Dreams door

I dreamt a white goat was in my house ..and i asked it to leave..it left through by back door but couldnt jump the fence

A famous political leader (Lindsay Graham) was murdered in the basement of my childhood home. The home was bigger and cleaner and much nicer. He was sirrounded by a clear plastic box and the gun was in a smaller box next to him. It was set up to look like a suicide. I called 911 and waited for the police by the front door. The plastic box was empty (like an empty coffin). A man jumped in to show that no one was there. No one believed me. They thought I was hallucinating or a liar.

I was in a big family and we were all being murdered by some with a doppelganger who used mirrors. I was a little bit. I also had a dog who was almost killed by having a leash stuck in a door. I was hidden in a secret room right before I woke up and the man who helped me in the secret room was killed immediately after helping me like a sacrifice. I woke up in a big panic and felt like my nose was full of blood but there was none.

The dreamer identified himself as a bisexual man of 23. In one common set of dreams, dreams he had several times, he was in a desert and next to a lake. Sometimes his wife was there with him, sometimes he was alone. Once he was there with his mother and his sister. In one dream the lake was surrounded by a wall. He never seemed to take any notice of the lake. It was there but he never drank from it or did anything with it . . . . The scene changed to his parents' apartment. He noticed a new carpet on the floor which he liked and just as he was beginning to enjoy looking at it hundreds of squirrels ran into the flat through the front door and there was a lot of confusion with all his family members running around. He left the house and was stumbling toward the intersection with cars coming from both directions. One car was followed by a large van that was towing a house. He picked up a piece of a broken object that he found on the street, ducked into a garden, and enclosed it in a cellophane bag and placed it gently in a pool of water.

I dreamt about two guys in my house that were supposed to be my Dad and my Brother. However the guy did not look like my father and I don’t realy have a brother in real life. They got into an argument and then the brother started testing the father’s patience. The brother looked at us and took a knife and started cutting his face by slicing the skin off from the sides. He kept saying “You think I can’t do this huh?” Then he pulled the layer of skin off his face, bleeding everywhere . He was trying to imitate another serial we encountered, to prove something to the father. From my side view I could see messages pop up of some woman sending laughing emojis mocking his appearance. I got afraid so when they were distracted (talking about the bite of 87) I jumped out the back door and over the fence to escape with some money, but by then the police already arrived. I don’t know who called the police.