My nightmares and dreams

Plane crash

It all started with me being me and I was told by a my mother to go to the corner and pick up some ... she told me to pick up the dog and take them with me. I walked into the store looking around with no money in hand and a confused feeling.

I walked back home, "what was I suppose to get?" I asked in a confused tone.
My mother replied "I don't actually know,"

Then my dream changed. For an unknown reason but it all just changed. I was in a fancy house standing in a living room, I saw myself in a mirror and I was a boy, I was forced to yell out "Daniel!!" I had no control.

A  boy I can only assume was named Daniel ran down stairs and asked "are you ready?"
I wanted to reply with 'what the hell are you talking about?'

But I was rushed out into a garage full of spare parts and a plane, we pushed it outside and started the engine. Spinning the large blades trying to make sure the plane would fly. We started it off and took flight, it was beautiful. We could see everything from up here. I could feel a warm smile on my face but that was short lived...

The left engine started to shutter and start to smoke, an alarm started to go off inside the plane. Smoke filled the cabin, fogging our vision as the engine exploded. Sending us on a spiraling down fall. I can remember screaming.

Once we hit the ground the front of the cabin was sawed by the rough terrine, I heard screaming then silence. I lifted the glass top of the airplane so I could get out, I looked over with my twin sawed in half but me unshaved. No cuts. No bruises. Only tears

I got up and automatically began to create a cross for my fallen brother. My perspective changed. I was a ghost as I asked "can I help?" The boy who I was handed me a piece of metal to carve the cross.

Another spirit arrived. An old man with a hunched back and a nice long beard, he was talking but I didn't, no I couldn't understand what he was saying. He soon disappeared, when he was around for some reason I felt joy.

Once we finished the cross we rested it on his brother, walking off. I didn't know this boy but it felt like I did, completely know everything about him. Like his background, his family... but I've never seen him before.

We got to a part of the city he didn't recognized for some reason the angle changed again as he was talking about a bank issue and paying off his car. After a while the 'camera' panned off and faded.

I was in another perspective. I was the boys mother. I for some reason never allowed my 7 large dogs onto my bed but once I heard the news I opened the gate around my bed and slept with them. I remember crying a lot.

He never came home...

How this dream made me feel:
I feel lost right now. Like I don't feel like I know the time of day like I look at the clock but it's not registering and I'm really washie headed.
I got up because my dog woke me up. And from what I've seen my mom is still home which confuses me, she should be at work but she's asleep so I don't want to wake her up. Which makes me even more confused because I'm worried something happened, and that she's ill. My mom never stays home from work.