I do not feel good but I will try to type two dreams that I somewhat remember from last night, the first dream took place on a gray day, and I was walking to my grandfather’s house from my parents’ house to check on my grandfather and/or to do something for my grandfather.
My grandfather’s back gate by the fig tree was open and then I noticed that my uncle CE was in my grandfather’s yard, he did not see me and I did not want to be seen, and so I quietly closed the back gate and I started to walk back to my parent’s house; but then my uncle CE saw me, and he said something sarcastic/annoying to me (something about me trying to sneak way or something like that).
I responded to him and then my mom walked over to me, my uncle CE then walked over to us somewhat accusing me of not doing much to help my grandfather, which is not true; and so I got a bit annoyed/angry, and I started naming some of the things that I do to help my grandfather each week.
My uncle CE somewhat argued with me and my mom saying various annoying things and asking me annoying questions and making false accusations, I became pretty annoyed/angry but I managed to stay pretty calm and talk without yelling, and eventually I stopped wasting my time talking with him; and we all went our separate ways, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
The second dream took place during the evening in a slightly fictional version of the city of D in a fictional area almost near where the Chinese-style SA Buffet Restaurant should be, I lived with my parents’ in a fictional one-story house in this area with its own parking lot/yard near the road/highway, and my former schoolmate SW had just moved out after we temporarily let him live with us during a rough time in his life.
My cousin TE and some of her friends were visiting us, at some point we all were outside because they were about to drive somewhere, but then my former schoolmate SW and a group of drug dealers with guns drove near us with several automobiles including a moving truck; and most or all of them had dark-brownish colored skin, and the leader was a bald obese man wearing a large dark-colored T-shirt with baggy shorts or pants.
I think that my schoolmate SW had either hidden illegal drugs in our house without our knowledge and they had come to get it and/or they were going to rob us and/or something like that, my former schoolmate SW now worked with this group of drug dealers, and because he knew the layout of our house and he knew where most of our valuable items were he decided to help the drug dealers rob us and/or collect the drugs he hid without telling us.
The drug dealers held us hostage outside, my former schoolmate SW looked a bit sorry about what they/he was doing, but it was not personal it was just business because he was worried about making money and trying to impress the new drug dealers who he worked for now; but I still felt very betrayed, and I was afraid that the drug dealers would kill my family because they looked/acted pretty dangerous.
My former schoolmate SW led them around our house collecting his hidden drugs and/or stealing valuable items from our house as I talked with the drug dealers holding us hostage outside, and I tried to make a deal with them; and my deal was that we would not report them to the police if they did not murder/rape/robe/force drugs on/et cetera us and/or anyone else again in my family/neighborhood/the city/et cetera.
I think that they somewhat agreed to my deal but I still did not trust them, so I told my cousin TE and her friends and some/most of my family to leave, and I would let them hold me as a hostage because I did not want them to get killed if they broke our deal/agreement; and they slowly started to leave, and surprisingly the drug dealers let them leave.
But a few of us were still being held hostage and I was not sure if we would be killed or not, I tried to think about how to handle the situation, but I woke up.