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CHAPTER EIGHT
The Dream
One morning, I sat on the edge of the mattress with my elbows on my knees and my face in the palms of my hands, as I tried to create the strange dream, I had last night…
'I passed by a crowd of people inside and outside, crying and cursing God for taking the life of a man and his wife after the death of their four children who died mysteriously, six years ago. I kept wandering without stopping when I heard a loud voice say, "People are quick to call me many inappropriate names for something they think scares them. But the truth remains that I am the Alpha and the Omega; They are my children and I love them. Their work on Earth is finish
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