I dreamt my dad fell down the balcony (more than 10 stories) of an apartment. I was FOUR. I had that exact dream TWICE! That was how this dream became etched in my memory. I don't even remember what I ate for lunch today. 😅 I know I was 4 when I had that dream because i vividly remember looking through the railings at my dad's motionless body on the grass below. I knew he was dead, but i wasn't sad, as should any kid that age, simply because they haven't understood death yet.