I had a dream recently. I dreamt that I was dead and became a ghost who went back to my class to visit my pupils. Some pupils were able to see me while others did not know of my presence. I quickly hush my kids not to alarm the rest and to keep quiet. They were not scared of me but were happy to see me. And then I woke up.
I'm puzzled as to why I had such a dream and I actually remember the dream. Deb says death speaks of a new beginning. How true is that?
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