My two strange dreams

I have been having strange dreams lately, mainly two that really caught my attention.

In the first dream, I was working at a retail store at the mall and caught two black young teenage kids shop lifting. I presented them to my boss and he called security and was going to have them both arrested for theft. The kids tried to run away but I threw them back into the room and locked them inside. The young teenagers must of had allot of friends because within 2 minutes a multitude of young black teenagers raided the store over hundreds of them. I guess they all must of been in a gang. There was so many of them that they overran our store took out my boss and security officers. But they were really after me, supposibly I insulted the young kids, I did put on a fight knocking several down but there was too many of them. Once they got me down about a dozen of them literally picked me up and carried me outside and I believe they were about to execute me. But right as they pulled me outside the door I saw a few glaring angry faces them turn into smiles. In fact I knew these guys who were smiling, they were from my urban younglife group and a few from my wyldlife group. They began greeting me in a friendly way because of the good affect I had on them, in the good a brought to them. They began talking to the other guys around them telling them not to execute thier friend (me) But as they held me to the ground, a great dispute emerged and there was a sudden riot over if I should live or die, the huge group split at that moment. Then I woke up

My second dream was rather more unusual. For some reason I was living back at mexico in my hometown. I was working for this huge supermarket that actually does exist called "Soriana". I guess I was a bagger boy or something. I was walking to work but  unlike my actual memory of my hometown Matamoros, there were more larger buildings like those that you would see in a big city. The buildings were destroyed though, holes were in them. I looked at the school buildings and you  could seee walls wide open throughout the multistory building. My city looked like it had gone through a war, every building was severely damaged. But there was allot of traffic and busy streets. I then turned a corner only to see a group of young adult thugs surrounding a car, they were on a street that bordered the beach. Then one of them pulled out a pistol and must of noticed my expression when I saw it. He gave me a menacing look because he knew I was not a part of thier group. The other guys  also noticed me and began making threatening gestures, I kept my face straight but with a more serious look. As I turned and began walking on the beaches sidewalk, a man came behind me and pistol whip me in the back of the head. I  tumble down the hill but laid there for awhile just so they can get off my back, because I knew exactly what they would do if they saw me get up too fast, they would shoot at me. As I slowly got up I heard gun shots being fired across the other side of the sidewalks then the guys behind me began firing back at them. I knew I needed to get off the cross air or else I too would be shot. It was a fight between two gangs and not long after the police showed up at the scene. The guys behind me began shooting at me thinking that I was part of the opposing gang, the cops shot a few rounds at me thinking I was in one of the two gangs since I was a young adult also. And the other gang shot at me thinking I was of the opposing gang. But the fight strictly held between all three of them . I soon found cover out in the wooden docks of the beach, where I watched this violence fight occurin out near the parking lot of the beach. All  three groups seemed to be off my back and some girl about my age was also near the docks watching with me as this was all occuring. We began briefly talking but I couldn't recall our conversation word by word. After awhile I checked the time again, It was getting late I needed to be at work. So I said goodbye to the woman, rushed across the beach taking cover at some points, until I finally made it out of the gunfiring street. I made it to work at the huge supermarket. I woke up right after.

Interesting dreams, sure to have some kind of subconcience symbolism behind it. Both involving work and young adults fighting. If this is a premonition, something unwelcoming is to occur. But its just another dream to me.