When I married for years, God honored me and gave me my big son, and I loved the feeling of motherhood a lot. My son changed my name and became a "mother of so many." This feeling and feeling made me very happy. My son grew up in front of me and I lived the most beautiful days of my life with him and his laughter and even his screams and agitation. 3 years ago I was honored by God and became pregnant for the second time I was very happy and happy, because my son will become a sister or brother I do not know but will be happy and play with his brother or sister a lot and will spend happy times together.

But unfortunately, what happened happened, and what was completed my joy and the child died in my uterus for no reason at the time I was very sad to lose it I will not deny, I hate the looks of people and they Tawsini and tell me my Lord makes up for you, their looks burned me and kill me every day from the inside, My son was five years old. At this time, God rewarded me and gave me another child. He was beautiful but he was black and not like his older brother.

I loved him very much and one day I was asleep and I saw in my sleep that there was a young man sitting next to me talking to me but I did not hear what he was saying. He was like my big son, but he was as old as my youngest son. He was talking and talking and I do not hear what he says at all.

But I heard the last word, he said to me, "My mother" Yes, my mother called me, and here I woke up from sleep once and took my cry asked me my husband what happened, so why cry?

I told him that I saw my son who died in the dream and I wanted to talk to him and join him, he said to me "for you my mother" and because of you I was going to add him to my chest and smell his smell but you woke me up why I took crying hysteria ??

My husband said with astonishment: "Start by God, please, and our child, God will create paradise in the Lord of the Worlds, do not grieve me, but I was very sad and weep for a week. I slept continuously and I refused to look forward to seeing him again, but unfortunately I did not see him. I heard weird voices, the sounds of the wind very high, the sounds of feet in the house, and I saw strange people looking at me and I was asleep. I was afraid to sit at home. I would not deny there are strange things.

On this day my husband was outside and my children were with their grandmother. I was alone at home and I was very scared. I opened the TV on a Koranic station and grew sleepy and grew up and here I saw my son with my new life. I took him in my lap and kissed him.

My son was very happy and told me, "I also love you so much, my mother, and I'm coming to you because I know you're scared, sit on your own, you're afraid, Mom, I'll stay with you till my father comes, but do not tell my father, please, until I visit you again. Tell your father and here he said to me, Come on, my mother, I will leave.

Then I felt my husband wake me up and I was horrified and I see him I can not believe what really happened and when he left and out of the house he and my children and I was alone alone, and at any time I was asleep I see my deceased son and visit me and sit with me, and talk and comfort my unit so as not to fear alone He protects me and protects me So he goes back home and he walks in safe and I wake up from sleep.