Thread: Did I Have A Lucid Dream........or What?

I would like to share two recurring dreams that I've wondered about for most of my life. Maybe someone can help me understand what they mean.
I was born in 1946. I began having the dreams when I was six years old. At the time, I lived in a house that was beside the Santa Fe railyard. This seems to be an important fact in the dream. Here is my first dream. I am walking home from school one afternoon and when I arrive at my house I find that no one is home. My parents and brothers and sister are all gone. I walk next door to my neighbor's house and knock on the door. No one answers. I open the door and go inside. I walk all through the house calling out but no one is there. I go back outside and stand on the front porch feeling very scared and alone. Then I hear a train coming into the railyard next door. I am suddenly panic stricken and I crawl underneath the neighbor's porch to hide. I hear the train screech to a halt and I hear the release of steam. Next, I hear footsteps coming and I see tall black boots walking all around. Some of the boots step up onto the porch and bits of dirt and dust fall down through the boards of the porch and I sheild my eyes from them. I remain very quiet, trying to control my breath. After awhile the boots all go away, and I hear the train begin moving again. At this point, I wake up. During the time I began having this dream, I also began to have an irrational fear of the trains that went past our house many times a day. I would feel panicked and would run and hide myself so that no part of me could be seen from the railyard or the train. Even at six years old I recognized that this behavior was odd, to say the least. So, sometimes I would sit in the swing in our front yard and tell myself that I must not run and hide. I would be determined to sit in full view of the train as it passed. Always, at the very last moment, I would be compelled to run in abject fear and hide myself. One day my mother saw me do that and questioned me about it. I told her I was afraid that the "EE's" would get off the train and take me away with them. I have no idea why I thought they were called "EE's". I knew absolutely nothing about the war or the Nazi's.
At some point my dream began to change. In the new dream, after hiding underneath the porch for what seemed like days, I finally came out. I was tired, hungry, thirsty and very, very frightened. I went walking down the street hoping to see someone, anyone but there was no sign of life anywhere. Now, on my street there lived an old lady called "Grandma" Thornberg who was rumored to be over 100 years old. She lived in a huge rundown old house in the middle of the block. In my dream, as I walked, I heard a voice call out to me. I looked around and saw Grandma Thornberg waving to me from her window. I was so happy to see her I went running to her door. She quickly pulled me inside and told me that I must not be seen outside. She said we had to hide and be very quiet. She took me to the attic. The one small window there was painted black. There were some small scratches in the paint and if I put my eye up to one of them I could see the street outside. Grandma went down the stairs only once a day to empty the chamber bucket into the toilet and bring up some fresh drinking water. Every three or four days a man and a blonde woman would bring a couple of bags of food. It was always food that could be eaten without cooking.......hard rolls, cheese, sometimes there would be salami. In one dream they brought oranges, six of them and Grandma would cut one in half. She would give half to me and eat the other herself.
I don't know how long these dreams continued, months.....maybe a year. But after awhile they just stopped. I've always wondered just what they meant. As a child I knew nothing about the war, or the Jews and such things were not talked about in our house. There were many many details in the dreams, like the lace curtain which covered the door, the woolen shawl Grandma wore, the painted wooden cupboard she kept our food in, etc. Could these dreams possibly be past life memories? Could I make myself have this dream again and go further this time. Could I find out what happened?