Last year in August my father hung himself and it was a very sad time for me and my family. There were many questions around his death and suspicion it may of been murder.
I often had so many questions in my head I was left confused and no longer functional.
One night I had a nightmare and woke up feeling unable to move from my bed from fear. Typical for any 14 year old girl. I was scared so called out a few times for my father like I would usually do until I felt calm and at ease. I soon fell back to sleep. I dreamt that I was doing two performances (which actually took part after my fathers death, which my father would of been seeing if he was alive). This part seemed like a dream. After the performances my father came to pick me up. This part is where it seemed so real. We were driving along in this old car. My father had a dog in the back. This is quite humorous because my father loved animals, especially dogs, but had severe allergies to them. Maybe now he's on the other side he may actually be able to have one as a pet.
We were driving along different roads (like rocky, gravel and dusty) talking normally like we usually would. All of a sudden things came to a halt and I remembered what happened and said "WAIT DAD! YOUR DEAD".
He replied: "Yes Lauren, I know, but I need to talk to you" I asked: "So this isn't real?"
Dad answered: "Its real for us, but after it's over your going to wake up and realise its a dream."
We talked about a lot of things and I asked a lot of questions. At the end of the journey the car came to a stop and we looked out upon this great city with tall buildings. He told me I was going to live there one day. He then told me it was time for him to go. We said our goodbyes and I awoke at 6:30, the time my mum would usually come to wake me up for school.
When I awoke I realised all those roads we travelled along were the roads of my life. I awoke and I was at ease with everything and my mind was no longer puzzled. I told my family about this dream and after describing it to my mum, discovered the car my dad was driving was actually was dads first car.
Some people may find it hard to believe that my father visited me in my dream, but I am at peace knowing hes still around watching over me.