I haven’t slept in my bed for the past 3-4 months, only in Julieanna’s bed. Every time I do decide to sleep in my bed, my head come up with all these CRAZY dreams. Foreals, no kidding. The last time I slept in my bed, I dreamt some evil monster from the roof was trying to get me. But this time, it was different. I dreamt of someone I was supposed to forget. I dreamt about David. Here’s how it went:

David and I were sitting on top of a roof together. I was trying to fight my way away from him because every time that I’m with him, we always fight about nonsense and it always ends with me super sad and him super cocky. In my dream, he was telling me about getting married to a girl he doesn’t love anymore because he was in love with me. It made me super happy in my dream that he said that. He kept on telling me how much he loved me and wanted to be with me only. And that he was engaged to another lady and would do anything to break it up. That he was supposed to go meet up with her in a bit and that he would end their relationship right there. There was also this black guy that was always there next to me for some reason btw. So I told David to hurry up and go, and that I’ll be waiting for him to come back and be with me. When David left, that black man told me David wasn’t in love with me. He showed me a book of what David wrote of what to say to his fiance. I cant remember clearly what it said but something like this: “I love you (fiance). I’m in love with another girl, she’s Thai. I was with a Laos girl (me, Dixie) earlier, that’s why I’m late.” The man also told me David was going to die, that was the reason he’s not coming back and he did.

I didn’t get to see him die in the dream, which is good. So mom, Jay, and I were going to David’s funeral. It was at a big farm. The funeral was in a barn, David’s body was at a back house still waiting to get dressed in Hmong (in Hmong culture). I went straight in there and got on my knees and started crying nonstop. No one said anything to me, they just did their own thing. I was just crying hysterically, holding him in my arms. He looked the same; No changes. He still had his spike hair, his beautiful eyes, he was just laying so peaceful and beautiful. I kept on telling him to wake up but he wouldn’t. I just cried and cried. And that was it. I just woke up. When I woke up, I felt like crying really bad, but didn’t. I’m just confuse about this dream. Real talk, it got me really missing David. Its almost Christmas, it’ll be David and I one year of meeting and knowing each other, and we don’t even talk anymore.