
I dream a lot and when I dream, most of the time, it is very intense. I wake up in an anxiety attack more often than I should. Anyway, I know that there are some non-believers but from my personal experiences in life....there is a such as a GHOST. Growing up, my mother has told me that I apparently inherited my grandmother's ability to see people who have passed on. Unlike my grandmother though, I don't always see a clear image. A clear image is very rare from my view. I would mostly see dark shadows. The last dark shadow that I believe I have seen, has actually been about two years ago. A tall shadow of a man walked across the hallway of my house, exiting one wall and walking right into the other all while looking my way. With that being said, I had an awful dream last night, more like a nightmare. A friend of mine was murdered along with her cousin and they were both found naked. I went to visit her family to offer my condolences and she was there. She was walking around the house fully clothed and picking up items (money, pillows, toys, etc.). I didn't say anything until I was left alone. I asked her if she knew she was dead and she gave me a look that lead me to believe she had no idea. Everywhere I went, she showed up. In the kitchen, she handed me a knife. In the bedroom, she helped make the bed. Watching TV, she picked up a DVD. On the steps outside, she sat next to me not saying a word. So I asked her again, "Do you know that you're dead?" She then turned her head slowly towards me and replied, "Yes". I asked her why she wouldn't leave me alone and she said it was because she wasn't ready to go and since I'm the only one she knows who can see her, she's sticking with me. She said I made her feel alive and that she'll be around me forever. After that, I woke up with my heart nearly beating out of my chest. I know it doesn't seem like much, but the dream seemed to last so long. And it was terrifying because, I knew the woman. I know her now. The details about her and her life were so accurate and it felt too real. But, I have to let it go as I have done so in the past. They're just dreams. I just wish I knew someone who could interpret my dreams because I know they mean something underneath the horrible depictions. Here's Hoping for the Best! LuV, MeLi



