When I was 9, I had an amazing dream. I still vividly remember it. My aunty, who had been really sick, was smiling with joy, wearing her wedding dress, running through a green field surrounded by cartoon characters.  I bounced of bed the next day feeling really happy. The same night, at about the same time, my mum noticed an overwhelming smell that reminder her of her sister. It upset her as we all knew she was really ill, so she got out of the bath. 5 minutes later she received the phone call that she had passed. I know she came to say goodbye to us that night.