Write Your Dream

dank dream
I was still in college (aka, present time) and somehow-some-why I was walking towards my high school. I think I was intending to visit the place as in real life I've been meaning to do it for a while, and help around the tech class voluntarily. But around my way to the front of the school- still on the sidewalk near the road- some dude was talking an announcement with two other dudes around him looking like his underlings albeit he could've also passed as some underling.
The three were older- probably mid-40s- fairly scrawny, straight out of the meth house kind of look. Their hair and voices were raspy, their skin was wrinkled and sunk in, and one of them had eyes that bulged outwards as if in a craze. Had they not had the features I described, they would've blended in as standard looking people for their age. Just not in a public school setting.
I was still walking by when I saw them, holding a binder with some papers stacked on top and a backpack. I don't know why the papers weren't in the binder, but that's beside the point. Some few moments later as I drew by closer I could make out that all three of them had a weapon, and that there was a truck parked near the side walk with two people on the back with heavier duty weapons and a driver. They all looked nearly the same as the three outside talking nonsense.
At this point I dropped my shit and booked it; thankfully my dreamself had the brain capacity to fucking run. A few short moments later I could hear gunshots behind me and some screaming and kids running in the same direction as me. The school is located right across a residential zone block so I was easily able to just jump over and take refuge in the sea of yards and homes. I quickly found a porch to hide under aside a mountain (location wise, it doesn't make sense in reality but that's how it was). 
Few moments later, it was dark, and the shooters were around searching (because somehow I knew that, and cops weren't around wew). Then a girl from my class showed up under the porch with me. I guess out of nervousness she started to talk and laugh semi-quietly, and I tried to shut her up but it was near impossible. After a moment or two, she'd start it up again, every single time. It eventually came to the point where I decided to go find a new hiding spot. I crawled out under the porch, then made my way towards the nearby hill/mountain, and then found myself between two of the dudes.
They shot and I felt a red hot sensation on the back upper corner of my head.
GG, the end. I woke up jittery.

I helped a friend blow up the school and some supermarkets dream
We were in class and we were learning some electronics stuffs. Not sure what or what for exactly, but that was what we were doing. My friend was going off on a tangent and building his own thing, and after class he asked me if he should blow up the school.
For some reason I said "sure" but he needed to test the bombs first, so I decided to volunteer and hook it up to a mini-mart (like a gas station shop). Then I did. Then it blew up. Then he blew up the school.
Another classmate was able to speculate who blew up the school, but it seems like the mini-mart thing went unnoticed or classified as a separate incident. I didn't say anything and the dream pretty much ended with me contemplating whether or not I should take the blame, or see what my friend does, because it's likely that he might pull me in after the mini-mart explosion.

Confirmed I'm probably ISIS sleeper agent.

Pro piano player with a missing mom, reunited in the afterlife
This one is a bit hard to explain. Basically, it's the apocalypse- not sure of what nature- and I'm roaming with my brother (I think). My past is that I've been adopted by a family because my birth family couldn't take care of me, and I have never met them before nor do I know where they live or what origin they come from. "Baby on the doorstep" style. Anyway, me and my friend are walking abouts the wasteland and are searching for a means of survival. It should be noted that it was very common to still see people roaming the streets. This goes on for a few days, actually, but suddenly we wake up in another location that we later determine is off the border of Canada or something and that we were robbed (had none of our previous stuffs).

We also realized that while in the middle of a street, there were no buildings around, and only one small hill off to the side. Over that hill, there was nothing. It's not that it was barren, there was grass everywhere and nature seemed to flourish just fine, with minimal trees and a constant breeze.
Yada yada, we walked down the road for a long time before we came across a shack that had a tomato farm growing, so we took refuge.
Then I found my mom, determined it was the afterlife (because she said so), some emotional stuff happened, and then suddenly I was reborn to some alternate universe where my mom didn't abandon me (no father (I think)), and I was able to see my brother and sister. They were trying to play the piano but couldn't, so I hopped on and played it like a boss.
Then it ended.