In my dream, my dad killed my cousin. I was sitting on my floor when my dad said my cousin was coming to kill us all. I was hiding in my attic the whole time. In another dream, these people were sitting up my road and they had a sniper gun aimed at me. They looked every time I went in my room. They eventually came to my house to try to kill me. I don't know why all of my dreams involve my death. I'm not afraid of death either.