Crazy dream I had last night

Big old trigger warning right now okay! This dream I had involves some sensitive topics and could be a distressing topic to people. 

So my dream starts out with me and my mom walking home from something late at night. It begins to rain hard and we stop at a café that is just closing up shop. The two girls working in the café almost don't let us in to get out of the rain since they are closing up but intense lightening begins and they let us in. Me and my mom stand at the big glass door for who knows how long just watching the violent cracks of lightening light up the sky in hues of blue and purple. 

Eventually the storm subsides and we bid our farewells to the kind baristas for letting us take shelter. Along our walk in the now dead of night we hear what sounds like a parade. My mom immediately realizes that something is off since it was around 2:00 am. She takes me to hide under some tables in an outdoor dining section that was left out overnight. When the 'parade' marches past we see that they all have these huge assault riffle type guns and they start firing them into the sky. It was loud and terrifying, I've never been so close to guns like this before. Me and my mom stayed silent until the last of the men passed us by and then we scrambled out of there like mad.

A few blocks away was when we finally slowed down. The block we were on had tall thick trees lining the curb to the point that we couldn't see the street. While we stopped to catch our breath I suddenly was pushed forwards as something was thrown at my back. It was hard on impact and crackled like a hundred crisp pops along my spine. I screamed at the impact thinking I was shot by the parade, but when I turned around it was only a foam block with a bunch holes carved in it to hold those little popper fireworks. I looked up to see the culprit and found a young girl no older than I peeking out from behind a tree. I panicked and played possum hoping she would leave but she walked out as I stopped my breathing and lay next to me, staring into my eyes. Her eyes seemed to widen and sparkle and the last thing I heard before waking up was her giggling "I love the dead ones!"


Anyway I woke up with a nosebleed after that. If you have any kind of possible meaning to that dream feel free to let me know it. I love looking up dream meanings. 

Idk I might  make more blog posts about my cinematic dreams because its actually really rare for me to actually dream about myself. My friends always joke that I have the kind of dreams that would have inspired classic novels in the 1600's.