What are fence dreams about?

[TW: disturbing imagery of animals in distress]
I Posted on a different subreddit but no one has given me any answers, so I’m posting here.
Hello, I’m a 20 year old female and last night I had a very very disturbing dream. Let me start off by saying this dream happened the day I tried to reconnect with my mother after cutting her off for over a year (thanks Forgiveness Therapy) , and I haven’t really spoken to my family in months, (not for lack of trying they just don’t contact me back). I used to live in the country where it was commonplace to see cows, livestock, and deer everywhere.

In this dream I was about 10. My mother, step father, sister(16 in dream), my brother (13 in dream) , and I were in my step dad’s old truck going to a carnival/ petting zoo sort of thing. Everything seemed to be okay, we were laughing and talking together like we were a family, until we got to our destination. We all got out of the truck and walked up to this barn, when we went inside I noticed a long-horned bull behind steel bars with its head sticking out from the bottom, it looked like it was dying and in search of water. I was concerned but everyone just kept walking and joking/laughing, it was like I was the only one who cared.

All of the sudden the scenery changed and we were walking down a paved road to get to our old house, I looked to the grass side of the road and a tractor had crashed into a barbed wire fence with cows surrounding the wreck, some of them dead. I remember being worried about the driver because he was nowhere to be seen. We kept walking, I looked to another pasture and saw dozens of horses, one was laying on the ground with metal chains wrapped around its feet and mouth, again I was freaking out a little but kept moving on. Finally when we came to a stop I saw one of the pasture owners working on the fence a couple yards away from the horses. I quickly ran up to her while my family stayed behind, heading off the paved road onto a dirt road near our old house. I ran up to this lady and said “hey, that horse over there is in distress and I think we should help it, also there was a crash and I can’t see the driver-“ she cut me off saying “Don’t worry about that, That horse has a bum leg and always does that, go away” I was thinking to myself “what a bitch” and walked away towards my family.

We started walking back the way we came, down the paved road again and I saw the deeply disturbing scenes again, finally I spoke up to my family , “ hey, we should really help these animals and I saw a a tractor wreck I think we should check out” but no one listened to me.

Suddenly we were back in the barn and I was face to face with the long-horned bull, only this time it was dead. Disturbed I pushed my way out of the barn and ran to a near by open area, my family close behind. They looked at me like I was crazy, scoffed, and turned to talk amongst themselves. The last thing I remember was trying to get my mother to talk to me, crying and pleading for her to just listen so we could help those animals and the driver of the tractor but again, no one was listening. A flash of the dead bull’s eyes popped up and I snapped awake.

Please help me try to figure this dream out, it scares the shit out of me and I don’t know what to make of it. I’m also open to questions.

I was looking at a sunset over the beach and there was a chain link fence in between me and the beach and suddenly my grandpa appeared he looked very healthy like he did before he was sick. He came up to me and gave me a very long hug. What could this mean? Was this him visiting me?

I was in my kitchen. It was like, midnight. The wood door was open, leaving the screen door. There was a creature outside. Mangled, skinny, at least 14 feet tall, it’s left arm was bitten off, and so were three fingers on its right hand. It had open wounds all over its body. And there were tally marks scratched into its skin. As it focused on me, it took one of its claws and carved another tally mark into its skin. It was a rotting, torn apart... thing. It smelled of Death. It smelled like a decaying body, like blood. It was a Wendigo. Why was there a Wendigo in my backyard? It made a sound. A hiss mixed with a raspy growl. Like if you mixed an alligator with a cat with a lion. My chest felt tight, my vision got blurry, and my breathing became labored. Yet, I opened the door and stepped out. The Wendigo seemed excited at the mere sight of me. It just stared at me with those empty sockets, before reaching out with whatever was left of its hand, and stroked my cheek. It was surprisingly gentle. Why was it so gentle? It kept on circling me. Examining me, occasionally reaching out to touch me. For fuck’s sake that sound, and smell. It smelled like Death. So much. After a few minutes of it just examining me, and making that sound, it looked me in my eyes. And smiled, or bared its teeth. I couldn’t tell which. Then it picked me up, slinging me over its shoulder. For such an aggressive action, it was still gentle. As if it was scared I was glass, and that I would break at the slightest touch. It sprinted, faster than I thought possible. It jumped over fences and cars. Until it reached its destination. The woods behind the school. It smelled even worse than the wendigo. Like..bodies. And I quickly found out why. There **were** decaying bodies. **Everywhere**. I recognized one. Alyssa. It **had** to be Alyssa. It’s hard to mistake hair of that color when I have no ginger friends. For fuck’s sake, her body. It was so *damaged*. Covered in blood, some wounds still dripping blood. I think she was still alive, just waiting for Death to come. I walked towards her, but the Wendigo put itself between me and her body. It made that same sound. That hissing/growling rasp of anger. So, me, not wanting to die, backed up. It just kept on examing me, touching me. Its favorite part of me seemed to be my face. Specifically my cheek, and my jaw. It’s been muttering the same words this whole time. But only at this point had I realized what it said, *“ You are like me. I am like you. You are me. I am you.”* Its voice. Its voice was strange. Calming, yet terrifying. Smooth, yet raspy. It sent shivers up my spine. It repeated those words over and over and over again. Then it hugged me. I already had blood on me from all its touches. But now I was drenched. It fucking hugged me. Why? When it pulled away, it looked sad, yet happy. It looked at me like I was a mirror. Or its child. All of a sudden, my chest got tight again. My vision getting blurry again. My breathing getting heavier again. Then I woke up, panting. And with a pinched nerve in my arm. Not only did my arm feel numb, my body felt weird. I felt...**dirty**, used. But I don’t know why. I know one thing though, I never want to sleep again, or whatever the fuck that was. Of course, though, I passed out the next day and had another disturbing dream which I might post on here too

I just had this dream about 30 mins ago.

This dream starts off at some amusement park. I can’t remember exactly who I’m with but I’m with one friend. We’re waiting in a big line that travels up some sort of building. I don’t remember what it was for, I just remember we were walking up stairs in a line.

There was a girl in front of me who, for unknown reasons, was handing out some flyers she had made. I would say the girl was maybe 15-17. She was walking up and down the stairs handing out flyers. Some time passes in my dream and suddenly we’re nearing the top of where ever we were going. We are probably about 10 stories high. The staircase wraps along the edge of the building, leaving the middle open, if that makes sense.

Suddenly an announcer comes on a loud speaker and begins making fun of the flyers that the girl was handing out. Everyone starts laughing at her and she’s crying and freaking out. I don’t know the girl but I’m trying my best to calm her down. This part is kind of fuzzy but the next thing I remember is her climbing on the railing of the stairs and jumping to her death. I remember watching her fall all the way down, hit the ground, everything. It was so surreal. The upset she had on her face before she jumped is burned in my mind. I remember she jumped so fast. She didn’t wait. She had decided her fate within a split second. The crazy part was was that no one reacted either. It was just me. It was like a normal day for everyone else. I remember going to the park attendant crying saying I want a refund because of what had just happened and she was like nonchalant about it. It was very weird. That was pretty much the end of the dream.

I woke up and felt sick. I felt sad, upset, and confused. I felt like I had just really witnessed someone committing suicide. My face and eyes feel as if they have been crying for hours. Why did I have this dream/nightmare?

TLDR: I watched a girl commit suicide due to embarrassment and I woke up feeling sick and nauseous like I had just witnessed a real suicide. Why?

In my dream there was this small statue on a fence post, the fence was a nice one, and behind it there was a bunch of water fountains and the floor made out of some kind of stone, the statue was pretty small like you could hold it in your hands, it was the statue of a woman but the face was broken off, even so, the first time i saw it i was so happy and calm like never before, next time i went to see it it was not there anymore, and the whole dream was about finding it, and yes i found it in the end and same as before i was relieved and happy.
Any ideas what this means? it's been bugging me of lately.