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I was in a dim room. I could see a person in a straight back chair. The oerson was slumped forward slightly so that hair hung over his/her face. He/she wore aa gown like one woyld have on in a hospital. It wasn't white but looked old, yellowed. I was standing several feet away and viewing this persin in a profike view from their left side. I felt I wasn't alone and could sense someone was standing with me. I asked "who is that?" but never received an answer. I asked twice more with more urgency. I never received an answer. Then I saw someoneor something dancing around the person in the chair. It turned to look directly at me as it danced around. It was wearing a long white dress, aapron ir something around its waist and had wild red hair. Its smike was enirmous and red. I suddenly thought of a witch and they seemed to sink lower as if into a lighted hole in the floor. I felt the one standing with my say I should pray and I heard words that didn't seem to come from ne but around me say, "peace, healing, love, hope,... I don't remember all the wirds that were praye. I awoke.

My mother and dead father were whispering at my kitchen table. My children were trying to hear what they were saying, and I told them it was not polite to eavesdrop on Grandma and Grandpa. Then a wind blew through and my blond hair blew off my head. My son started catching my hair. It was like wisps in the wind. My dead father also caught some. I asked my son if I could have my hair back please and he handed it to me. I looked at my father and said, "This isn't right." He looked right at me and said, "No it isn't." The I reached for the hair he had caught and instead he said "I think I'll hang on to this" and smiled at me like he used to.

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