I had a dream that I had died. I was shot, and there was blood everywhere, I started to convulse, and I could actually feel myself dying. Then, I was like a walking ghost. I could see my family and stuff, but they couldn't see me. I tried to write my mom a note, but what made sense to me was just jumbled letters to her. Then, I walked into the bathroom where my 2 year old son was taking a bath. He could see me! But, I couldn't touch him or pick him up or anything. So like I'm crying through the whole dream because I can't even hold my baby anymore.
When I woke up this morning, I cried till I about got sick. I don't understand why I would dream this!
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