I lost a friend over twelve years ago. We were really good friends in high school, but had lost contact after I went to college. He died while I was in college. (I'm 33 now.)
From time to time, I've had dreams about him. Last night's dream was particularly lucid.
I dreamed that I was in my home town's gym at a basketball game. I was walking somewhere, and passed him. He looked the same age as when he died. I turned around because I *knew* he was dead.
He also turned around and had a big smile on his face. He said, "Hi Stacy."
I replied. "Hi Mike.. I think I must be dreaming because you're no longer here." He laughed and said, "You are. But I thought I'd say hi." I started tearing up (both in the dream and real life) and we hugged.
I woke up, my face covered in tears and very shaken.
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