Dreams brick

Im walking down a strange passage of a house i assume is mine because it has my family pictures hanging on the walls of the passage way. I enter a room and there, standing is a large man with a knife with blood on it. I run away in search of my family but the passage just goes on for what seems to be forever. As I turn to see the stranger following me, I run into a red brick wall. When I'm stable enough to get up, I'm gasping for air as the walls start moving in closer to me. I turn to run but I'm in immediate pain. I look down at the blade that's cut deep into my stomach. The stranger removes the blade and smiles smugly at me as if I was supposed to know who he is.

I was at an orientation at a new job and in order to get to the to I had to climb a lot of stairs with another co-Worker and the stairs were brick and held on only with nails and they kept wobbling and sliding off and the top was never ending and narrow

I dreamt that Adam Goodes came to our picnic spot and said don't worry I need a big table as when preparing for a big game we need to eat lots of protein and 32 piece of fish shaped like bricks and a salad arrived and in his SWANS gear he ate this meal and he was so polite

Snowing, windy outside, Brick in yard flying around, one brick went through a gap in the window and into the house, my brother threw it back but it hit the window and cracked it badly.

I dreamt that I was in a room with golden, shining bricks all around it. Also in this room, there was a rather large window that went down to the floor. And out this window, revealed the beautiful, blue sky and the bright sun. I wasn't sure where the window went down to, but I felt as if I was very much raised upon the ground, as if my golden-bricked chamber was part of a canyon. I was feeling very warm, almost hot, probably because of the sun's powerful light. And by this low window, I saw hair of my color (dark blond) by my feet. Then, I felt as if someone was pulling on my hair, and I tried to grasp the hair that was closer to my head so it wouldn't hurt as much. Next, someone was standing in the window. It was a boy that looked about eighteen years old. He had a very pale face and pale blue eyes. He had dark blonde hair like me (but it was short!). He smiled lovingly at me, and walked right up to me. He said "I love you. You mean the world to me." or something like that. The next minute, he took me into his arms and kissed me romantically on the lips. I was shocked at first, then I found myself putting my arms around him too, accepting his kiss. The kiss lasted for several minutes it seems. Then, he released his arms from me, and then, smiling brightly and lovingly at me again, he stepped away and descended from my room. I think that I was Rapunzel and that that boy was the Prince.