The dream.

Well what can i say, at first i used to be a typical nowadays girl. Being distracted by the things which go with the flow. Evrey single day i'm going through problems and i'm feeling angry of the whole world and i'm just upset the whole time. Fights with my parents with my sisters and the whole family. Till that day i woke up.. Had a dream about me my dad and that we died. And i saw how sad my mum and sisters were. And i was crying for real in that dream. It was so painful that i wished if it was a dream in the dream it self. Through that pain and tears and my family is crushed by the loss of two. Comes the time where we were barried in the grown. It was so dark that i couldnt see my own hand. Its not a normal darkness at least at night i can see at leat a thing. And the obnoxcious voices that were there. It was so noisy and so crowded thus i cant feel a thing. Then comes two tall really tall things talking in a wierd language. In that second i found my self with my dad with these tall ppl and now i understand what they say. This time they were saying that i'll go to heaven and my dad to hell. I was so scared that i felt my body hair was stnding and it was so cold in the same time. The other one said the dad is going to hell since he's older and his good deeds and bad deeds are the same. And the girls is is going to heaven since she got more good deeds than bad ones, and her age is helping since comparing to her age the bad deeds are really high. But the good ones are tripled from the bad deeds. And i was puzzeled.. Mmmm i know daddy is a good man how come he's going to hell. Out of a sudden i woke up...
So since that morning i found the good person in my heart and soul :) and i thank God i did.