The End

Day: September 14th
People Involved: Family
Number of Dreams Remembered: 1
Length of Sleep: 4 hours (nap)

I was at some sort of body of water with the family, when we heard news that one of us was injured or dead. My family said that it would be very unfair and unjust if it was me who was injured/dead... maybe because I'm the youngest.
It turned out to be me.
I was dead. I was still able to talk to my family, and embraced each member... but once they started trying to figure out how I died, I was not able to talk to them anymore. It was announced that I drowned and I tried to explain to my mom that that's not what happened. She just walked away and couldn't hear me anymore. It was one of the saddest moments I've experienced in a dream. I could see my entire family there, but they couldn't see me.
Despite the sadness, I decided I should take advantage of the situation... but before attempting to fly, I did something else, which I can't remember now. Whatever it was woke me up.