....I sat up, because I could have sworn that yell was real. Pulled my boots back on and walked to the shop, and 5 minutes later my dad did in fact have a heart attack while climbing a ladder :prayer:
There was another nasty dream a few years before that, where I had a dream I was being attacked by a dog, and a few hours after I woke up I did get attacked by a dog. I hate dreams, Sooo glad I don't dream very often.