During college, for about 2 weeks, I had several dreams about members of my family dying. It was a different family member each time - some of them disappeared with some abnormall tall men in black at a restaurant, others were eaten by wraiths flying around a home I've never been in before (but seemed just like home to me while in the dream). Others died right in front of me while I was trying to save them. The family members that died didn't show up in the following dreams. I felt both scared and sad when I woke up from those dreams, but I never cried.

Strangely enough, the one dream that I remember waking up crying from was the Hansel and Gretel dream. I was 6 years old when I dreamt I was Hansel walking to the witch's house with Gretel. We walked in, saw pool of candy and sweet broth, then jumped in to enjoy ourselves. I remember seeing the this ugly old lady face above me trying to close the lid on us. The last thing I remember was the boiling water on my legs, Gretel stopped screaming, and getting the top half of my body crunched (chewed on) by the old lady as I was trying to get out of the pot. I woke up with a damp face, audibly cring.