Date: 11/29/2016
By willowhasebe
Last night, I had a dream that I was pushed off a swing set. Apparently, it happened too quickly and I was instantly killed by the pressure of falling on my neck. The next day, I awoke in a daycare with the body of an eight year old. I'd been reborn into the body of a little girl. It had apparently been years since my passing and everybody was still grieving. I had a different name and body, I wasn't recognizable and no one took me seriously. Seeing the pain and suffering of those affected by my death was awful. I have never felt more lost and confused in my life.