Friends laughed at my experience so posting here to strangers.

When I was about 2 years old, I had this dream that I still remember vividly. In the dream, I was flying a plane, but it crashed, and I got stuck in a tree. The plane fell to the ground, and there were a lot of people standing around, including a couple I called my parents—my father was named John, and I don’t remember the lady’s name. I died in a plane crash.

What’s even stranger is that I told my parents everything about this dream, like how the plane worked, how the buttons and the engine functioned, even though I was just a baby at the time. I hadn’t seen any movies or learned about planes or foreign names when I was that young.

Since I was a baby, I’ve also been afraid of large leaves and sudden loud noises like crackers, which makes me wonder if there’s a connection to this dream. My parents believe it could be a memory from a past life, but I’m not sure. I’ve always thought dreams are just our subconscious experiences, but this one is different.

Also genetic memory isn't valid in my experience as I'm from India so there's no connection of foreign names.