My dreams... Oh God..

Well last night I got in a fight with my uncle and the night before I stole a cop car in New York. I really don't ever have happy dreams... Why? I have a lot of stress. I stress sooo much. A few weeks ago I was walking through my grandmas house and she pointed a shotgun right at my forehead. She made my parents stand and watch my brains get blown out. I remember a long time ago... I had a dream that was just like Final Destination. I dreamed in my dream that I got in a huge 30 car pile up.. when I stopped my vehicle I watched all of the cars speed past me and then BAM! A huge explosion happened... I couldn't leave. I was frozen. I had to sit and watch it all.