I was in my bed it was nighttime to the room was dark there was only one thing keeping the light steady which was a candle on the dresser, I remember fake waking up in my dream to a teen my age next to me, he just cuddle with me and then we started kissing, at this time I was so happy and I felt so loved, but then he wasn’t there anymore, I went up looking for him throughout my house and he wasn’t there, I ended up in a different scene, a different house, it had a staircase a mud room and a mirror, it was really messy, for some reason I had a tablet with his face on it and a occupation, I showed them to what I Believed was his mom she swiped the i the pictures and found a occupation that he does and she said “that one” and so I ended up clicking it and it took me to no where, the amount of pain and greave I felt was so much and felt so real! I woke up with a heavy amount of sadness