My fantasies were all about finding some place to survive on my own. As a six year old I had a fantasy that I would runaway and live at school. There was a little alcove by my classroom where I would sleep at night, and I would wash in the bathrooms during the school day. I would steal lunches during the day so I would have food nd I would pretend to leave at the end of the school day so non-one would know I was living at the school. I found a spot where I thought I could safely keep blankets too.
Another fantasy was building myself a hut out of driftwood and living at a private beach across the farm from our home.
There were quite a few holes in my plans. But, I never could even imagine that anybody could ever love or look after me. I just wanted to be away from people so they couldn't hurt me.