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Back in 1989 I
had a dream about my brother Mike. At the time of the dream he was off
in Germany in the Army. We are only 8 months apart so we always were
together growing up and were pretty close. This dream was about his
death and funeral. His fiancé' and our family were gathered around his
coffin and we were all crying. When I awoke from the dream, I knew
something had happened to him. The first thing I did was tell my mother
and his fiancé' Annette about the dream so someone would believe me if
something did happen (this had happened before where I knew someone had
died). The dream occurred on a Wednesday and his fiancé' tried to
contact him immediately and was unable to because he was out on
maneuvers in the fields. She left a message with his commanding officer
to have him contact her as soon as possible. One week went by before we
heard anything. When they called us back they said that Mike had been on
the field last Wednesday and during maneuvers a mine went off near him.
He had been transported to the hospital and had to have surgery on his
jaw.
After the incidence, my mother told me not to tell her
any more of my dreams since the turn out of it. It had frightened her
and his fiancé'. To this day, I still have dreams when someone is in
trouble or hurt and I always tell someone about it before the result is
known! And I still get Goosebumps from it!!!!!!!!
Vicki |
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