had 2 very clear dreams lately
first one- i was at work and someone came in the shop to say a lady was up a ladder staring thru one of the windows into the office, so i went up there to try and hide things like money which were on show, and when i got there no-one was there.. so i came back down and the guy said she was there again.. this time i was scared to go up alone so i got another girl to come with me, and i closed all the windows up there and i had an empty cola bottle in my hand hitting it in places to make sure no-one was hiding under things.. a bit later on i went up again with someone and i had a baby with me this time. and wen i got there the window had turned into a kinda patio door and inside the office was a load of furniture, but no-one was there.. i went to do a toilet check and there was also old furniture/ old sinks/old baths etc stored in there too- like someone had gone to the tip and took a load of unwanted things. then i went back into the office and looking out the window i saw a woman wearing a red coat with middle length brown wavey hair and she was staring straight at me with a gun (one that shoots darts like you would shoot an animal) so i grabbed the baby and ran out the office and she fired but missed me, then as i got downstairs the lady had come into the shop and she shot me by the bar and i fell to the floor and dont remember any more
dream 2- me, dad and my bro went round to my nans house cus apparently she had some kinda fall a few days before where she collapsed, so we went there and she looked so old and ill, and then there was a knock at the door, and some other ppl came to visit- then someone else was at the door.. then someone else and so on.... so that eventually the whole room was full of my mums side of the family. then nan and grandad sent us outside in the garden to pick some apples, so i made an apple picker out of a plastic cup and a stick, but i made it slightly wrong so it didnt work like it should have done. then after a little while i went back inside cus i knew something was going on.. and nan was on the floor again unconscious and everyone was gathered round waiting cus they knew she was about to die, everyone was sat round in tears and grandad was holding her. then i started crying and went in the next room where a crowd were gathered all holding hands and praying for her... so i quietly went in there and joined them. and i remember just wanting her to be ok and to have the chance to say i didnt hate her and say sorry. any way... she eventually took her last breath and died.