What are dead body dreams about?

I had a dream where it seemed to be everybody’s last day on earth. We were all free to live out the rest of our day doing what we all wanted to do before dying. The things I did seemed to be fighting someone I had disliked, as well as meeting my favorite music artist. As the day reached closer to the end figures dressed in all black stood on the sidewalk seeming to stretch on endlessly. Standing like soldiers. A deep fog rolled in, and soon people were getting killed in seemingly random fashion, but as soon as I was killed I understood. The deaths were ones that represented whatever sins the person committed. An ironic death for all. After I died, and others too, the souls remained and got to see the ‘dark parade’ thats what I am calling it anyways. In it wooden carts with dead bodies stroll down the road and into a tunnel where me and other souls were. Many souls began crying as their family members pass by on the wooden carts, the souls disappearing when their own bodies pass through the tunnel completely. After all bodies pass including my own, which seemed to reach out to me as it passed, the black figures began to do some kind of ‘marching dance in place’, while they did some strange maneuvers that I really cant explain. After they finished, every single figure walks into the road and simotsiniousloy die at once. This is where I woke up.

It was maybe 6 months ago when I had a vivid dream of finding my professors dead body in school. He was decapitated and bloody. I didn’t kill him but I was not thinking straight and thought they’d think I did it so I hid the body by putting it in a trash bag and dumping it. They found the body the day after and I was lucky there were no cameras at the basketball court where I found him. They did an investigation and I was in no way linked so I wasn’t questioned at all. I guess they didn’t check the cameras by the hallways because that’s where I passed to get the mop and clean the blood.

The thing is, I thought this really happened up til this day. I’d be up all night thinking what I have done and scared that any minute they will find out I did it. It wasn’t until this day that I dreamt in the same universe again, where it made national news and they kept on looking at the culprit that I realized nothing made sense. We’re in a pandemic and I haven’t stepped in school for the past year. I don’t even remember who’s body it even was. I just remembered it was a male professor I know that I knew.

I know I sound dumb for not realizing until now and bearing the weight of it for 6 long months but you have to know that it all felt real. I was constantly thinking of it at night and I blocked myself from national and local news to ease my paranoia.

My Boyfriend had a dream about me dying in a hurricane!? What could it mean?
He said that in his dream, we were in the ocean and we were playing around, then someone called to him and told him that he had somewhere he had to be, so he got out to leave, and I got out with him, I gave him a hug and a kiss and he said he lifted me up and playfully threw me back into the ocean... he said he turned away, but when he turned back to look for me, he said that there was a huge hurricane where I had been, and he knew that the storm took me away. He said he went looking for me, and he found my dead body! He said that the scene changed and he was in my bedroom, he saw my brother and he felt so sad because I had died... he said the whole scene then started over and I came back to life and repeated the same thing again. Any idea about what this could mean? I feel a little bit distressed that he would have such a bad dream about me 🥺 thank you in advance for any insights x

Okay, so this morning I went back to sleep because I was missing school and .. I had a pretty horrifying dream. I’ll try to remember best I can.

First, there were these people, who seemed like they were in a cult of some sort or something like that . And I lived with them somehow, but it wasn’t normal. This was NOT a normal dream. This had a very eerie vibe that made me feel like I was actually in danger. I know weird stuff happened, but I just can’t quite remember or explain it. Now, there’s a section of this dream I remember almost perfectly. These people invited me and my friend to Chuck E. Cheese , to do something (I can’t remember), and I said yes. My mom was driving us there. The town we were in was very ghost town-ish and deserted and eerie. I remember the feeling I had in the dream, which was incredibly nervous to do whatever this was and if my mom found out we were meeting with people, then I started thinking about all the possibilities of getting kidnapped, murdered, etc. so I said we should go back home, so we started to. Then, my friend gets a phone call and I know she shouldn’t answer it but she does. My mom and I can hear it from her phone, and it’s a strange voice repeating a sentence over and over. My mom tells her to put it on speaker so we can hear what she’s saying and she does. They’re talking and I can hear what the voice is saying, but I can’t make out the words at all. I ask them what she’s saying and then , I wake up. Since it was a scary dream, I wake up with that same relieved feeling that we all do when we wake up from a scary dream. I start looking around but everything is somehow fucked. I wake up again, once again relieved and weirded out. But once again, stuff is weird (I can’t explain how), I wake up again. And again. And again. Each time getting less relieved and more scared. The final time, I don’t “wake up again” I’m just still awake. But I can’t move, so I know Its sleep paralysis. I do my trick to get out of it (which is moving ur toes) and then I’m out of the car with my friend in front of Chuck E. Cheese. For some reason we decide to go around the back to look, and there are the people. We then go back to the front and walk in the actual Chuck E. Cheese (it looks like the middle of Chuck E. Cheese, but it’s grey and eerie and deserted) a door opens with one of the girls telling us to go back there. Then, for SOME reason, my friend disappears, the people disappear, and I’m on my schools track. I’m in a track practice with other people. I run, much faster than I can actually in real life and am not last place. The coach, (I forgot what she looked like) went up to the girl in last place and started telling her she’ll be her assistant and stuff. Then the dream switches to me in a room. It’s a really dusty, plain room, almost like a hallway with a bed. And there are 3 doors on the wall. I guess I turned into Sarah from the movie “labyrinth” and I forgot who I was, or something. I forgot that whole portion of the dream though. Then these people at some point come up into the room without acknowledging me, and someone, I’m assuming my imaginary dad, says “someone is in one of these doors” the two other men open the last door, and there’s nothing, and then they open the door next to me, and there’s nothing, and they say “I guess there’s nothing here” , and my imaginary dad says, “you didn’t look in that brown door” and they ignore it. So I go up to the brown door in the middle, open it, and I’m startled by uhh, this is kind of when things get silly in the dream..Dobby from Harry Potter, but then he disappears. I can’t remember what happens next, but later, I help a lost Harry Potter remember who he is and he returns to hogwarts. Very weird ending.

I then woke up. Normally. Though. Like in real life. Or is it...? 😱😱 also very scary thing to add on to my eerie day!: they found a dead body at a local park I was very recently at with my friends! Not related, but I thought it was creepy.

In my dream I was swimming with my cousin, in an indoor family swimming pool. There were many kids playing and in the water I noticed it was pink, well it ended up being a little girl who drowned, the kids were unaware that she was dead and were playing with her dead body. The song tiptoe through the tulips was playing. I then was out of the water and choking on something, my cousin just stood in fear, she didn’t do anything about it, nobody knew how to the the heimlech meneuver. I woke up at 3 am with the song tiptoe through the tulips playing. It was scary and I felt pretty traumatized