I think the dreams I had as a teen when I was "coming of age" had to be the weirdest.
One dream was so vivid and bizarre. I dreamt I was standing in between two caskets. One had a little girl-- maybe 8 years old-- and the other one had a very old lady. I stood in the middle appearing as I did current day (as an early teen). The dream helped me start to gain an interest and understanding into the meaning of dreams.
For me, this dream was reflecting the end of my childhood, the beginning of my adult life, and my new sense of mortality as I began to understand life and death a bit more at that age. It was also a dream of feeling as though I was in an inbetween, it was confusing and I had not decided yet who I wanted to be, what parts of my old self I stil wanted to carry along and whih parts I no longer needed anymore and outgrew.
It's this dream that I thought of when I started my hub on dreaming of death.
It's pretty wild to remember a dream I had about 20 years ago!