It all started with a dream. About a year ago I was on the mission field for a week or so when I had a horrible dream that my aunt had died, the dream was so unreal it was very scary. I immediately called my parents the next morning to tell them of my nightmare and they reassured me that everything was fine and that it was just a dream. I thought to myself that maybe it was just a dream but I continued to think otherwise. A total of 4 days had past after I arrived home from my mission trip and the dream had not left my mind one time since that night.
Later that evening, I had received a phone call from my Aunt (the woman in my dream) who I hardly ever talked to on the phone. She called to see how things were doing and to remind me that she loved me and to always be a great person. After the phone call ended I had so many questions in my head. I wanted to tell her that I had a dream that she was going to die but I still doubted myself.
That evening I had slept well for the first couple of hours until I received a phone call from my Aunts neighbor saying that my aunt's house blew up! My dad rushed to the hospital leaving me at home in shock. Later that day we received the news that she had passed away. The funeral was closed casket due to the burns. The fire was caused by a leak in their propane tank, it blew the roof off the house.
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I know it will be hard to move on from that, but just remember it wasn't your fault and that if you have similar nightmares about someone else, just talk to them and just help them out as much as you can. Let me know if you have any questions =]