Heaven

Date: 11/5/2016

A bunch of stuff happened and I think Donald Trump was there, but that's not the important part. I walk into my kitchen and there is a figure sitting at my table. The figure is human like, but it looks like it's made out of a bunch of pieces of black construction paper fastened together. It has gold writing all over it. It tells me that it's going to take me to heaven. It's voice is very friendly and welcoming, not scary at all. It goes on to tell me that out of all the religions, the one that's factual is Buddhism. The way heaven and hell works is that there's a building in New York City shaped like a diamond. We somehow immediately show up there and I see this building, it's enormous and bright white and at the very top of the point of the diamond it has a golden cross. The top point of the diamond is heaven and the bottom point is hell. The figure tells me that I die in my sleep tonight and that is when it'll see me again. It brings me home and I go to sleep. I wake up (in my dream) and I'm alive. I start going through the day (which probably didn't make much sense because it was a dream) and at the end of the day in my dream I go to sleep. I don't know how I know that time passes but it does. Then I wake up in real life.