20th October

*I had been in some sort of accident and was in hospital being operated on. During the operation I was having an 'out of body' experience and was floating over my own body watching the operation. Things didnt seem to be going very well, and I remember thinking "it will be ok, they are doctors afterall"; all of a sudden the screen flat lined and I realised I had died. The Doctors started to walk away, and I was screaming at them to do something as I couldnt really be dead. Finally the last doctor covered my body over and left the room, leaving me alone as a ghost looking at my dead body on the table. Next thing i knew, I was at home in my bedroom, and thought- that must have been a bad dream. I stood up and walked into my parent's bedroom and they were crying on the bed. I kept trying to tell them I was ok, and I was standing right beside them, but they couldnt see nor hear me. After a while I became very upset and and was trying desperately hard to move something in the room or do something to make them aware of my presence.
All of a sudden, I was at my desk at work, and thought everything must be back to 'normal'. I was starring at my screen, entering a set of papers and I turned to talk to Simon. He couldnt hear or see me either and I started to get upset again. As I was walking out of the office, Richard stopped me and asked me what the matter was. He was the only person who hadn't heard about my death, and therefore the only person who could still see me. I tried with all my might to stop him from speaking with anyone that might tell him I'm dead.

When I woke up I was really shaken up from this dream; although it doesnt sound it, it was very realistic. As soon as I realised it was in fact a dream, I had an over whelming sense of relief.