I Knew He Died

In the month of December 2009, I was shopping for a Christmas gift for a friend. During the week, I had a strange feeling that something was wrong, but I didn't know what. That same night as I was shopping, I went home and my feelings grew stronger, I told my mother & father, something is wrong. I began to feel a strange turning in my stomach. I closed the door to my bedroom, got on my knees and began to pray, asking God to give me an answer.

I care about my friend a lot, and I always pray for him. I had a feeling that something terrible has happened to his father.

I remember always asking my friend, "Is your father ok?" He would say yes, but I knew he was telling me only half the truth.

As I prayed to God about my strange feeling, immediately I received an answer, I said "someone is DEAD" I searched my online local newspaper for the obituary. I saw the name and picture of my friend's father. His father died. It was scary, how did I know his father was dead. I've never seen him, didn't know his name. I cried myself to sleep, I could feel my friend's sadness pouring in me.

The year is 2010, and I still think about his father. I have a strange feeling that something is missing. Why do I keep thinking about his father, I didn't even know the man. My friend's father died at the house. I decided to take a late night drive near the house he died at, but a powerful feeling came over me, that something was wrong, I shouldn't be here. I have a horrible feeling that his spirit is still in the house, he died a tragic death.

But a piece of the puzzle is missing, I'm frustrated. Why do I keep thinking about a dead person I never knew? I feel like their is something else I should know, his presence is in that house. I need to get to the house and find my answer. How do I make peace, I need closure. How do I find an answer? Is their a reason why I still think about his father, and have strange feelings that his spirit is still in the house? Is my friend's father trying to contact me? If I go to the house, will I feel his presence? It's so weird, I feel like I should know him, like we have met before, I think about him everyday.