I had a dream last night.
I was going home and as I arrived the gate, there were two adult men on a motorbike. The passenger made a bad joke and I got mad. He held his gun and shot me once at the head, then another one to make it two gunshot.
I felt like floating in the air. The feeling was so real and everything was so fast. I got in the hospital but I’m not yet dead, I was just in coma but I felt so real with my body unable to move. Then I thought about all the mess I left like my laundry so I fought so hard to wake up, clear things.
I woke up with a heavy breath. That was so real.
But to be honest, I wish it was true.
To be dead is a priceless heavenly feeling. You are…
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