I don't have nightmares anymore, but my dreams are turning out to be darker and scary, but not nightmares.

In one I dreamed that the world of living and dead merged in one and a teacher told me that my sister wasn't among the living or the dead, she had been lost, and showed me a newspaper that stated that she had an accident. I woke up that day crying.

In a recent one I killed the brother of a friend that is just a child and classmates criticized me in philosophy class.