Stop Me If You Think That You've Heard This Dream Before...

I think, but am not completely sure, that I have not yet posted this dream. If so, oh well. I had it during Freshman year, and then used it as the basis for my grief essay for Mr. Sussman's class. In this dream, we were driving back from the snow trip and had arrived at Oakdale to stop for something to eat. Darren's car hadn't arrived yet, and Rachel was in his car. We waited a while and they still did not arrive. We went back to look for them and found his car totalled. Darren and the others had survived, but Rachel did not. The dream was so vivid I remember seeing the yellow foam from the ripped seats, the window glass crushed into little squares, broken cds, distended seat belts and airbags. I was very sad that Rachel died.