posted on Jun, 3 2007 @ 09:54 PM
I did once, and it was quite the emotional roller coaster.
When I was 17 my step-father passed away quite tragically. The night before he died, we weren't exactly getting along that great. So after he
passed, I was a little messed up over the loss, and for how things ended. The dream that I am here to speak of began about five or six months after
the passing. One night, I had a dream where he and I were sitting down talking to one another. It was as if I was awake. This wasn't a
conversation we had in the past, as some of the stuff we talked about had happened to me since the passing.
His face is as clear as the sky is blue to me to this day, from that dream. I can still here his voice to this day from the dream.
After the first night, I was shaken up over it and had a tough time focusing through the day. The next night I fell asleep as usual and fell right
back into the same dream. The conversation picked up right from where it left off the night before. It carried on for several hours and I talked for
hours about myself as I had the night before. Rather than awaking suddenly as I do in most dreams, he told me to take off and we hugged. When we
released the hug, I woke up. This carried on for another four nights. I wouldn't tell a soul about it as I was scared they'd laugh at me, but I
found myself going to sleep earlier and earlier every night. And each night, I went right back into the dream where he was waiting for me.
It was around the sixth night when I finally realized that I spent the whole time talking about me and how I was. So it was during this dream that I
tried to question him on how he was. Now I said already, and I want to reinforce this point, that in every other dream we always parted ways together
and hugged before I would ever wake up. On this night though, when I began to question him on how he was, everything faded quickly and I woke up very
Thing is, when I woke up, I was sweating profusely and crying hysterically.
I can not explain this and I'm not even sure why I was crying. But the second I woke up, I was already crying and had been for some time as my
cheeks and sheets were slightly damp.
It was very strange.
To this day, I've never had that dream again.