I was seven years old the first time I saw a figure hovering outside my window.u00a0 I couldn’t see its face, it had a black cloak on. It came through the window and touched my foot.u00a0 Two days later my coach had an accident and died.
A few years later I was sent to visit my dad and I saw a figure in my bed room staring at me.u00a0 It stayed there for a long time.u00a0 When I tried to yell nothing came out, but it never touched me.u00a0 After standing in the middle of my bedroom it finally disappeared.u00a0 The next day my mother got into a motorcycle accident and died twice before she was revived.u00a0 My dad flew me back to her and with the help of my grandmother she was back to normal in no time. From then on I started to be more aware of my surroundings and the signs that were left to me.u00a0
While visiting my great grandmother, I woke up in the middle of the night and saw her walking across the dinning room telling me something.u00a0 She was an Indian and had a very deep accent so I couldn’t understand what she said.u00a0 I thought it was weird to see her walking cause at the time she was bed ridden and there were nurses that stayed with her round the clock.u00a0 I got up and followed her to the kitchen.u00a0 She was making soup.u00a0 I figured I must have been dreaming so I went back to bed.
The room was dark and had a lot of shadows,u00a0 one of which was familiar to me.u00a0 The figure came right out and grabbed my leg.u00a0 It startled me and I screamed.u00a0 One of the nurses ran in to comfort me.u00a0 Less than a week later she passed in her sleep.
I told my mother about the dream I had. My grandmother overheard the conversation and told me that in the old days they would make soup at midnight the day they buried their loved ones. My grandmother started asking me questions.u00a0 I told her about that night and she told me I had the gift and that I should learn how to use it.
A few years later, after I had my first son, my husband went out of town on a business trip.u00a0 That evening after I put him down to sleep I also went to bed.u00a0 Sometime during the night the room turned cold and I woke up.u00a0 The figure was standing over me staring at me.u00a0 I couldn’t move.u00a0 It bent down to touch me but I moved.u00a0 I jumped up out of bed and ran to my sons room.u00a0 I held him the rest of the night. The next morning I called my mother and told her about it.u00a0 Two hours later they found my uncle at the bottom of the stairs in his apartment.u00a0 He had a stroke but lived.
While I was pregnant with my second son, I was also taking some college courses at night.u00a0 I was walking down the hall way after one of my classes and I heard a voice calling from the end of the hall way.u00a0 No one was there. I suddenly had a premonition.u00a0 It was about my mother. She was in the hospital.u00a0 I thought I was just thinking about the first time she was thereu00a0 and I thought that I was just remembering.
When I got home my husband told me that she was rushed to the hospital.u00a0 At the time I didn’t know it but she had been suffering from a liver disease,u00a0 her liver was failing.u00a0 The next day she had a liver transplant.u00a0 I slept in the hospital waiting room and the figure appeared to me this time in a dream.u00a0 He spoke and said it was not time and that he will not take her tonight.u00a0 I woke up and ran to her.u00a0 The liver she got was rejecting.u00a0 She was getting worse. They put her on a machine and the next morning they were going to turn the machines off.u00a0 I was her only voice and I told them to wait.u00a0 The next day she was better.u00a0 She had a bad reaction to the medicine and they tried something else.
Four years later I was driving to her house and I was on my cell phone talking to her and we were making plans.u00a0 I looked down at my clock radio on my car and it said 6:04.u00a0 I knew it was wrong.u00a0 I was on the phone with my mom and she told me that it was a little after 12.u00a0 I told her to write that time down for me.u00a0u00a0 Two months later she died of complications of the liver.u00a0 She was pronounced dead at 6:04 am.
I don’t ever ignore the signs.u00a0 I am more in tone with them.u00a0 I am able to talk to my mother.u00a0 When something comes up like if I cant find something I will simply ask her and she directs me right to it.u00a0 I have seen the figure three times since my mother passed away.u00a0 Once when my grandfather died, once when my aunt had a heart attack and just last year when my husbands grandmother died.u00a0 When I have a premonition or “day dream” I pay very close attention.
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