I dreamed I was laying on my death bed with my eyes closed. Friends and family stood on line and took turns whispering in my ear.
"We love you" said my family.
"Donít leave us" said my friends.
But someone I didnít know, a stranger, was there. He whispered in my ear.
"Your destiny isnít written for you", he said, "Itís written by you."
And then I opened my eyes.
submitted at 11:52pm
25 October 2008