The death of a boy in a dream

Seeing the death of a boy in a dream indicates that some unexpected troubles will arise, being in a dirty and chaotic foreign country, payments will be made regularly, seeing ingratitude and disloyalty from people you work for and value, gaining bitter experiences but using these experiences positively for the future, spending the earnings you earn for very auspicious and beautiful things, happiness and promotion. According to dream scholars, you will achieve what you dream of in return for your efforts; happiness, it is interpreted.

Also, seeing the death of a boy in a dream means that he will get rid of his problems and troubles, he will make a huge profit that he never expected while he is experiencing great despair, things will start to go bad, he will get the reward of his ambitious hard work and profitable investments in time by getting less tired and working less to come to the top of his job, he will earn much more with every step he takes and he will live in peace with his loved ones.

Psychologically, seeing the death of a boy in a dream means that he will make huge profits that he never expected in a business that he will enter as a partner, he will not leave him alone, he will have worldly goods that are legitimate and acceptable, successes will knock on the dreamer's door in a very short time, he will experience great happiness in business and family life and he will have very good days, I am waiting. He comes to my room, he takes off his mask and cape - someone I have never buried before - and comes to me. I stand without fear I don't remember much but at first he acts nice and I'm bleeding even though he knows it's bad. I have a phone next to my leg, I think he sees it and suddenly takes it. Then he gets into that evil spirit and doesn't act nice but I'm still good towards him, I even caress the wound on the side of his cheek. At that moment he points a gun at me and says where's your father. I say he's at the police station and he tells me to go and get him. I open the front door and say if I can't come, I'll be arrested, I'm not old enough to go out, I say. I see my father as I'm going out the door. We immediately go into the living room and close the door. I say dad is trying to kill you. Then I take a gun out of his waist. He points the gun from the door and I turn it in the opposite direction with my hand and my father intervenes, finally it explodes and bounces off the walls, my father says get out of there. Then my father takes the gun and I say how long will he go to jail. I count to myself, then attempted murder is interpreted as a person having troubles due to arguments arising from very small things in the family.