We were playing Basketball.
I was playing with my brother.
My brother who passed away
a long time ago.
My mother was watching us.
My mother who passed away
a long time ago.
Then I woke up.
My brother was picking me up.
He was picking me up to be with him.
He was picking me up?
Is it my time to go?
Is this really what's suppose
to happen to me?
Brother, I am very confused.
Please tell me why?
Then I woke up.
I told her about what I dreamt about.
She was shocked.
Because that same night,
she dreamt that I died.
S. J.
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Hello! This was about my uncle's dream. I spoke to him earlier and he told about his dreams. I was shocked and afraid but it's a good thing that he's still alive right? So yeah I planned to share this here. Thanks for voting xx
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