Can Someone help me figure this one out Please
People that know me personally can tesify that my dreams arent just dreams. they are visions of whats going to happen and they actually come true. Some call it a gift but to me its something i wish i didnt have. because when they come they dont stop until whatever i dreamed about happens. and most of the time it's not good.
My dad calls me a prophet dreamer because of a pastor named William Branham. he died the same year i was born 1962. he saw the future thru dreams and they came to pass. every since i can remember my dreams always came to pass. but for some reason im unable to remember my childhood dreams i can only remember the devastating ones within the last few years. they continue to haunt me, even though they've came to pass and have done their damage they wont go away. i dream about something happening 3 days before it actually happens. and when it does happen i feel so responsible because i could have prevented it.
To some people animals are just that.. animals. to me they are my furbabies. When i look at my furbabies i see little kids. they rely on me for everything and i go to great measures to make sure they are properly cared for. We had a orange and white tomcat named Thomas. I had rescued him as a kitten. and he had grown into a beautiful fluffy housecat. always ready and waiting for my lovin or to just play with him. One night in the summer time i had a dream he got hit and died. i didnt think it would come true because he didnt get out. on the 2nd night he did. i tried so hard to get him in but he kept running away from me. my husband said to just leave the window up, he'd come back in thru the night while we slept. so i went in and said a silent prayer to god to watch over him that night. the next morning my dream had came true. it broke my heart severally to see my baby laying there in the road. my son and his girlfriend Nicky came over and her seeing me so hurt asked me to come home with them. they had 2 kittens and i thought being around them would take some of my hurt away so i went. I told Nicky then about my dream and they both said if you dream about us to let us know and i promised i would. my dream about them came 3 days before Thanksgiving of last year. In my dream i dreamt my son got hit and killed on the Interstate. i woke up unable to breathe and was gasping for air. my husband flipped the light on and saw my face. he said i was as white as a ghost. i told him about what i just saw and i said I've got to warn them because i knew they were going to Brazil, Indiana on the interstate Thanksgiving morning to spend the holiday with her mom. My husband Donnie told me it wouldnt stop them from going but i could tell them if i wanted to, and i did. the next morning i called my son to let him know but Donnie was right it didnt stop them. I dont know exactly the whole story but my son Scott and Nicky's car broke down and they walked to the nearest exit to call her mom for a ride. someone else came and picked them up and took them into Brazil to spend Thanksgiving with her mom. when everyone got together to come back with the car hauler to the disabled car to tow it back up to Indianapolis. her mom was killed by another driver who had fallen asleep at the wheel. Granted it wasnt my son that got killed that night. but if i had stopped my son from going, there wouldnt have been a need for her mom to be out on the interstate and she would still be alive.
my current dream is about someone who has done passed. Aunt Betty died this past September. she knew all to well about my dreams and together me and her tried figuring them out. I called her sometimes when i had a bad one and she'd talk to me no matter what time of the night it was. I've never had a dream about someone already passed so i dont know what she's trying to tell me. but in my dream she's standing in a doorway with her hand out like she's reaching for someone or something. I can see what looks like a candle flickering in the background. her hair isnt moving but there must be wind behind her because the candle burns out. and she's saying my name just as the candle burns out and i wake up. I have dreamed this same dream now for the past 2 days. What is she trying to tell me?? this is racking my brain and making me feel like something is going to happen but What!
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