This is the story of my dream. I wonder if it is true.
After he passed away, I usually dreamed of him at night. Maybe I missed him so much so it was expressed through dreams.
I attended a buffet feast. I did not know these people. But, I still joined their celebration. I saw him eating burgers and fries. We were sitting in the long table. I asked for a small piece of burger and fries. He said no. The old belief said, the foods for the departed beings should not be taken by the living people.
I was in school. I saw him at my school. I lend him my notes. Then, he go up stairs. But passed through the different dimension like between 6th and 7th floor. At my dream, I saw his old gangsta’s look. He looks good at that style.
I joined the paranormal experts for their ventures. I saw him riding a balsa. He is the one who is rowing it to go to different place.
I did not remembered his death anniversary until I looked at my diary and I saw that on the 29th is his death anniversary. In this dream, we are living together as husband and wife. We are happy I think. We lived in a shabby apartment, Oh please! Then, he told me that we can passed through this trial. My dad allowed me to marry him since I loved him so much. Then, my beloved said if we help each other, we can work things out. At that moment, I am looking for laundry supplies because I am going to do my laundry. I cannot find it so I buy new supplies. He asked why did I buy new ones if he has has stored some. Then, he showed to me those he supplies.
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