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The Day Before The Funeral

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I barely remember part of my last dream from last night, which took place mostly at my parent’s house during the day, as family members from my mom’s side of the family continued to gather/arrive at my grandfather’s house to prepare for my aunt CE’s funeral tomorrow.

At some point I was inside my parent’s house probably in my brother’s KD & TD’s room and I remember opening a door / portal that looked like a regular door, but it was floating in the air & it was at an almost 45 degree angle or something like that; and I think that I could make it appear & disappear by thought, but I am not sure.

I opened the door and it led to the funeral home or place where my aunt CE’s body is, where they prepare the body, and her body was mostly or completely prepared for the funeral tomorrow.

I went back through the door to our room and I remember showing one or more of my brothers the door/portal, and my aunt CE’s body (which was mostly or completely prepared for the funeral tomorrow).

My brother’s KD & TD seemed and/or acted younger & I remember one of them crying when I was joking/playing around with one of them & they barely bumped their head on something when we were on the other side of the door/portal where my aunt CE’s body was; and then we went back through the door/portal to our room.

At some point a woman came to temporarily stay at my parent’s house for some unknown reason, her dad was a preacher like my dad, and her dad knew my dad.

I probably showed her and my mom the door/portal at some point but I am not sure, and I remember my brother GC asking me if I wanted to go to A tomorrow; and I said yes, but I reminded him that we had to go to the funeral first, tomorrow.

I went to ask GC why he wanted to go to A tomorrow, but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr 🙂

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