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Another dream

I was back at home with my mother and my sister.  We were laughing and talking about silly stuff.  My house was all made out of wood and the rooms were tall.  Suddenly everyone disappeared being busy with life and I was resting on my bed.  I felt this warmth in my chest,  I am quite familiar with feeling warmth in my chest but this was somehow different.  I went for a bath and while I was in the bath I somehow knew I was going do die. I went for what it seemed a nap and woke up on a dark street.  Walking around I could see a group of young men so ran towards them but they were unable to see me,  I tapped one of them on the shoulder but he wasn't able to see me.  I knew I was no longer alive but this was not how I pictured the afterlife to be.  Another group of young men showed up,  they were playing basketball.  They looked at me and smiled.  'Can you see me?! ' I asked ' Yes, ' said one of them.  'So I am not....?  ' I couldn't get myself to say it.  ' yes you are...  We all are!' He said in a low voice.  ' but why are we still here? ' I asked puzzled ' we all seem to have unfinished business here or are just unable to let go' he said then added ' we're just hanging around for now,  finish you affairs and leave!  Good luck my friend ' he added before he disappeard in the dark night.
I was all alone and lost. 'Help! ' I cried ' I need to leave.  I could feel the warmth around my chest and I begun being surrounded by light.  An angelic presence joined me ' all you need to do is ask for help and I will be next to you to help' she said.  ' I want to leave this place now' I cried.  ' don't you have any unfinished business here?  Is there someone you want to say goodbye to?  Or send a message or see your funeral?' She asked in a loving voice. I could't think of a single thing that would have made me want to hang around so I said: 'No!  Not at all,  can we please leave? ' I  was beging.  ' if  that is what you wish,  it means you are ready.  Let's go ' she was smiling.

'Mommy! ' the voice of my daughter woke me up

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