Dreams and my mom

I was washing a red corvette and as i was washing it my grandparents came over, it started to rain and suddenly the tornado siren went off and my mom told us to all come inside the house.

I was in a mansion that i was the owner of it and my mom and dad was too happy for what i have achive in my life

I dearmt that i was in the sea catching fishs. So of the fishs were big, I brought the fishs to shore and my mom and some other lady was cooking the big fishs

I was washing a red corvette and my grandparents came over, then suddenly it started raining and then the tornado siren went off and my mom told us to come inside the house

I am in a really large house with glass windows and beautiful paintings. The kitchen had a chef and there were two islands where one of my friends Matthew was sitting. I went up to talk to him and my mom came just after, he asked her whether or not he could have a drink and she said yes and I said no jokingly. She yelled at me and told me that I was being disrespectful. Matthew and I then sitting on two white chairs with our laptops. He goes to the washroom and an indian boy around my age comes upstairs and puts a knife to the back of neck and tells me to get up. He says “this is for the best” and lights a match and puts it on the ground. He forces me to walk down the stairs into the basement, ties me to a chair and turns of all the lights. I say “hello” over and over again but no one replies. Eventually I try to get up but he puts what I think is a needle up against my neck. I begin crying. I then hear a boy screaming loudly (who I assume to be Matthew) and hear the roaring of a fire. I scream loudly trying to allow someone to hear me in which time the young indian boy sticks me with the needle.