They don't stop, they don't go away. They have this feeling that I can't shake for days at a time. I don't have anyone to talk to about them and it is driving me insane. My dreams and eating me from the mental state to the physical state. People either don't believe me or tell me it isn't real, but they are real. My dreams are VERY real. I keep having dreams of Death. I keep dreaming of people killing each other or an innocent person killing so many people by knife or by gun. This morning I dreamt of a little five year old girl with two adolescents. They were getting guns and wearing the darkest of dark clothing. I remember their faces and that's what scares me most because when I dream about faces something bad happens to those people. I'm not some psychic or anything like that, I just listen when something happens as it pertains to people in this reality. Continuing; I spoke to the little girl and I asked her what was wrong, why they were going out with guns and such. She said, "I'm doing what I have to do." and then they left. I started crying to myself and I had told someone I trust, and that person told someone else. Before we could go get her my dream switched to the side of officers circling a house- not the one I was in. When I realized I was waking up, all of the houses became empty, the town deserted and the dream kept flickering between houses. That hasn't happened before, but I'm glad it did, the girl didn't have to do anything or get hurt. I don't know what it's like to have a good dream anymore. I haven't had one in months and they are always short-lived. I've tried different things to get them to go away, but they always happen.