Dream About Lost Friend And Nostalgia

I was 17 again. I was hanging out with Ravane. She was kind of liking this nice guy we met at this place. (It was like a hangout zone for teens, sort of like a mall. But no one was shopping where we were. Also there was a beach lake like Nashville shores outside) we were walking around and decided to sit at a table. Then I spot Alexander. My other bff. I felt some distance in our relationship at this moment so I rushed over to him( probably because I haven’t seen him since high school, 12 years ago!!) I brought him back to the table Ravane and the guy who liked her were sitting at. I sit next to Alex. We got along well and he made me laugh so hard like he always use to. We all 3 got up and decided we are going outside to the beach (it looked just like Nashville Shores, lots of trash) we picked up the trash a little bit but stopped because there was too much, so I decided I was going to tell our RWB group we should do a volunteer trash pick up one day to clean up the beach. We walked along and it was 11 before we knew it. Ravane and me and Alex walked to her car. I spotted this girl look at Ravane, but her hair up, get 2 other friends and rush outside to fight us. I told her we need to get in the car quick because I saw what was about to happen. We do and she drives off in the other direction. We start laughing and we thought the girl was just jealous because Ravane didn’t do anything. Suddenly I was in an old ghetto apartment building that was falling apart. I couldn’t find Ravane and thought maybe this is where she lives now? It was scary inside. So I walked and my feet felt very heavy. I walked to the end of the hall where a little boy about 4 years old threw a ball at me and just stared at me. I had a creeping feeling someone was following right behind me, so I followed the boy into the open apartment door. It was all burned and black inside. Aunt Terra (Ravane aunt and caretaker in high school) was on a burned bed sitting up. I asked where Ravane was and she said oh sweetie, she’s been dead for years remember? She reached for my hand as I began to sob. She told me she hears All the calls and cries for Ravane. Many people morn her. She started playing my voicemails I left her. I sob so hard I wake up in real life crying. I miss you Ravane. And I miss being 17.