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Originally Posted by Hootie
A couple weeks ago I was really upset about my brother leaving for school to Alabama (because I hardly saw him this summer). So I had this wicked dream that shook me to the bone. I dreamt my brother died and his spirit was talking to me in my dream. It was SO REAL that I woke up in a cold sweat and I actually had tears running down my face. I know what I can relate it to: my fears of my brother leaving and our relationship dying. But it was very scary.  |
Another brother dying dream, much to scary.
A summer when both my younger brother and I were staying at my mom's, he'd gone backpacking, hiking with his buddies. I had a dream he'd been killed in a fall. I woke up crying and the house was very still, my mother wasn't home from work yet. I went into his room, he wasn't there and my mind started to click, remembering he was off in the mountains. I wake up slowly, and at first wasn't sure if I'd dreamed it all. I called his then girlfriend asked, um, anything strange in your life? She was used to my family, so the question didn't seen strange. I am glad my mom hadn't arrived then, I would have freaked her out. His girlfriend went with me when we picked up my brother and his buddies a few weeks later at a base of a trail. I was very happy to see my stinky brother and his friends. But we stopped at a motel so they could shower and shave.
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