My Dreams

I was Going to Die

There was a little girl sitting by a running river. About 6 years old, quite small. She had on a little white dress that was thin and lacked any design, and she was looking at the bottom of her toes, at the underside of her foot.

There was a bloody cut she didn't remember getting.

she didn't think much of it, washing her cut in the river.

Except, this little girl dies a week later.

Coupled up at a hospital, an unknown virus takes it time killing her, and the doctors couldn't help.

My mother and I are in the same area. Going somewhere together, not sire where. A vacation, maybe.

I notice that my foot is cut. (I did not know about the little girls death at this point). I was it in the water.

I'm sitting on an emergency bed in the hospital. My mother sitting in the chair directly in front of me while a female doctor stands to my right. I tell them what happens, starting to cry with the knowledge I have now on the dead girl's case.

They want to help. Now, they have a better chance to, since I immediately came in besides waiting for the symptoms like the little girl. I have a slightly higher chance of survival.

They think that injecting me with a local antivirus to another virus may help, but they somehow didn't know I wasn't from this state -  so I didn't have any DNA protections (there's another word for this...) in my blood.

Now, I have two viruses that could kill me.

I'm back in my home state, with one of my few best friends. Cece. She's telling me about the wedding dresses she picked out, and the date she'll be marrying her fiancee.

It's hard to start the topic that I might not make it to that wedding.

I give her the story, about the little girl, about how she dies, the hospital tires their best but couldn't do anything - that I'm dying.

I'm crying into my mothers shoulder, embarrassed to be seen but needing their company, but it's someone that I couldn't place a face to that gives me hope, and tells me something so profoundly encouraging, that in the dream, I felt so grateful towards them.

I went back to the state I contracted that virus, my leg starting to burn with the heat of a fever. My mom is driving us around, looking for a hotel to stay in so we can be close to the hospital (tho honestly, wouldn't I just stay at the hospital in real life? Kinda next to dying, I'd think it would be a better plan XD).

She chooses one that has a bar for drinking (I'm not saying my family has a drinking problem. I just realize they enjoy social drinking). The place isn't swept and its a bit dark inside with dark brown and rose red tints. Kinda interesting to look at.

That's where it ended. Got in a good cry from that. Didn't expect to have to go thru that XD