Date: 12/13/2018
By nightlight888
I walk to my attic and I see my mother aged 30 years, old, grey. I haven’t spoke to her in real life in over 6 months. I tap her on the shoulder in my dream, she turns to look at me. I have a feeling she is dying. I ask her how she’s been, she pushes my hand away and turns her head. She doesn’t want to speak to me.