My dad and I got in a big fight on a car ride to san francisco. my sister, mom and my sisters boyfriend were in the car with us and it was super heated im not sure what we were arguing about but it was heated. I said "fuck you" to my dad then didn't say anythign more. Then my mom asked me if i wanted a tylenol and I said "I dont want a fucking tylenol mom"
(this is weird i dont talk to my parents like that ever and we never fight)
we stopped off to get gas outside the city, and everyone in the car got out and went into the gas station my dad was buying gas my mom was off to the side looking at somethign, me my sister and her boyfriend were at the atm. this creepy dude who was like 6'6" and wearing a leather trench coat was there and just stared at my sister and then said "I want to see a dead body tonight."
it freaked my sister out so she told her bf that they should go back to the car so they do, and the guy follows them out. As he follows them out i decide its fucked up and im gonna follow this guy out as well
they get to the car and im standing off to the side and my sisters boyfriend was like "hey man just leave us alone," and the guy was like "oh I'm sorry I'm sorry i didnt mean to scare you", then goes back into the gas station. My mom then comes out and she asks what that was about.
I look back into the gas station and see the guy putting on leather gloves then comes back out with his hands in his pockets.
He comes back out and starts walking towards the car. My sister and her bf are next to the car, my mom is like 6 feet from them and i'm like 6 feet off to the side of her. The guy walks out and says you have three seconds to live then counts erratically saying 5,6,,2,3!
then he pulls out a gun shoots my mom then puts two rounds into my sister and her bf. He then shoots my mom in the head on the ground then puts one in my sisters head as well. I run to the other side of the car and he notices but doesnt care. He takes out a pad of paper and puts it on the hood of the car and writes something then he sees me watching him, I'm about to go around and fucking grab the guy but he walks aroudn the car and BANG
he shoots me in the head, i could feel it but it didnt hurt, more of a shock, then everything goes black and i fall down super fast and hit my face on the ground, but i can hear things. he shoots me in the head again while im on the ground andi feel the shock again.
I was dead and i knew it but i was still having thoughts. I thought about my mom and sister and how they died. Then I thought about how the last thing I said to my mom was "I dont want fuckign tylenol" and i got super sad. Then next thing i knew im outside of my body and can see again i like teleported into the gas station and my dad was in there still talking to the attendant behind the counter and my dad was smiling, which was weird because he was previously so pissed off, then i hear him say to the attendant "yeah sometimes you just have to let things go and apologize, thank you for the advice." the guy behind the counter said "no worries, you have a beautiful family."
I got really sad, like horribly sad and i realized the last thing i said to my dad was "Fuck you."
My dad turned to go outside, and I woke up.
It was one of the more fucked up dreams i can remember having it was so real and so detailed as it was happening it was truly crazy.
does it mean anything? idk, but i do know im driving to san francisco with my family and my sisters boyfriend in september so if we get murdered it was a premonition.
