My daughter died when she was six years old of stomach cancer. Eight days later she would have been seven years old. On that day I fell asleep on the couch and I had this very weird dream. I was at this birthday party and I couldn't see anyone's faces, but I could recogize most of their voices. I heard the voice of my daughter and her friend, Sara. She was speaking to me. She was saying, 'Mommy, mommy. I'm seven now.' Then, I woke up in a cold sweat. The next day I went over to Sara's house because I am very good friends with her mother. When I knocked on the door, Sara answered it. She had a very pale face. When I asked her what was wrong, she said, 'I was at Julie's (my daughter) birthday party last night. She told me to tell you she is seven now.'
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