Maybe Just Odd Coincidence

I had to leave work early today. I felt really weak and sick to my stomach for no apparent reason. I got home and tried to eat some food then layed down for a nap. I ended up sleeping deeply for around 2 hours. In that sleep I dreamt I was someone else. I had 2 friends (who I know are my friends in the dream but once waking up I realize I have never met them), and we were in a mall somewhere then all of a sudden we change, and we can't tell what happened. Then somebody comes by and says "We're dead now, we got shot, if you don't believe me, follow the smell of your own dead body and there you will find it."
So we do that, and it's strange I can smell this in my sleep...we find our bodies on the ground. My 2 friends seem to accept this pretty easily however I do not and I want answers. I find this piece of paper laying on the floor and somehow know it was dropped by the person who shot us. I go to touch it, to see what I can feel from it, but my friends are screaming and crying for me to not do it, saying that it is too dangerous, etc... I touch it anyways and I see through the shooters eyes and it's really f*cked up (pardon my language, don't know a better way to describe it), a horrible blend of sexual aggression and violence I have never felt before, but it sucks me in and I can't leave, I am stuck within him somehow.
Then the dream changes and I am me as I normally am but I am going through all of these strange scenarios that are left over emotions caused by bad experiences in my past, left within my subconscious (I guess you can't ever fully get rid of them), where I myself have also once been overpowered by sexuality and aggression, not to the point of wanting to shoot anyone, but it was showing me how it has all tied into my own self-destruction.
Anyways I wake up and go to read the news and some guy shot a bunch of people in a mall today around the same time I started getting sick and had to leave work.
It made me think of another dream I once had. Where I did not really exist like everyone else did, I was kind of like a ghost, and was just floating around observing, and I find myself in a small building where there is a teacher and some young girls. I remember watching them and thinking of how well behaved and intelligent they were, then someone begins to bang on the door. The teacher goes to open it and I see a man with a gun. I try to defend whatever is about to happen but I can't touch anything, anyone, can't be heard. I try to rush towards him but I go right through him, and when i'm through him, he shuts the door and i'm left outside. I hear gunshots and screaming and know I have somehow failed. Then I am floating over a field and see a man sitting in the field crying (it is my boyfriend at the time, we have since then broken up). I go to him and ask him what is wrong and he tells me that he has sexual thoughts about young girls and has done things with young girls before that he knows he should not have done and that he wants to be normal like everyone else, he wants to be forgiven and move on.
I tell him I am disgusted with him and I can't believe he would be like that, that i'm ashamed of him and that anything bad that happens to him is his own fault. I then wake up...
Then a few days later the incident where some man attacks a bunch of school girls at an Amish school happens, and it turns out his motive was that he was also into young girls, wanted to change, but felt like God had not forgiven him, that the fact that young girls exist and that he had sexual thoughts towards them were actually a punishment from God and he had to kill them to get rid of it......
This is all kind of crazy and I am not able to make good sense of it. These are not the only seemingly precognitive dreams I have had.
On one hand I feel as if I am being warned, but of course it is all too late, I have no idea how to reach these people, how to make any of it stop, so the only conclusion I can draw is that it is trying to demonstrate to me what needs to be done in order to help myself and those that are close to me in matters of the heart, since maybe it is all intertwined somehow...Like how you find yourself muttering hateful things under your breath to the woman in front of you in the checkout line, you know, the slow moron who can't count her money for shit....maybe the same judgmental rage bred from that is the same that causes another's to fester to long and make them blow up, behave like demons........Life and emotion is very fragile.....
And yes i'd like to think that normal every day people are different from a sexual predator or violent criminal, you have to realize they got that way somehow, they lost control, and it's f*cked up how people don't even realize how much control they really do have over their lives. They make f*cked up, seflish decisions on a regular basis because they honestly think it's the only way.
Anyways I am rambling..
Good bye.