I had a dream today.
I dreamt that I was on my bed, coughing with dried up tears. I looked at my watch, and it said "Tuesday, the 30th". Then, I saw my hand, wrinkled, and with spots.
I tried to sit up, but I have no strength. I looked at my house, and it was quiet. I called out for anybody, but no one answered.
I felt afraid, and I wanted to pee.
Then, I felt a big sharp pain in my abdomen. It was so painful I cannot even scream. Then the world slowly faded, and I wasn't able to breathe. I felt dizzy and at that point, I knew I was going to die..
And I woke up, trembling. With tears in my eyes, I realized I just dreamt that I died alone.
If I had to die, I wished I would die in my sleep, and not even know if I died alone or not. I would have nice dreams before I go.
I don't want to know.