Suicide - Dec. 15

I had a dream that I was traveling with my grandma, who was driving her red van. She went down this hill, but the van started sliding. She wouldn't stomp on the breaks, I looked her in the eyes, she didn't look human (they were gold colored/beer colored eyes).  We were headed between a house and a building, which had a pool in between them and a ditch beyond that with a bunch of trees.  I screamed, "I am not letting you take me with you, I have a son to care for!" and then I got in her seat, sat ontop of her and slammed the breaks, which sent the car sliding sideways, but it stopped.