My relatives from London came to our house and they brought someone else with them too. Everyone was really excited and came to our house to meet this person. I just did not know what was going on, but once my relatives got here (to my house), I saw a man with them and I just burst into tears as soon as I saw him.
He hadn’t even entered the house, yet I was crying and couldn’t breathe properly (in my dream). When the man came inside our house, I stopped crying. Everyone was welcoming him and I knew that it was our Prophet Muhammad PBUH, but was in shock. The Prophet came inside quietly and slowly (looked young) and sat down on the settee that I always sit on. Everyone was talking to him and I just sat there thinking, “Am I dreaming???,” and then I woke up.
