Dreams young

My estranged daughter was sleeping in my house in bed that is not mine, her ex wearing all white was walking upstairs to join her. Older alienated granddaughter was in my bed with the kitten ( I was going to get her a cat should she come to live with me). Younger granddaughter that is very ill stayed at their house with the nurse. Also in my garage 2 very old cars that belong to tgem

I was driving my car along the road leading to my neighborhood where I think I made a bad maneuver and bumped into a car entering the road through an intersection. I then woke up in front of a house in a neighborhood comprising of mainly two-story homes, I think the sky was cloudy. I then noticed a young, unfamiliar man. He also saw me and told me that he found and helped me. For I moment I thought the collision was a dream until I saw my car in front of me, its right side was bent in a curve. I panicked and screamed, condemning myself for letting this happen again (I was once involved in a very minor collision before). As I cried, the man a few feet away noticed and asked why I was upset. I showed him my car and he jovially claimed that he could fix it. It was with this that I realized he was a mechanic. I felt relieved. Although, I remember being concerned about the cost but did not ask him about it. However, the car that I thought was my car now looked different; instead of black, it was a light grey. I think the sky had gotten brighter but I'm not sure. I then noticed what was actually my car nearby. The damage to it was not major, only the part of the right side very close to the front bumper was dented. I tell the man that this was my car and not the other one and then he says that he can fix it even more easily. The relief I felt earlier magnified. The dream ends here.

A young guy spit on my face twice

I am outside on the street and see a young handsome boy with dark brownish hair and his skin is light brown. He looks like Middle Eastern boys. He is 4 years old, I know. He is with two other girls which are his sisters. One of them is 6 years old, the other I think she is smaller. I ask the boy: "What is your name?" He answers: "Ibrahim" I ask him if he want to come with me so I can take care of him and he directly comes with me.

I keep dreaming im nine months pregnant and worried because im young and do not know who the father is....and then i wake up.