Hannah was in my dream last night. She and I and a bunch of people went on a ski trip. A bunch of people she knew, I didn’t know any of them. For some reason I was the only one that knew she had died, and I was crying, and I could feel the tears freezing up on my face. After some people had left to go get coffee and hot chocolate, she talked to me. She took me into another room and apologized. I was stunned. I was the one that was upset, making everyone’s day worse. She then continued to say that felt bad for not having spent more time with me since the accident. (Of course when she said this, she had a much more lengthy reason, but this was the main point). She said that Lyz is doing better, but it’s still hard for her because she hasn’t moved on yet. I told her I understand, but I still miss the hell out of her. She gave me a hug, and we must’ve sat like that for a good 10 or 15 minutes. The she said “Hey, I wanna show you something.” We went over by her stuff and she showed me pictures. I saw some of them before at her wake, but others I hadn’t. She looked so happy - in the pictures and when she was showing me them. She then said. “Brittany, I still love you, and I’m still here. But you should probably go before anyone realizes that you’re the only one alive here.” She walked me to a cliff where she said “Just walk off the ledge, and you’ll wake up.” I gave her another hug and took a step off. And then I woke up.
