What are book dreams about?

Hi

So, I already read upon dream interpretations. There's different meanings of scorpions and different meanings of the scorpions colour. My problem: the scorpions colour switched whilst I was trying to catch it in order to safe my family and also trying not to get stung myself.

Might anyone be so kind, trying to figure out what my subconscious self is telling me? Ask anything though, I'm an opened book.

It started yellowish, sitting on the wall. When it run towards me, it turned dark red. I ran away from it. fell downstairs whilst it was chasing me. Suddenly it was like black? But also had features I think in maroon? I was scared of it and it was quite aggressive towards me (running at me, waving its stingy thingy, trying to attack me) and I tried my best to get rid of it before it could get to my grandma.

Help.

m, 18

Woke up hysterically crying today because I had a dream that I was at target, I saw a book with the cover torn off, and this illustration in the dead center of the page, this 1:1 square, rounded corners (looking similar to an iOS app icon), of this rubber duck with this-- either bucket hat or, explorer sort of hat on, in a wave, almost like an ocean. I remember seeing it move a little bit, the duck floating through the peaks and troughs. I woke up with my knees tucked to my chest, my pillow soaked with tears. I don't see how this relates to anything in my life as I don't remember any specific events with rubber ducks, target, or book. Maybe target-- but with bbookor rubber ducks bare no relevancy to target.

Hey,

I dreamt of sitting in the middle of a field with a forest infront of me where hundreds of trees were standing tall. I was sitting on a squared cushion with a book in my hand from which I was reading and all of a sudden from the trees came out these giants (100ft or so) which I gathered were the spirits of the trees. They stood with their arms crossed and pushed a wind like energy towards me, I held the book close to my chest and the energy coming towards me would go around me as if I was in a force field. Would anyone know what it could possibly mean?

(my English isn't great, apologies)

This dream I had was about a year or two ago (so 15 or 16F), and it still creeps me out sometimes. I tried to find where I had written it all down but I can't find anything about it now. Everything has vanished about it. Some details might be fuzzy, but any insights into what this could mean would be helpful.

I had woken up one random night at about 2:30 am. When I felt myself drifting off, I got a feeling of pure dread. I called out to my mom before I passed out. When I "awoke", I was in a red room. It resembled a hotel room almost. The walls were a bright red along with the comforter on the bed. There was a stuffed goat head mounted above the bed, and a book on the nightstand. The book was bound in what looked like pieces of human flesh, in a language I couldn't understand. I still flipped through it though. I was sitting on the bed and I looked up and saw a creature of a sort sitting on the table at the end of the bed. It looked similar to a cuddle fish, or maybe a cat? I can't remember. It spoke to me in a deep, grumbled voice during which I just thought to myself, "I wanna go back home." It boomed "We're not done with you yet" (Or something to that extent) and after it did, tentacles shot out from its mouth area and latched onto my right arm. I felt a burning sensation throughout my entire body moving out from the arm. When I woke up back in my normal room, it was 3:33 am.

This has never happened to me before and its kind of freaking me out. Im wondering if anyone else has experienced this before because nobody in my circles that I asked ever had.

This is the dream:

This was a few nights ago and im still fucked about it.

I was at my childhood home, my parents were really old and frail (75/80’s, they’re actually in their 40’s irl) I felt like i was 24/25 (Im 19). The tv was on and I was cleaning not paying attention when the tv had a really loud alarm. The news guy said that america has fallen and showed huge street fights with fire everywhere and people getting shot and falling by the hundreds. The same dude came back on with another alert and said that the outsider countries that were waiting to attack have just declared war too. The phone rang and I watched my younger brother (18) answer it and hang up. I couldn’t hear him or anything else. He didnt say anything but him and my other brother (17) went upstairs, got a bag and left the house. I knew they got drafted to fight and I knew they didnt say anything bc they weren’t going to come back. My dad got up and hobbled to the door and said he had to protect the family, but I knew he didn’t want to go. He was doing it out of duty, and everyone knew he was too old he would die for certain. My mom was crying and so was my little sister (9) and so was I. Then there was another emergency alarm on the tv to immediately get underground and put something between your teeth and bite down, North Korea was coming. I got my family to go the basement and I was coming behind them, still upstairs when I looked out the window and saw a blinding white light growing and I knew I was going to die right then and I had this huge feeling that I had let it get to that point. It was MY fault that it did.
The light became everything and then it became all dark and my eyes adjusted to see that I was in a moving hallway of sorts. It in space, made out of space, and I could see outside of the area but I was confined to the inside. It was like a black space snake and I was inside riding it like a train. Some of the space scales of the snake worked as doors and I could go into points of time in the future/past, of my life which was a tiny section of it overall and in general too. I looked inside one room but I didn’t go in. It was just trees in a swamp. I opened this other door that had a vibe™️ to it and instantly I was met with this warm yellow glowing light that filled the entire room (which had no walls, it was just the light) and it had the MOST loving feeling ever. It felt like the ultimate motherly warm love ever and I could just melt into it and be happy and safe forever and I was about to step in when the light shifted and formed the face of a lady. The lady opened her eyes and looked directly dead in my eyes and without opening her mouth or anything she said loud and clear: Speak. The sound was in my body and everywhere at the same time.

And then I woke up. And I remained fucked up because I’ve never died in a dream and continued dreaming ever before.

Also my interpretation of the dream was: i have to speak on what ive been meaning and KNOW i need to speak on in order to not let bad things happen. Im trying to write a book and Ive been too scared to start.