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So when I was a wee little lad, my mother used to rock me to sleep on a
hammock because that was the quickest way to get me to fall asleep. One
night while she was alone in the house with rocking me to sleep on the
hammock, she was tired and accidentally fell asleep on the floor while
rocking the hammock back and forth. she then had a brief dream in which
she saw her elder sister, my aunt, who passed away years before I was
born. My aunt supposedly walked up to her sat down in the dream,
comforting and telling my mom to go to sleep because she can take over
the hammock rocking for my mom. My mom said she immediately woke the
fuck up and saw the hammock rocking back and forth on its own as if she
never stopped rocking it the whole time.

My mom dreams about her dead sister all the time. She just shows up and
tells my mom stuff.

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