Have you ever had a dream where it felt so real that you didn't know you were dreaming?


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A couple nights ago I had a dream about my mom. For those of you who don't know, my mom passed away in August 2004. So having a dream about her can be, well, soothing but at the same time haunting.

She was standing in the hallway. She didn't move, didn't speak; she just stood there. She was wearing an outfit that she had had made for a special occasion. She was also wearing a sort of cape that had fur along the edges; it was black and it had a hood which covered her face.

In my dream, I had woken up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, and, when I walked out, I saw here standing there. I stood there in disbelief and a great fear came over me. I stood there for a couple of seconds continually saying "nnno...nno...no...NO!" I started to cry and rushed passed her (because she was near my bedroom door). And as I rushed, I said out loud to myself, "This can't be happening....this can't be happening...no!"

She grabbed my arm just as I was about to enter my room and I totally freaked. I mean, I knew it was my mom, but I was completely terrified. She has been dead for 5 months now, and just to have her come out like that in the middle of the night and grab me freaked me out!

She yelled at me (well not yelled at me per say but you get the idea) telling me to be quiet; she was afraid that I might wake someone. She pulled me towards her and said, "come with me." Trying to break lose from her gripm, I said, "No! What are you doing here? You're not supposed to be here! If they see you they're going to--"
"Shh...come on, come with me" she said once again. I continued to sob and I guess it angered her because she let me go....I'm not sure how that happened...the point is that I managed to run to my bunk-bed where my sister slept. I climbed on top and pulled my blanket over my head. I had a mixture of fear, sadness, confusion...etc...

Somehow I must have fallen asleep because I again awoke (in my dream) moments later. Someone was poking my back and when I turned around to see who it was, it was my mom again. I freaked out. She was trying to touch my face--you know, in that motherly sort of way, lovingly--but I was scared and I refused to let her touch me. I try to get as much away from her as possible, while she continued to insist for me to go with her. I sobbed and asked, "Why are you doing this?" and she didn't respond. She got irritated and left once again, leaving me sobbing on my knees.

I was able to compose myself and I tried to go back to sleep. Just as I was dosing off, I opened my eyes only to see her once again at my feet. I just whispered, "stop it, please!" and began to cry again. She responded, "Don't worry, I'm leaving. I'm taking the kids with me ok?" I said, "ok" as if it was the most natural thing for her to do. I didn't think anything of it in my dream.


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Keep in mind that throughout this whole dream I didn't see her face. Since it took place in the nighttime, I only saw her shadow. But I knew it was her all the time. It was so weird; but what's more weird, is that I didn't wake up crying. One would think that I would, but I didn't.

I don't know WHAT to make of this dream. I don't know.....Any of you have any opinions?