Hello all people! I would like to tell you about my strange experiences with my point of view mainly dreams. The first strange dream I has was when I was 13. I had a serious crush on a boy in another grade. I only admired him from afar, not wanting to make a fool of myself, despite my friend's bugging me. One night, I had a dream that I was on the school grounds, sitting on a bench. An unknown woman came up to me and told me to say hi to Greg. I pondered this until I finally asked my crushe's friends. His name was Greg, and he had emotinal problems because his mother died recently. This shocked me very much. I specualted but came to the conclusion that Greg's deceased mother had visited me.
The next dream happened more recently, about a year ago. I was visiting my Great Aunt in Charleston. She owned a historic house, with a cemetary near by. I was staying over for a week, sleeping in a guestroom. One evening, I was sitting in bed reading a book. It was dark, and my aunt nagged me about reading in the dark, and how it's bad for your eyes. I was reading when I heard a clicking noise went on. The bathroom light was on. This didn't scare me, I just thought it was an electrical problem. 2 days later, I was in the kitchen and my Aunt was in the livingroom. When I came out, she had a funny look on her face, and stared at the stairs. She said that she heard me coming down the stairs. We were the only people in the house that day. When I went home, thinking of the creaking stairs, I had a dream that there was a little boy running around my aunt's house. I was chasing him, like he was my little brother. He then ran up the stairs and disappeared. I called a week later, and my aunt said that a little boy was killed after he fell out the upstairs window.
A few months later, my Aunt died. She lived a long, happy life. A couple weeks after the news, I was shopping with my friends at a certain store, where a lot of stuff was broken by little kids. I found a beatiful candle holder, but found a chip in it. " Nearly everything here is broken" I joked. One of my friends was staring at the floor. A doll that looked like a Christmas angel ( it was christmas at the time ) had fallen on the floor, right after I said that. My friend said it fell by itself. My aunt always had a sense of humor.
Thanks for reading!