Dream 3
The last 2 are reoccurring, this one has only happened once
I'm sitting in a rocking chair, holding a baby, when suddenly the baby dies in my arms (one of my worst fears for when I grow up) and then I see a man who's face is blurry, but I can tell he's my husband because of the ring on his finger. He's calling me useless, and that I'm the reason our baby died, when he suddenly shoves me and I fall into a pit, and I look up to see dirt being shoveled in, and I can't move, it's like I'm dead.
When I woke up there was a little dirt smudged on my face, and what looked like two handprints where his hands were.
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