Posted on: 2016-05-18 by MagickCupcake

I was at my old house and it was Good Friday apparently. It was night time and there were people in it who are no longer in my life (such as my ex boyfriend and deceased sister). It seems everyone was asleep when suddenly people were breaking in trying to hurt everyone. I got up and helped to fight off the intruders. There was gunshots and blood everywhere. Once the police were called, I remember going up stairs and checking on my baby sister who was an infant in my dream ( she was when I was living in the house at the time) and my sister's dog. My mom came up and whispered,"Found Louis...his brains were blown all over the front porch..." Somehow, Louis C.K. committed suicide on my front porch and my ex decided to take my purple pillow (I can't part with this pillow as I still own it to this day) and place it over his scattered skull. I ran down the stairs and screamed at why did he do that? My current boyfriend was with me and somehow I thought that was bad considering my current boyfriend holds little care for my ex ( I do not blame him one bit) But what was unsettling was everyone that I no longer have a part in my life was there, all under one roof. I managed to leave my house and I was running when the scene switched to this familiar overpass I've driven over and it was winter time.Before my very eyes, I watched vehicles crash into each other and flip off the over pass and people were dying in front of me. I decided to abandon my vehicle and go on foot to find another way home. I woke myself up after that because it was too much to bear. What could this mean? My sister has been gone for almost 5 years now and not a day has gone by that she hasn't shown up one way or another. Often, in my dreams. I guess it is the only way to communicate seeing as her death was tragic in itself. I've longed for closure and part of me has accepted it,but when you lose someone close, how does one ever heal that hole in the heart? If anyone has any insight, I'd appreciate it.