So, i've had a dream, that turned into a tragic real-life coincidence, Here it is,
Dream time!
So, It all began with my mom talking to my godmother, And i was apparently staying the night at the house, it actually seemed like a reversed version of our grandmother's house, that's significant later on, So, apparently my jacket was in the basement about like 3 steps downwards, so when it was nighttime, i went to get my jacket, when i exited to the main hall, i see a ghost, a hazy, plain white, female, wearing a dress, And it walks by the end of the hallway, So that's where i begin freaking out, then i go to the room on the left of the end of the hallway, the living room, and the ghost is outside the sliding glass door in the distance, then a split second later, the flatscreen turns on, displaying the ghost on there, slightly, but noticeably closer
Real life time!
about 2:00 A.M.
I woke up panting, and then i decided to stay up the night, cause that freaked me out, and then when i look to the closet, i could've sworn i saw a dark gray figure moving into it, it could've been tired me being anxious, but it freaked me out, then i go down to my brother's bed on the bunkbed, and we try to stay up the night, then i tell him about the story, secretly, he knows that there's a creepy coincidence going on, but dosen't tell me, then we move to our sisters room, we tell her, too, and then we kinda stay awake for a while, and then when i went to again, after our mom busted us for staying awake, i continue to grab my doodling binder, to sketch out the dreamhouse's layout, and wrote down the details of the dream,
Later that morning
Around 7:00-9:00 A.M.
I get onto the mac that we own, continue to play blockland (from what i remember) And my dad walks in, and i kinda just ackwardly tell him 'i had a nightmare', Then he strangely, goes on to ask what it was about, i explain what was explained in the dream paragraph, and then i try to continue playing, But my dad interrupts me opening the computer, and tell me... this...
"So, speaking of ghosts, last night... grandma died..."
He was audibly struggling to say it, and i began getting REALLY sad, Keep in mind; I'm normally a happy-go-lucky person, that likes to act all silly, But this, was the saddest moment in my life, My grandma was the nicest person i've ever known, i really dont wanna type anymore, cause i'm actually beginning to tear up, explaining this.. Anyway, err, hope you enjoyed? i dont know if anyone enjoys this type of stuff, whatever, but i hope someone understands that this was tragic for me...
