I was at some sort of convention or party. Everyone kept offering me booze and beer, and I drank it...until I reached down and touched my stomach, realizing I was pregnant. My stomach was hard like a rock and I kept telling everyone I could feel my baby. Everyone kept offering me booze even though I had just told them I was pregnant! I refused but began feeling guiltier and guiltier for the drinks I had earlier. A woman appeared. I could see her aura about her. She told me to touch my belly again. I did. The hardness I had felt before felt more like a small stone now. I knew it was a tumor instead. It ended up being cancer.
And the dream ends.
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