Dreams angel

One i saw a dream about Michael Jackson. by the way it's about him and me. On TV the showed that MJ is coming to Sri Lanka and i got totally excited but i was just sad because i cannot meet him for real, but i don't know why. And i'm really was in a shock but however i collected all my MJ stuff to sign to Michael Jackson and give all to him. And the next morning i dressed to go to the show but i heard someone knock the door and when i open the door there was MJ and i really was like OMJ Michael you are here, i cannot believe though. And I just got fainted. Later, i saw that angelic face with beautiful smile and i said "Michael, through the years i wanted to see you, you are the best person i've ever seen and i love love you so much more than my soul! i love you so much and it's not just a fan love, but more than it. MJ said "i know it, and i'm here to take you to Never land and i wanna keep you in my place!" i was suprised and he kissed me so tightly. and took me from my home!

I am trying to drive a car, but it is strangely proportioned and it will not go in the direction I want. I then feel trapped in the car.

deceased husband appears in bed telling me to sleep, will not allow me to see the bright light and doesn't want me to pay attention to the voices I hear. I pretend to go to sleep to calm him down and when I open my eyes there is a huge, beautiful angel hovering above me by about 6 inches.

I am walking in the house with my mother. It is a starry night. I look to the sky to see jesus and the angels killing devils. The angels then come down and visit me

2 nights prior to having the dream, I asked God to show me my angel. My dream was: I was an adult in a house dressed in a pink housecoat(very thin robe) and my hair was in plaits. Some intruders (3 or 4 young adult males) came into the house and murdered my family in front of me. All of a sudden I saw a tall man walking towards my house. I was watching him approach the house from a window. The intruders were still in the house. I thought to myself, "Oh no, please don't come to visit today, I have murderers in my house. The man was tall and black and holding a little girl's hand. The little girl had on a pink dress and her hair was in plaits.(like I looked but only as a little girl) The man entered the house and the intruders cut his throat with a large knife and he dropped to the floor in front of me. They never tried to hurt me though. I did not see the little girl at this point. As I lay on the floor sobbing because of the slaughter that had happened in front of me, I decided to turn over a body that was next to me. As soon as I touched the body, the person stood up. I touched another person to see who it was and they also stood up as if nothing had happened, as did everyone in the room who had been killed. Then I walked over to a closet, opened the door, and slid back a hidden panel inside the closet and there was the tall black man standing with an impression that was halfway between a smile and a pleasant look. The little girl was not with him. He just stood there looking at me like nothing had happened. The feeling I got was that what was done...had somehow been "undone". NOt that it did not happen, just that it had been undone.