See I would agree with that, however when I was 16, I had a dream within which I was aware that I shouldn't have been able to float above a bedroom, and was aware that I was looking down on a bed I'vld never seen before, in which my youngest cousin was laying, clutching a stuffed Clifford toy, and within seconds watched her stop breathing and heard a man say "She's gone."

I woke up covered in sweat and tears and hyperventilating from crying in my sleep. I remember the clock said it was just after 10am, and when I got up I found my other cousin (who has autism) being watched by my younger brother and apparently our moms had left. This had never happened, ever, and they didn't say where they were going.

When they came back, I knew immediately that our cousin had died just like in my dream. The looks on their faces will probably haunt me for the rest of my life, but yeah, my 7 year old cousin had apparently had an inoperable brain tumor, and her mom was a psycho bitch that refused to let any of my side of the family around all year, so I had no idea until I literally watched her die while floating above what I assume was her bed, but I'd not been to their house since they moved. they did say she was hugging her Clifford.

I've seen her twice since then. Once on the first Thanksgiving after she passed, she kind of popped up in the living room. She just kind of smiled at me, didn't sat anything, just smiled. I ran into the bathroom and cried, and in the way home my mom said she and my aunt had both heard a little girl laughing when they were outside smoking, which was at the exact moment I saw her in the living room. I was alone because their just left the house.

Last year, I was feeling very down because it was coming up on the first anniversary of my father's death, and I was thinking about all the people I've lost to cancer, and realized that my son was then the same age as my baby cousin was when she died. My husband was working late so I went to bed alone and gave myself a little cry, and had a dream in which I was in a dark room with no doors or windows or visible light source, but for some reason I could see my cousin right in front of me even though there was no light.

She just started talking, told me she was alright and I'm going to be alright, and to stop worrying and feeling sad about things I couldn't have changed, stuff like that. And then I woke up and cried a little more.

Anyway, I really don't feel like that's just my brain making shit up.