It's pretty ironic I see this thread. I've been up since 5:33AM, it is now 7:39AM, I had a pretty bad dream. The kind of dream that you wake up shaking and crying. I don't usually have such bad dreams but the feelings I got from it were so strong I just lost it. It may sound silly to some but I think describing it here may help me a little and get back to sleep.

In my dream, some man I didn't know, had never met or seen in my entire life had somehow gotten my email and cell # and kept messaging me. I was talking to them trying to figure out who they were.. (I think the man in this dream is recurring because I remember other dreams talking to someone I don't know). Well the man found out where I used to live and I was talking with him. I cannot remember our convo but I do remember his saying "I heard a weird noise.." I didn't find out what he heard but what I thought he might have heard..

We were outside working on our cars I think when he pulled out a pink tote bag and set it aside. I guess it was in my way so I moved it, but there was something inside, it felt like a body. That's where this dream became intense. Inside there were towels and something wrapped up. I removed one of the towels to see a cats black foot with white on the toe. I instantly remembered him mentioning the weird noise and I started to freak because the foot belongs to my cat Sassy. I started crying and saw one of our other cats Bonny and I said "Please Bonny, don't let it be Sassy."

I pulled out the towel wrapped body bawling and unwrapped it. There was Sassy, he was alive. I know I should be happy about that but the look in his eyes. They were dark and afraid... That's when I woke up.

The thing that bothered me now was how I felt when I found the bag and realized what was in it. The pain and fear was so real...

As I sit and think about it, it reminds me of something that actually happened in my life. My uncle was getting ready to leave in my Grandpa's truck. Our cat Pearl liked to lay on the top of the tires.. he backed out and we think he hit Pearl. He heard a weird noise too... and later we found him barely moving. We knew it was close to the end and I was holding him, wrapped in a towel. I was crying so hard as he died in my arms.

It just feels so spooky.. I don't think I'm going back to bed. Sorry for the long post I just had to get it out... :'(