About a year or two ago, I had a dream, I was walking in my neighborhood, it was dark, and the sky was orange red. Like it was sunset, as I continued walking I came across a home that was on the corner. I stood there watching it, when suddenly there was an explosion, the house caught on fire.
Shortly after, I saw a shadow come out of the building, and this shadow carried a black aura, it began to destroy, everything around me, and it took us to the sky, the sky was a mixture of black, blue, a light orange, and it had some form of a glow to it.
The shadow then grew wings and spoke a language, I didn't understand at first, and then from nowhere I began to glow white. I began speaking that same language.
We were arguing, about some battle, and some destiny. I looked around and than at my hands and I also had a sword, there was some symbol, that I had never seen before and at that moment the shadow flew towards me and I woke up as soon as it was about to attack.
The next day, that house that caught on fire in my dream, had actually caught on fire. And it turned out something did explode. I told my mom, but she called my crazy. I haven't told anyone else, and I'm hoping I could find some answers on here. What does it all mean?