About 2 weeks ago, I had a dream. It was random and stupid, but I dreamt my friends grandmother died, except the lady (the grandmother) wasn't that friends grandmother. Last monday, my other friend, her grandmother past away. I didn't think anything of it. I had never met her grandmother before. But I went to her wake anyway. When I walked into the room with the casket I stopped. In the casket was the lady from my dream. I dreamt about her dying two weeks before it happened. I wanted to break down right then and there because apparently my friend and her family never made it back from their trip in time before she died. I wanted to say something, but I couldn't. I thought they would either think I was nutts or be mad. It scares me. What if I have another dream like that. Even now I want to cry. I don't understand.
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