What are taking a test dreams about?

I woke up today feeling really worried about my mental health because of a rare weird dream.

I dreamed that I was home, but I was terrified because I did something, I was sitting with two of my friends in the ground talking and laughing, and then I heard some loud banging and footsteps.

5 men in uniform came looking for me, I was petrified. As soon as they got closer, I took a gun I had in my belt and slowly moved it under my chin, and pulled the trigger.
I remember lots of blood and pain as I fall in the ground. I couldn’t describe my feelings at that particular moment but I was really in pain.

As soon as I opened my eyes (in the dream) I realize that I was sitting in a table wearing white, the room was full of people, like a classroom , I remember writing answers of an exam and a friend was helping me, but all I was worried about was my face, I kept asking people if I had stitches or scars, and after I looked in a mirror, I started crying a lot.

As I said, after I woke up I was really worried about my mental health.

Do you have any explanation for this?

My dream went like this:

I was doing my A-Levels (SATs for Americans) but, for some reason, I wasn't at the exam hall, I was at home. I tried to write my essay on those small note pads hoping that I would secretly hand it in after school by putting the paper within one of the exam sheets and filling the sheets with my personal information without anyone noticing.

The atmosphere was very tense and quite scary. As I am a university student and I had already done my A-Levels. The panic factor was like my actual A-Levels but multiplied thrice.

But the truly weird thing about this dream was when I quit trying to write the essay using a pen and I started making spaghetti. But I thought the individual spaghetti strands or the spaghetti sauce(?) was imbued with meaning just like how words and sentences have inherent meaning. So (I'm guessing) each spaghetti strand would be a sentence(?). I put the spaghetti in the container, thinking that this would be the essay, but realised that placing the spaghetti like this would 'jumble' the spaghetti strands and therefore jumble the meaning. So I tried to put the spaghetti, strand by strand, on individual lines on my notepad.

Probably the weirdest dream I've ever had.

But the weirdest thing is

Today

Guess what we're eating.

Yep

That's right.

Spaghetti!

No BS,

Every so often, I have a nightmare: the setting varies between school and university, but I always have a really important assignment due that I forgot about, and never enough time to do it.

In some variants, this means my exam grade/degree is now invalid, even if I already had them for some reason (dream logic, I guess).

I always wake up in a heart-racing panic desperate to do whatever assignment it was, until I remember that I graduated from university almost 10 years ago now.

My (totally uninformed) view is that maybe it means my subconscious believes there is something unfinished in my life, but I'd love to hear other interpretations.

I was studying chemistry at a very prestigious University, the students all had an expensive looking uniform and everyone was always super stressed out because of the workload. We also had a campus where students resided in.

I remember I was in the school library searching for a book that I needed to pass a chemistry exam. After looking for it for a while, a teacher started following me and eventually got angry at me because I wasn't studying, apparently. I don't remember much of his appearance or face anymore, but he surely was old to the point he had wrinkles and white hair but still managed to move just fine, I'd say he was maybe 60 or 70.

For some reason, after that, I remember going back on campus and taking a nap. Later, still in the dream, I got woken up. The room was dark and I could only see a shadowy figure coming towards me. I tried asking who it was but my voice felt feeble.

Eventually that person got really close to me and grabbed my left arm while also groping me with his other hand. He then told me to shut up cause he was "daddy" but I could tell he wasn't my father, his skin felt old and somehow I just knew it was that professor from earlier. I remember trying to struggle but I couldn't get out of his grasp, for some reason my body felt heavy and frozen. I screamed for help at least 3 times, but every time my voice came out weaker and weaker, no one could hear me.

Immediately after that, thankfully, I woke up, my heart was beating so fast it seemed like it was about to explode.

The weird thing about this dream is that I don't study chemistry, neither do I go to a super prestigious college with a campus and I've never met that old man. Honestly I was really disturbed by this nightmare, it may not seem like much now, but I never dreamt something like this.

Obligatory this dream was yesterday but I was too busy to write it down back then.

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I was going on a flight with my mom, and my mom was tested positively for Covid19.

A girl with black hair and a white lab coat approached me. "Your mom is tested positive, that means you might be positive as well since you both traveled together."

"Oh shit," I said. "I didn't think of that."

"Follow me", was all she said and she immediately walked away to the testing site.

I was sitting on a stool and she took a test swab.
"Say aaaaa!", she said.

So I did, opened my mouth, and said "aaaaa!"

For some reason, I closed my eyes, and instead of feeling the test swab, I started feeling her tongue in my throat. I quickly retraced my head and opened my eyes.

"**WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU DOING?!**" I screamed.
"I... I'm sorry! But you're so hot I can't help it!", the girl replied, still sitting across me.

I ran off and screamed, "I'm gonna talk to the manager!".
"Ok Karen", I heard behind my back.

I looked back at her. "Are you nuts?! This is a completely legit reason to talk to the manager!"

I walked away from her, knowing that with her I wouldn't get further in the convo anyway. Looking for the manager, I found this small office room where a group of people was sitting on chairs circled around each other as if they were having a meeting. I knew that the manager would probably be in this room.

I walked inside and asked who the manager was. A fat man, bald with a bit of grey hair on the side, wearing a blue-red striped colbert, stood up and said: "That would be me, what is the matter?"

"One of your employees decided to sink her tongue in my throat because she had the hots for me while I'm likely infected with covid19."

"Well that doesn't sound so bad, does it?", one of the people still sitting at the chair replied.

"I'm fairly sure this is called rape...", I got really angry at this point but tried to remain calm...

"A kiss can be hardly called rape.." the manager assured.
"A kiss... A KISS?! Seriously? She made me choke on her tongue! She was supposed to make me choke on a fucking test swab!". At this point, I couldn't really remain calm anymore.

The manager saw my visible anger and after a moment of thinking, he said: "Ok you're right... this is unacceptable behavior... We will deal with it. Thanks for bringing it to my attention."

He slowly turned around, facing his back to me, and I thought everything was done until he ran towards me while turning back around and he had a syringe in his hand and I could quickly dodge it and plunge it in his own shoulder after which he died right there on the floor.

I ran outside, thinking: "If even the manager wants to kill me, who knows how big this plot might be?!" after which I woke up and had to laugh the lungs out my body from how funny this all was.