Dream of Death
One night when I was three or four I had a dream. I was an angel in a church. I flew into the auditorium and saw people wearing black, sitting in the pews. I looked behind me and the ground started to fall into pitch-black darkness. I half woke up and went back to sleep.
When i was about 10 or 11 my great-grandma died. We went to the funeral service held for her. When we went into the church I froze when we got in the auditorium and started shaking. IT WAS THE EXACT SAME CHURCH IN MY DREAM!!! I asked my mom if i had been there before and she said no. After she said that i didn't even bother to go up and see the body in the coffin.