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.
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