We're all just stories dream

I heard a voice saying  We are all stories. do it for the story. I saw two people who just got over danger and the two hug. It looked like a mother and child and then a third person sees them and looks at them in compassion and admiration and hugs the 2. Then I heard these words," Someone wants to be a part of our story. Someone wants to protect us."  Then I saw parts of a small tree trunk the  Tree was grafting sticks into itself from other trees and some grew together and became part of the tree. Others fell away because they didn't belong. Then I heard this snobbishness, I don't belong