I died once in my dream, I was around 10 at the time..
In my dream, I was a older than I was then, probably 16 or so. I was riding around in a car with a friend and we got in a bad car wreck and both of us died instantly. I became a ghost, but unable to contact those still in the living world. The rest of the dream consisted of me trying to make my presence known to my family, like many fictional ghosts are known to do: rattling things, moving things, that sort of thing. I guess my dream was more about me being a ghost than me dying. Still, it was a little creepy. I remembered the finer details about the dream and never forgot what the car looked like (it was red) and even what shirt I was wearing (tie dye, lol).
__________________
I can't seem to remember now
What it was like- to live life, before you.. symbiont
|