A few minutes ago, I had a bad dream. I don't know what this dream means. I was. There was a funeral at a very close relative. My cousin, whom I'm very close with, suspected that I'm the one who killed the person who died. The person who died was, even though I'm not sure, was a very close person to my cousin. I'm not sure if that was a brother or a sibling. My cousin suspected that I'm the one who killed the person. And my cousin shot me on the head. Upon shooting me, I fell, and I could see myself dying. I thought I was dying. It's like I left. I told him, I remember saying to him, that "you killed me(his name)." And I remember making a prayer, asking God to forgive my sins and just praying that I go to heaven, not hell. It's like I was walking. I don't know where I was going. And then this car came. It had my cousin and other people who were there. They took me. I don't know where they took me because if it was a hospital, I don't know what kind of hospital, because I was not examined. But all in all, I became fine. And I remember telling my cousin that I forgave him, even though he did not ask for forgiveness. Then I woke up, this dream kind of scares me