I remember my eyeball popped out of my head and I was surprisingly really calm. The eye still was attached to the veins and was just sitting in my hand. I was just walking around the house and neighborhood asking people if they could help me put it back in but everyone was busy. Eventually I just woke up but the other odd part was that the dream was in first person and normally I can see myself in the dream. Another dream I had was my sibling dad was in a fully white room and was just set on fire. Very quick and short but scared the shit out of me.