I had a dream that I had been murdered, along with all my friends. We spend the dream trying to find the killer and in the end we discovered them, and we all needed to die. I was sleeping on a diving board. I did NOT want to die, I was scared. But my mom called me a wimp and said that everyone dies. I basically procrastinated a long time, I cried because I missed my boyfriend who had been murdered, but finally there was nothing to do but let it happen. It was like slowly disappearing, and when I was almost totally gone I ran into my friend's room who was also dying. We held on to each other, and sort of drifted away.