some strange dreams ive had lately...help me please

Okay, so I have yet another compilation of dreams, both of which have scared the poop outta me, and I think they may be related to one another in some way. Especially since they were dreamed up over two nights. Perhaps somebody might care to interpret one or the other, or tell me if my hunch that they're related is true.

First dream, I had a two nights ago. Although, the dream content is unusually fresh to me to this very moment. Perhaps it is because it is so true to my life, and my previous attitude (for which I have received councelling). In the dream, I am in the sitting room of my house, watching the television. An argument starts between myself and my father, to which I strangely (but not previously, abnormally) claimed 'I'm sick of life, I'm going to go die'. To this, my father replied 'fine'. I stormed out of the room; via a glass door that leads to the back garden. I stand here to watch his reaction, (it is twilight; leading to night) my dad doesn't even look at me. I then start picking up bits of rocks and work on breaking the double glazed glass on the door. Finally I break the first piece of glass with a large rock. My dad gets up from his seat; I run away, and then wake up in a cold sweat. Strange.

A second dream I had was another rather strange one, had last night; although the specific details are rather vague in my recollection, I remember that the dream involved me being tied, (like a dog outside a shop) by two goth like characters. These folks tie me in a room in a second storey in a building, and they try to convince me that of something...perhaps it is something I am, or something that is...from what I have entered in my diary, they believed they were meant to kidnap me, and there was something in the dream that seemed to tell me that what I was experiencing went beyond a simple dream.The details of the dream are vague, and while I remember these characters, and I remember being tied up in a largely empty second storey, with walls; both inside the room and in the halls, painted grey. I do not remember the story of it; until a point in the end where I ran out of the building, beyond a bush beside the front door, and felt the need to wake up. As if something was operating from within the dream; forcing me to wake up. I woke up in a cold sweat.

What's the story with these ones?!?!