Crash.

I died last night.

And I saw myself die. Or dead. I saw myself dead.

I died of a car crash. My head rested on the steering wheel. It was a stupid car crash, and I died.

I saw beb, papa, mama, my aunts. Shocked. I think they were shocked.

Mama held on to my ankle. Though I knew she couldn't see me, she held on to my ankle. Papa cried. He told me he loves me.

I was crying. I woke up crying.

It was one of those very lucid dreams. Ones that you can remember every little detail.
I haven't had dreams like those lately. I usually forget about my dreams, good or bad, the moment I wake up. T'was weird. Core-shaking even.

I died last night.