Today, my class had to write about a vivid dream. I wrote about one I had a few years ago that I still remember. The majority of this journal will be what I wrote on October 4, 2009, the day after I had the following dream.

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Last night, I had the weirdest dream....I died.

My mom was driving, and I was in her passenger seat. She was talking to me, although about what, I can't remember. While she was turned toward me, I saw a semi truck swerve onto our side of the road and smash into the front of her car. Then I blacked out. A while later, I woke up and saw her kneeling on the ground, crying beside me. I stood up and said "What's wrong, mom? We're both okay!" and she acted like she didn't hear me. I walked over to her and put my hand on her shoulder...and it went through her! I looked behind me and saw my own body, dead on the street. I heard sirens, and everything went dark again.

Then I remember hearing people talking, rushed voices, urgent voices. I saw the fuzzy image of people in scrubs shouting at each other and standing over me, then it went dark again.

I woke up, fully aware that something was off. I was at my school, in my Astronomy class, sitting in my seat. Everyone was having a class party for Halloween, talking and laughing except for Erica, my best friend. She was sitting at the table that we share, in her seat, staring forward. For some reason, my friend Ren was there even though she isn't in my class. She was handing out cookies with faces on them. There was one in front of me with Xs for eyes.

Then I was in my next class, English. My teacher, Mrs. Goodson pulled me aside, the first to see me. One day, we had talked about dreams in her class, so this kind of fit. She said that nobody could see me, or hear me, and she couldn't either. But she knew I was there. Then I forget what happened next, but I knew that I was crying.

Later, I was at a picnic table in a beautiful garden, staring straight ahead. Kristina, one of my friends was there, and she was crying. A guy I had never seen before came over behind me, putting his hand on my shoulder. His hand didn't go through me. He had really light brown hair. His eyes were a comforting light blue, and I remember turning to stare at them. He smiled and told me that I was okay now. I get the feeling that he is an angel. Maybe my Guardian Angel? Why would I have one of those?

Later, I remember being back in school, only this time people knew I was there! I talked to Erica, and she hugged me, saying that I was supposed to be dead. I felt numb, and cried again. I told her what had happened, and she cried too. Then I remember myself dissolving and going back to that picnic table. This time, Kristina told me that we were both dead; we died on the same day in two separate car crashes. She died right before me but never went back to Earth as I had. She said that she had no unfinished business, like I did. Then I went back to Earth...

I could visit between Earth and the strange place with the picnic table any time I wanted, until I finished my business. I never found out what it was...