I saw the body laying on the naked mattress, same dream I had always had since childhood, and it was a a reoccuring dream. I thought it was my death dream. It is hard for an 8 year old to understand and for it to continue through out my life. I knew I was seeing myself dead. That my life was to be cut short but this time I actually saw the face. My dream had an ending with the face. It was not mine by Amy’s, my identical twin sister. I ran to the phone to call her in Italy to warn her. One week later she was dead. I could not stop fate. But it was not the last time I saw her. There is life after death and I can help you connect with your loved ones or help solve a mystery that may be perplexing.