At first in this dream, my mom and I were out shopping at like some flea market or fair kind of thing. Which seemed so real and normal. Afterwards, we decided to go to my aunt Daisy’s house. I was sitting on the couch downstairs in the basement while my mom, my aunt Daisy, and Daisy’s husband, John, were all arguing about something right in front of me while the news played in the background. And all of the sudden John pulled out a gun, and shot my mother two times in the chest—right in front of me. And all my aunt Daisy said was “It had to be done.” So I just sat on the couch, balling my eyes out uncontrollably while looking up at John and Daisy. John said “You need to go home, now!” and then said under his breath “God, i’m never going to hear the end of this now.” I got home and just thought about how my entire life was about to change, I’ll have to rethink going to college, my dad will probably marry another woman, i’ll have to go to therapy for watching my mother get shot, etc. And that’s when I woke up from the dream, back to reality. I woke up in the most panic i’ve ever been in, I quickly looked at the time and saw it was 3:34 am. I got up right away to check on my mother, thankfully I found her peacefully asleep in bed. It took me awhile to fall back asleep, and I still keep hearing those two gunshots. I should add that this isn’t the first dream I’ve had about my mother dying, but this one was the most intense. I just feel so uncomfortable telling people who know my mom, Daisy, and John. But I really needed to get it out there and need some advice or guidance.
Thank you for listening.