To begin with I think that I need to start with the fact that I am only 22, and my mother is a firm believer in ghosts and all things paranormal. Growing up picking and playing telling ghost stories and all in just fun and games.
I do not remember the first time that I had an experience with something paranormal since I was only 6. My younger brother was 3 at the time and we shared a bedroom in the front of our parents house. My mom worked swing shifts and my dad was at home with us some and worked some. It was a night that they were both home and my mom said it was around 3 in the morning when she woke up suddenly and had a feeling she needed to check on us, even though our room doors were barely 5 feet apart and open. When she entered the room she said that I was sitting on my bed and explained to her that an angel that was about a foot long but did not look like an angel it was just a long bright light came out of my closet and kissed me on my nose and disappeared. It was no more than 2 weeks later I think, that it was around the same time in the morning when my dad woke suddenly because of the smell of smoke. It was a night where my room door was shut due to the use of a humidifier (brother has allergies). When my dad rushed to our room he opened the door only to see that there wasn't any smoke in the room even though the gap between the door and the carpet is more than 3 in. It wasn't until I was almost 18 that anyone ever told me this story.
While I was in high school I dated a lot, and had a lot of male friends. My house was the house to hang out at. We had lots of land to play around on and my mom was considered a really cool and funny mom of all my friends. It was my junior year and the beginning of the last semester before my senior year. I was not dating anyone and in preparation of prom my mom and I sat down and talked about guys and dresses. Just playing around she said that she thought that next year I would go to prom with a guy in a blue car or truck and he was going to be tall and tan. A nice gentle guy, and she said that she pictured me in a yellow mermaid style dress with my hair long blonde and curly (which it already was). I did go to my senior prom but not to these details. However I am now married and when me and my husband met he drove a blue truck and he is tall and tan!
When a friend and I get together we talk about people we haven't seen in a while or just in conversation bring someone up that we don't or do want to see. It may be a day, hour, week; never longer than a week, that we see the person. I do it all the time and it ha become a joke but what does this mean?
I have also been having a lot of dreams lately that have been coming true and in detail, it is very scary... What does this mean?
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