Scared of planes

Date: 7/18/2018

I had a dream where I was going to Melbourne with my dad and most of his brothers. The first plane I went on was shaped like a Z and I sat and the very back with these older guys. The plane kept nose diving and got so close to the ground and was still somehow traveling really slowly. That really got me scared of planes in the dream and when we were going back home I didn’t know whether we were going on another plane or not. I was just sitting in the car and I didn’t know where my dad was driving me to.