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I suddenly appeared in the center of a carinval a week after I died. My best friend was happy after she found Me there and hugged me and cried, but I was practically empty, I felt no love or fear. I had been torn out of heaven For some reason and everyone was so happy I was alive, but I just wanted to find out how I was ressurected and why. I lived with my parents and my dads mentally challenged step brother. Everyone in town treated me like a miracle and Then people started dissapearing from town and turing up dead, and I figured out that my step uncle was the serial killer and that my parents had been oblivious for years. I went to my old childhood friend's house to tell her I was alive and she asked what heaven was like, and I told her all I remembered was warmth and rest. I went home after confessing I came back from the dead wrong and then my step uncle tried to kill me and my family, only letting me stall because my previous death and screwed up past intrested him. I was finally able to get and then got emancipated from my parents.

I am in a coffee shop or diner. It's very busy. My friend works there and I sit at the counter eating breakfast, and drinking coffee. It's early morning hours and dark outside, and snowing. All the waitresses have pony tails and aprons on. Surrounded by waitresses or women. My ex is eating breakfast with is friend, my friends husband. I'm nervous and fearful he will see me. I'm really scared to see him. My heart is breaking because I want to talk to him but I'm afraid. He see's me and I act like I don't see him. I turn away from him and talk to his friend Scott. My ex stands behind me trying to get my attention. He puts his chin on my shoulder because I have my back toward him. He comes up behind me and holds me very tight. I won't turn around. He talks to me. He asks me if I still love him. he tells me he misses me and thinks about me, and he says he loves me. I finally turn around and break down crying and put my face on his chest. He hugs me tight. I feel relief. I feel loved. He drops a bag but ignores it and continues to hold onto me not letting go. I stoop down to pick up the stuff and it's cakes, doughnuts, cheesecake, cookies, candy and he won't let go of me, his arm is still around me gripping me tight. I give him the stuff back and I finally tell him how much I miss him. He rejects me and tells me it's over and walks out the door, and I start crying. I chase after him and scream in a high voice how angry I am that he has left me there crying. He laughs at me. Some girl calls and I answer the telephone, her name is Diana, she asks my friend if I'm okay. We realize she is my ex's new girlfriend . I feel rejected, and ashamed. I feel I have no pride left. My boyfriend had bangs, his hair is brown and casually styled. Very relaxed. He's wearing a greyish blue sweatshirt and jeans. Hes carrying a white plastic bag full of sweets. He is shocked and happy to see me.

I dreamed that I was in my father's old business. I was walking up the stairs from the basement and was carrying a load of laundry on the stairs. I did not stop to pick up the laundry. I left the laundry on the stairs. As I came up the stairs, my brother tried to push me down the stairs. I did not allow he. I walked through the door into the store. My brother was standing on my right side and he was dressed in black. He yelled at me to get out of his store. I looked to my right and saw my dad's friend who died smiling and was very happy. I saw my mother who died, looking at me with a bitter sweet smile on her face. She was wearing a rose coloured blouse and a black skirt. I saw my dad on the other side of the store. He was happy and whistling and selling a lady something. I looked at my mother and asked her why? I started crying and I woke up.

I was holding a baby showing the child off to people who were around me in what looked like a living room. Cradling the child in my arms I excused myself from the main room and walked through a hallway towards a bedroom. Josh was in the room with a few guys and they were playing video games and talking, just hanging out. I said something but I am unsure of what I said precisely. Josh looked at me, glanced at the child and replied with a nod. I left the room and then the scene switched. The child was a female, approximately seven years old, and she was running around at her birthday party. I was sad but I wasn’t given a clue as to the reason why I was sad. I just sat there on a bench outside staring down at the grass and only looking up to smile when the child would ask for me to look. I never was able to clearly look at her face. The scene switched. I was in a house, another party. I was holding a tray of mini sandwiches and talking to all the people who were there. Everyone seemed happy. Then I saw her. Same height as me, long red hair with streaks of black that she no doubt added herself, small petite frame with a round face, pale skin, freckles. She resembled both me and Josh. She was beautiful and she was mine. I put my arms around her and kissed her cheek. She said to me, “Mom, it’s ok, I love you!” I pulled away and looked at her. So gorgeous. Then it hit me. Josh was not here nor had he been for a long time. He was gone. It was never made clear why he wasn’t present anymore.

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