What are jumping dreams about?

Two days ago, at around 5am, I was dreaming some sort of dream until I was slightly awaken by a voice calling my name--it was my sister's!

I almost jump out of my bed after hearing her voice calling from outside the house like she wanted to come in. But I made some logical thinking while my eyes were close that it is impossible that it was my sister as she was miles away from where I live. So, I made the conclusion that it was only some sort of a dream.

Then I heard her calling me again, this time longer.

I remember that some spirits call out for help if they are in the midst of danger so I tried to wake myself up and rang my sister's phone.

She answered on the other end, croaky, sounding like she was awaken by my call. I asked her how she was as I heard her voice calling my name.

She then told me that she was dreaming that she went to the mountains with me, we were joined by some people. As we go along, she got stuck to a bunch of trees and was paralyzed. She was looking around but couldn't find me or anyone we were with.

Suddenly, she felt some commotion behind her and was frightened by the sensation. So, she started calling my name.

She was able to escape from that dream by the sound of the phone ringing---it was when I called her.

so i was sitting on my kitchen floor, often where i sit when im overwhelmed or feeling something very strong, as i was. suddenly i closed my eyes and began to take slow breaths and I started to see lights, in my eyes, while they were closed, i think i must’ve hit some state of meditation because the lights began to turn into pictures and i started to see things as if they were real, and i was in an incredibly calm state. i saw a picture of my dear sister i had recently taken of her and she began running in a grass field, smiling and dancing and i heard music in my ears, as if i wasn’t even in the room that i was in any longer. it was so vivid. after a while of seeing these joyful things, i opened my eyes and something told me to close them again. with a smile, i closed my eyes. again, effortlessly, i saw 3 neon pink lines across my vision. they turned into arrows and i saw myself in a large room, standing high in the air, on a bridge running on the arrows as if they were a treadmill. i was running towards an open door, but obviously wasn’t able to get there. i wasn’t upset by this. i accepted that i wasn’t going anywhere and i jumped down off of the bridge. i saw skeleton heads but it didn’t worry me at all. as i fell, water rose above the skeletons to break my fall, and as soon as i hit the water i grew a beautiful pink tail and transformed into a mermaid, i swam and swam with the skulls below me. it was shallow water but i was unbothered. i remember asking myself “is there a way out of here?”. the room was very tall, and circular but there wasn’t much room. i replied to myself “yes” and a door appeared. i happily swam towards the door and opened it. as i went in, there were more neon arrows and water, i swam across a long tunnel and saw yet another door at the end. i opened the second door to find myself in the same room again. with the skulls and shallow water. i didn’t know how to get out. i grabbed a skull and kept digging through them but they were unmoving, they kept popping back into place. i looked around me and began to panic, i asked myself who the skeletons were and that’s when i realized that would be me soon.

when i opened my eyes i was concerned but not anxious. im not sure if this counts as a dream but it really felt like one. anyone know what this might mean?

It was a room. Empty. Black, bit with white lines. As if you colored the lineart of the walls white. There were no lights but there was a faint glow, just enough for me to clearly see. There was...something in the corner of the room. Crying, muttering to itself, drawing on the walls with what I thought was a red marker. But as I inched closer, I realized its fingertips were cut off. And it was drawing with its blood. The blood was bright, not like normal blood. It was like, neon red. Very strange.

I don't exactly remember what it was drawing but it was drawing the same symbol over and over again. It was whimpering to itself. My brain automatically went "Help it, it's hurt" So I put a hand on its shoulder. It didn't even jump or get startled. It just stopped everything. It lowered its hand from the wall and slowly turned its head to face me. It had strange features. It was tall, skinny. But it still had like, basic human anatomy. It had a nose, lips, a chest, muscle definition (of whatever muscle it had) It was just a completely black skinny human, but with crazy eyes that were completely white. And they were...scribbly. Like if you took a white pen and angrily scribbled a circle on black paper.

It stared at me for a second, before saying in a raspy, pained voice. " You're like my art in a lot of ways." It moved closer to me. I smiled slightly, " How so?" Its hand curled around my neck, but not choking me, as it leaned into my ear and whispered, " You were created. You have blood. And..." It leaned in with its hands still around my neck, its lips almost brushing against mine, " I can rip you up whenever I wish."

With that last word, it dug its fingers into my neck. Literally. Its fingers went through my neck, piercing the flesh. I choked a little bit. Then like a movie, it cut to a different scene. Back to it drawing on the walls. Then it cut again to it curled into a ball, sobbing, whimpering, muttering. Then I woke up with the horniness of a thousand 13-year-old boys. Which was hella confusing. So like, what the fuck?

So it all started off when I was sitting on a train with my mom, travelling through some beautiful landscapes. We were in Poland but I can't really remember seeing something similar in this country (I'm Polish). As we arrived at our destination it was night all if the sudden and we headed straight to a seemingly abandoned building for spending the night in. The room we were in, as well as the building, weren't destroyed or vandalized at all, both seemed like a typical hotel but without electricity. Anyway at some point in that "hotel" I fell asleep, dreaming about me robbing a store over ans over again (I guess it was even a Louis Vuitton store, i know it's not funny but i dreamed it, I'm sorry;() with the guy who sings this Superidol song (yeah he sang it in my dream) and somehow i was back then while I was robbing the store stuck in a time loop so i did the same thing over and over. At some point i woke up in my dream, managed to look outside and see a woman jump from a higher place just like in an action movie.

Anyway that was it, hope it isn't too weird and incomprehensive, i just woke up and i don't want to forget anything:( so I'm sorry if I made any mistakes in it

So this is the first nightmare I’ve had since high-school, from this post it was a week ago and I’m still getting flashes of what happened during it and I have no clue what’s going on.

Me and my father were our boating on a lake, a lake I spend over 2-3 weeks at each summer (my “happy place”) but it appeared much older. What I’d guess 20-60 years ago.

We were boating and we watched a boy, 8-11ish, jump off a cliff on a rope swing. Only he had wrapped the rope around himself pinning his arms to his side, and knotted it. We watched him slowly unravel until he was still pinned, dragging across the water. And then he disappeared under it. And then he emerged, escaped from the rope. I remember thinking it was some kind of adrenaline “beat the clock” sort of game. He swam to a dock, climbed onto it and we boated over and from the boat gave him the dad “You could’ve died speech.” To which he responded “Where’s the fun in that?” He then took a few steps over towards us on the dock. And all of a sudden his face hollowed in, his eyes went entirely jet black, his skin shrunk around him like he was anorexic, and turned violently and entirely dark purple and blue, with dark blue veins running across his body. He made direct eye contact with me and said “I feel cold.”

And I woke up. And now for a week straight, I keep seeing flashes of this emaciated child staring at me and saying that. I’ve read what drowning means, but he didn’t disappear or die then. I’ve read what black eyed children means, but I don’t know since he didn’t start off that way? I’ve been trying to analyze this but I have gotten nowhere, and this seemed like the best place to help.