Sometime, last year in November of 2015 and at least one other time I had this dream that was kind of scary in a creepy/weird in a different kind if way. I was kind of creeped out by
It after I woke up. Maybe because it had felt real? I was a mom named Alison or it might have been Ashley. But I'm pretty sure it was Alison. Anyways, in the dream I had two daughters one was named aria, the oldest and another named was Valerie, a baby.
I remember what the part of the house looked like that this dream took place in, but I do not know how to describe it, except it was all white, I can remember taking a drink out of a white coffee mug and I ended up dying from the poison in it. I then came back to life a few minutes later, I walked down this white hallway, down to the kitchen. The kitchen was also all white. I was feeding the baby I think it was baby food. While I was doing this there was this mirror on the wall, next to the white high hair, on my left.
I can remember not looking at the mirror because I did not want to see a ghost and I didn't want to see who I was or what I looked like. Another reason why this dream was so weird was because I was not myself in this dream I was someone else.
The baby Valerie was probably around a year old or a little less, but definitely old enough to sit-up by herself. She had big, blue eyes. Dark but bright. She also had white skin, but chubby cheeks and she had light brown hair.
The husband was the one who poisoned me in the dream, by the way.