From Shelley:

A good friend of mine and I where talking one day at work about how we hoped we would die.We both agreed that burning to death was not a way we wanted to go. We were very close and had been for years.

Two days later my friend died when her home caught on fire. They say she confused the closet door for the back door and was trapped there. To this day I do not believe that is what happened.

A few nights after the services it started - the taps on my shoulder, the slamming of doors. I just took it all as being stressed out from losing her.

Then the dreams started. She came to me asking me to come with her. I screamed in anger and hurt that she was gone and I could not go with her anywhere. This happened fop about a month before it stopped. I wonder now if I should have gone with her. I still get the taps on the shoulders and the doors still slam, but she is gone from my dreams.

I only hope she is happy.