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It was really awful.
One of my friends Maxime had just died by getting hit on the head when a roof collapsed on her. A few days had past and I guess I was still in shock so I wasn't sad or anything. Then I went into this cafe and met Rose McGowan strangely enough. I didn't know her or anything, I just went up and said "Oh hiya, you're Rose McGowan aren't you? I love you! Anyways, I won't disturb you" Then I walked off, but she stopped me and said that she wanted to have lunch with me. Anyways, it turned out that Rose McGowan knew my friend really well too, which I didn't know. And we talked about her. She then asked me if I wanted to split the money with her on a bouqet of roses for the grave stone. It was these words that suddenly made me realise that my friend had died and I started to cry and cry and cry. Then the dream continued with her wake, funeral and burial. For all of which I was beside myself with grief. It was just terrible. I woke up and had to think was my friend really dead or not, because it felt so real. Luckily, she's not dead! ![]() |
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