I have been interested in and asking to be shown past lives and also wondering what it feels like to die. Then I had the following dream.
I was a child aged 9 sitting on an old fashioned train, in a carriage. I was seated next to two other little girls, my sisters. The sister sitting next to me was my son in this life. I was aware of this in the dream and as this was a past life we were aware of what was about to occur.
We were dressed in frilly cotton dresses, pink and white with ankle leather boots and blonde ringlets. We were obviously quite well off, it was late 19th century. We were talking about our imminent death. My sister was trying to reassure me that there was nothing to fear, it would be quick and painless. I prepared myself and then felt the barrel of a gun on my temple, knowing it was my father about to kill us, heard a bang and then everything felt colder.
I realised I was dead and so slipped out of the body. I looked at the little girls and then felt panic that I did not see a white light anywhere. Time had stopped and everything had a grey tint to it. Then I remembered 'God is with me everywhere I go' and repeated this several times until I felt calm and happy. I then decided to start time again and would wait for my sister to be killed before moving on.
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