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Date: Tue, 1 Sep 1998 18:42:18 -0700 (PDT)
To: guestbook@ghosts.org
yourname Cindy
email wisper_wind@hotmail.com
story Befor I get started I thought I would add that I'm not a good speller so bear with me.
Ok, so where do I start? Well you could say this is a ghost story but...well you see I only dreamt about it.
Hopefully it will make the hair stand up on the back of your neck as it did mine. Lets see, when I was a I think a Sophmore in High School I had this friend who inlisted into the armed service, he was stationed in Ireland. During a changing of the guards he was accidentaly shot in the head. Anyway I think two weeks or so after his death I had this dream that he came to my best friends house to talk with me. This dream is so real I mean the color of the house, the flag on the porch, cars driving by eveything. Anyway so this guy (Steve) he knocks on the door and asks if I'm there. My bestfriends mom says "Yes, Cindy there is someone here to see you." I go to the door and see that it is Steve. I just stared at him and couldn't stop looking at his forehead. He tells me that he has something to tell me and that it is very important. I just kept staring at his forehead and thinking to myself, but there is no hole? There is no hole? I guess in the dream I said it out loud. I was like you can't be dead there is no hole? Steve at this point gets frustrated and tells me look Cindy I have something importent to tell you. I just kept staring at him. He finally gave up and told me he would come back when I was ready to listen. He walked down the sidewalk for me to never see him again.
An additonal story only this one requires some background. Ok lets see, my husbands brother Kevin had a heartattack when he was 14. This was caused because he was huffing gasoline. Anyway maybe I dreamt about Kevin because of the tragic way he died. Actually in reality I don't think it pertains to the dream at all, well a little, anyway back to the dream. I had this dream shortly after my husband and I was married. About three years after Kevin died. I was driving home and in my car with me is this kid. At first I just thought that maybe I was just babysitting.(Due to the fact that many of my friends had children) anyway for some reason i stoped at this apartment building instead of my house. As I get out of the car I see someone I know so I am talking with them. ( I can't recall who ) but I look over and the kid has started to go up the stairs of this building. I tell the person goodbye and go after the kid. He makes it all the way up to the roof of this building (don't you just hate it when the buildings change?) I get up there and grab the kid as I turn around I see Kevin standing there. It didn't scare me or anything. I knew he was just there to tell me something. He spoke of how he regreted dieing so young and that he lost the chance to date. But most of all he regreted the fact that he would never get the chance to see his nefew. At that point I just looked at the kid in my arms and was sort of in a state of shock. I woke up at this point.
All in all I truly believe that there are people out there, here, that have the ability to speak to or be spoken to, from someone that is a dearly departed soul or I guess you could say someone from the other side.
Well I hope you have enjoyed my tale I would enjoy any responces. Thank you.