Angel of death? He wants me to do something...?

[Social Tears]

Okay, here we go. I had this dream last night, and I wanted to post it quickly before I forgot it.
I am a 13 year old Male. I have been to many physics, along with my sister. Me and my sister are VERY close, and she told me something. She said a physic had told her that in a past life she was married to the Angel of Death, and thus, he visits her in her dreams.
Now, to my dream.

I was walking into a palace-like-place, when I saw, from third person view, the Angel of Death touch me on the back of my head. I died, instantly and painlessly. I arose, as if I was now a spirit, and I started floating further in, since I died only at the enterance in a hall way. I took a left into the main room, and saw a mirror with a pillow at the bottom. Everything was golden colored. The Angel of Death appeared in the mirror. I told him I was dead, and I needed to see him. He appeared out of the mirror, and said that I had tricked him. I guess I wasn't dead. I'm not sure.
Anyway, he was mad. I suddenly woke up, because my stupid mother yelled for me to get up. >:[
I asked for one more hour of sleep, and she agreed. I fell back into sleep. And, of course, there waiting for me was the Angel of Death. His face was like... a TV. It was many things, showing me alot of stuff. I guess it wanted me to see or do something. He was very friendly. He wanted me to do something. I think he wanted me to pass on out of this physical body, or something. A strong urge to be by him... To let him do whatever he needed to do to me...
But now, I egged it on. Since he appeared in a mirror as a ghost, I said "Do you personally think Ghosts can age?"
He said "You just had to keep on egging it" And then he wrote some words on my book I was reading. I noticed I was in a classroom, and he was the teacher. (Again, it notions that he wanted to tell me something)
The words were of meaness. Nothing bad like cusses, though. I wrote back that I was sorry, since now he had dissapeared.
I suddenly woke up, again, though. My mother, again, yelled, so I couldn't get back to sleep.

And he also liked killing people who went in his palace. He though of it as a game, and killed them harmlessly.
But I feel as if he really needed me for something. He wanted me to.. Die? I'm not sure, but I hope everyone can help!

And is this even the Angel of Death, or something else? I really think it is. I feel it. It looked like an older version of me. With Black hair. (I have brown hair)
Ever since, I've had the urge to die. No sadness/depression/cutting involved. I just want to.



Thanks. :]

[Rocambole]

So kid, can you tell me what this angel of death looks like?

And also, we only have one life, so if someone told your sister she had a previous life, you know he is a liar.

Women will believe anything, and trick the men into believing it too, because we trust women too much. They are not so smart.