An account

When I was in elementary school I was around 9-10 years old and one night I had had this dream where I was in this dimly lit hallway that had purple and green lighting I am of first nation descent and at the end of the hall was a small room where I found one of those big animal skinned drums you see at pow wows and a few drummers that I knew were all sitting around it drumming and singing. This dream does not get disturbing until I walk back down the hall and see two doors, one is for the girls bathroom and the others it for the boys, I go to open the girls bathroom and as I open it I see my sisters dead body hanging on a hook that was attached to the inside of the door. Her eyes were open and lifeless and her mouth hung open then quickly my dad comes out of the bathroom grabs the door and swings it shut. I wake up and I was so disturbed that I was shaking and was afraid of my dad for a while after which is odd considering I love my dad and though I do remember the times he would get angry and grab my arm a little too tightly but he would always apologize after and he would never hurt me on purpose so the dream was real confusing.