Dreams some reason

Was having a dream about taking care of my younger brother and sister. My small (in real life 5lb) dog was shrunken (to the size of my hand) and sparkling as if covered in glitter. My ex- boyfriend was coming to visit me but there were storms headed our way. My ex- boyfriend hugged me, the embrace was very long and I felt at home. I noticed in the reflection of a truck that while I was hugging my ex- boyfriend , my current fiance could see and I didn't stop or care. For some reason we were all split up and my brother and sister were safe from the storm. I was trying to get back to my ex- boyfriend but there were tornadoes everywhere. One was so close I had to stop into a public building and I ran to the bathroom and shut the door to take cover. I had the thought that I had to survive the tornadoes, in order to see my ex again.

I pull up in front of a house and tell my dog and daughter to stay in the car I have to deliver something to a house and when I walk in the door there are people in the rooms but they are not recognizable and they are spread out. Then someone tells me to write my phone number on the wall and he points behind me. I turn around and it looks to me like a giant chalk board with all kinds of numbers on it. For some reason I become very uncomfortable and want to leave, as I'm walking to the door, I'm suddenly outside and my car is driving off. I chase after it and I see my dog running after it too, then I see my daughter and she tells me run mom, he's coming. I turn around and someone is running towards me, I start running up a hill and it begins to rain and I'm having a hard time trying to catch my footing going up hill. As I get to the top of the hill the person chasing me grabs my ankle and I fall and turn around to push the person away and he lets go and he is clawing at the mud and I shove the person head down in the mud, then I wake up.

For the past 2 day's I've had similar dreams. They are both different, but the same thing happens in some shape or form. In the first dream, I was with a choir. It was a big day for us. A big performance was coming. Before the performance, though, we had to sing while someone took pictures. I remember my picture being awful, my mouth was open way too much. All most in an unnatural way. And then we individually sang a song. But I didn't know mine. It was for a grade, so I would have to take it again sometime. Then I was on a roof. Kind of a balcony on the roof. A tall glass building. I'm guessing about 10 stories up. And a girl said it was time to retake it. She had a camera. For some reason, I didn't think I was supposed to sing that song, which I didn't know. And I remember a song in my head. In reality I've never heard of it. It was completely new and it sounded like it could be an extremely popular song. It was a pop song. And the lyrics were really good. I was going to sing the song, but then I suddenly forgot it. And I instead sang Sweet Escape. The girl interupted and told me I wasn't singing the right song. I remember in the dream feeling constant embarrassment. There was a lot more in the dream, that right now I can't quite recall, but that is all in the dream about the choir. In the second dream, I was back in time. I was, I'm guessing, around the 1930's. In reality I'm 15 years old. But for some reason in this time setting my mom was younger. I can't recall how younger. Anyways, I was in a school. I had gym. And I remember being rather unpopular... but that doesn't matter. Later on, I had a big choir performance. On stage, big crowd, lights out, everything was about to start. I was on the top row. There were only four other girls there with me. We were all on the left side. All the other rows were crowded, but there was a clearing in the middle. We were singing Ring Christmas Bells. For some reason, my voice was awful. I sang quietly because of it. It was out of tone and scratchy. At some point the girls and I on the top row were going to do a little routine. I didn't know about it, but I went along with it. I went on the other side. Me and one of the other girls were supposed to spin around each other. From this point imagine the stage from a side angle. The rows of the stage horizontal. She thought was supposed to go right and me left. But for some reason I knew I was supposed to go right. I was determined to stay on the right side. She kept on giving my a funny look. Obviously signaling for me to go to the other side. I didn't. We briefly bumped into each other before she went on the other side. At some point in the song, the choir was supposed to be quiet. I didn't know and continued singing the song. Rather quietly, still. But people heard and gave my funny looks. I stopped, embarrassed. Somehow, I managed to get in the row below. I noticed because when I looked up, I couldn't see the audience. The row below had lots of tall boys that I couldn't possibly see over. Nor could anyone see me. I was the only one at this row. I liked that the audience couldn't see me anymore, then I couldn't embarrass myself anymore. Now go back to viewing the stage vertically. I was still on the left side of the stage. On the right side, a row below me began a group of African Americans. They continued for another few rows. One of them was signaling at me. Trying to tell me to come to her, that she had something important to say to me. I knew her. I reality, I knew her from 6th grade. I was in a different school then. We weren't really close, I don't even remember her name. We were classmates. But in the dream she was a random girl. I didn't want to go to her though. I liked where I was, where no one could see me. Plus it was still in the middle of the performance. I didn't want to draw any more attention to myself. And to get to her I would have to jump over a chair in the middle clearing. Yeah, there were chairs there, like the ones at movie theaters. And once I got to her the people would easily see me. There weren't any tall people in the row below her. I changed my mind, however, when a really tall African American girl sat in the chair in front of the one I was supposed to go to. I then went to her. At least once I got there no one would see me. From there the dream was a blur. I don't remember what she told me. Also, since my first big mistake in the performance, especially the little routine I messed up with the girl, our choir teacher would beat me. Like how teachers did to students back then. Even though I didn't see the teacher, I know what she looks like. I've never seen her in reality. She was an old, skinny, wrinkly lady. Her gray hair is back in a tight bun. She wore an old victorian black dress. Long sleeve and turtleneck. And she carried a teachers stick. The ones they used to hit children back then. And I just knew she was glaring wholes through at me backstage throughout the performance. There was a lot more in this dream too, but this is everything about the choir. In reality I do have choir. But I sing good and never had a bad experience with it. All the choir teachers I've had were real nice. I think these dreams have a more intense, abstract meaning behind them. Any dream experts out there? Please help.

I had a dream that I was in a grocery store and there was this really tall lady and she had a charter chubbier daughter. The were walking to be, she looked me dead in the eye and said something in Spanish and knocked me into a wall. Hey I called. She turned around standing right in front of me and said she was going to beat me. For some reason I was in shorts and she stuck her nails into my leg and began to hurt me I tried to find some way to make her stop. She was making it bleed. I watching and saw people walk by I would yell and try to get there attention. A store clerk noticed and walked over to me with tears in my eyes I had someone ones attention. She let go of me. I nailed her in the stomach making her bend over and slapped jereaving a mark as I ran away screaming curses at her. I lost both my shoes running and she just followed the blood trail I left. After finding a great hiding spot she stood dead in front​ of me getting a fist full my shirt and lifted me of the ground. Centimeters from her face she said she would kill me. I woke up as her hand drew closer to me. I woke up and now my leg hurts, from where she Wes digging into it

I ordered the same meal in 2 different resteraunts and it was terrible both times, in the second resteraunt i fell asleep and they took my plate away while iwas ssleeping so i could not complain for some reason i had a musical instrument that also appeared to get wrecked, and then i didnt make it to work and i lost my job