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Well, it started out as me and my dad were in the kitchen. We were cutting up some food. I dont know what it was, or what started anything, but we began to argue. Suddenly, he got so mad, he cut me with the knife he had in his hand. I remember I grabbed my shoes, put them on, and began to walk toward my grandparents house, since its just down the road. When I got there, they were ignoring me. I thought that maybe dad had called them and told them not to talk to me (Even thought they hate him, and would never do that to me.) if I went over there. I remember after a day or two, I went back home. Everyone was ignoring me there too. The next thing I know, we were in a funeral home, and people had kept ignoring me. I remember feeling so angry, and upset, that I began to scream at the top of my lungs. Everyone seemed shocked, and scared. Then the priest walked up to me and asked me who I was. "Im Nicole Billings." I said, crossing my arms, VERY pissed off. Then she told me "Nicole Billings? But that is who we are having the funeral service for." That is when I woke up. I remember I was trembling. I dont know how I died. Maybe I died from blood loss, or someone killed me, or maybe my dad had found me and killed me, I dont know. All I know is that I was dead. That dream was really weird and scary!