My experience occurred on my birthday. I had just lost a friend in a motorcycle accident a few months back and it had hit me pretty hard. I've never told anyone about this experience until now.
It happened on my sixteenth birthday. I didn't do anything special, because I didn't want to. At the time I was still very depressed about my friend, Jeff, who had died in a motorcycle accident. His death had been fast but still very frightening. He had been alone in the woods riding his motorcycle on the trails. He always thought he knew everything and he thought that he didn't need a helmet. Needless to say, he had been wrong. He had apparently been going really fast along the trail and he had run over a root from a tree. He fell backwards and his face hit his back tire, it burned a lot of skin off of his face. He came down on his head and instantly, his neck broke.
Anyway, I didn't really have many friends because I was an anti-social person at the time. Jeff had basically been my only friend and he was dead. So, for my birthday wish, I wished that he would be alive again.
That night I went to sleep and I had a dream that I was walking along the trail where Jeff had had his accident. The setting of the dream was at night, so it was pretty dark. When I got to the spot where he had been killed, I stood there and not long after that, he came riding his motorcycle along the trail. I saw the headlight from the motorcycle and I remember yelling 'Jeff, you're back, you're alright!'. But as he got closer I wasn't so happy to see him anymore. He stopped his motorcycle in front of me and stared at me for a long minute. He wore the clothes that he had worn the day he was killed and his face had burn scars and his neck was all twisted. He told me to hop on the back of the bike but I told him no. I think that he understood. He said goodbye to me and told me that he would be waiting for me. That was the last I saw of him. I never had a dream about him again. Some days I wonder what would have happened if I would have hopped on the back of the bike. I know that I'll never know.