Nightmares are back again... :(

Just woke up about an hour ago and I can't stop thinking about my nightmare, so maybe if I write it out it'll go away. I had some pretty crazy dreams last night, but this was the last and most memorable.

I was walking on the strand to my house when I saw an airplane down in the water where the waves are crashing. There is a red and yellow rope that is tied to a wall attached to the airplane holding it in place. I look closer and see two small children playing on the airplane. One little girl is actually inside and poking her head out of the window and the other little boy is up on the tail laughing and having fun.The girl is beautiful with a pink ribbon tied in her long beautiful brown hair. Looking down the shore I see their parents and shout to them to get them off the plane. "It's too dangerous and the tide is coming in!" They just look at me and smile. Now the waves have grown violent and the plane flips over. When it rolls back over the children can't be seen, but you could hear them screaming. The screams echo off the metal in the plane and fill the air with fear. I ran out to the plane but the waves were so strong. I yelled for someone to help but no one was around. I ran up the stairs and screamed help over and over again. Everyone has vanished, including the children's parents. The rope is the only thing holding this plane in place but can't keep it from rotating in the water. I ran back to the waves and feel the icey water against my skin. I take a deep breath and swim to the plane with all my strength. Both kids were inside the plane screaming for help. I manage to get inside through a broken window and find the children.The waves still violent roll the plane under the water and throws us back and forth.There is no air anymore just water that has light shining though from windows, now above us. Being under the water for too long the children weren't moving. I push them through the window and just as I was about to swim though something grabs my arm. When I look it's a dead body that is standing face to face with me. He opens his dark firey eyes and says "We have been waiting." Now the plane is full of passengers that turn around. Everyone is dead with their bodies decayed and eyes that have fire reflecting in them. I've been underwater for so long that my head gets light and my lungs start to burn. I close my eyes and think about the children I still need to save. "I have to save the children" is all I keep hearing in my head. Kicking the zombie in the chest gives me enough push to brake away from his grip and gets myself through the window. I get to the air and my lungs feel as if they are going to explode in my chest. The water is so angry and then the waves suddenly stop. Both children are laying face down in the water next to me. With the last bit of strength I hold onto both and swim to shore. The beach is empty and no one hears my shouts for help. Both children are laying lifeless on the beach. I have to make a decision on who to save first. I kneel down to the boy and preform CPR. After the 2nd attempt he coughs and throws up water. I switch over to the little girl. Her long brown hair is matted to her face. I push it away, the pink ribbon now gone, and try to give her mouth to mouth. Nothing is working. I start crying and then see a tear roll down her face. A loud buzzing sound dances ascoss the ocean and gets louder and louder as the waves begin to crash again. It was my alarm. I wake up and immediately hit the snooze. I was still so upset that I tried to get back in the dream. Now I'm just observing myself trying to save the little girl. I watched myself cry and say I should have saved her first. The snooze on my alarm sucks, rings a minute later, and took me back to reality. Without me saving the little girl.