~Party_House_Crew

Don't know how to explain it, but at the beginning of the dream I see my dad talking to this literal monster looking beast. Apparently in my dream my dad was trying to barter and take my place because that beast was there for me because my literal time was up. I walked up to my Dad and this beast and placed my hand on my Dad's shoulder and say it was okay, and started to say the hardest thing I could by saying goodbye. Apparently this got to the beast and he frowned before saying he would give me 30 more minutes to say farewell and wrap up important loose ends.
I started with my Mom, we cried and hugged and spent some of my time just sitting and looking through photo albums. It wasn't exciting, but we had fun. We also talked about our favorite television show.
I then spent time with my Dad, we hugged tight and cried some more and spent some time fishing at this crappy lake. Like usual though we didn't catch anything though but we had fun. My Dad then mentioned of a story he was working on and cried when he got to how he could never show the final product to me.

Just as the minutes tick away and I get into the final stretch before I have to go with that beast, it appeared before me and my family with a soft smile before taking the form it had when he was alive. This creature was my brother who passed always a few years ago. Before he could say what he needed to say I just hugged him tight and cried harder as my Mom and Dad joined in the hug.

My brother then smiled and hugged us all back and said "a minute up there is a year down here you know. Enjoy the time you have."

I woke up at that point in tears and had to write it down somehow, somewhere.

Um thanks for reading this if you did. What would you do if you thought you only (literally) had thirty minutes to live?