A Shooting and A Death

Date: 2/12/2019

I dreamed of my good friend Carol and her son, Brandon. He had gotten involved with some really bad friends. He told me that he would leave them alone, but then something happened. Brandon was standing on my parent's front porch when someone drove by and shot him. He was bleeding and felt as though he would die. I told him to hold on and I would call an ambulance. He said that he didn't want to disappoint his mother and put her through any more grief, so he took out a knife and slit his wrist and died. I woke out of my sleep with tears running down my face.