Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

I’ve had a couple of strange experiences in my life – usually through dreams, and there are a few here that I will share with you.

When I was about 15 I lived in Germany and I was seeing a German dentist for orthodontic work: she was a frail, middle-aged woman with what appeared to be shoulder-length black hair that somehow looked a little ‘off’, green eyes, and prematurely lined skin. She was a very nice lady, though I really didn’t talk to her very much at all (she didn’t speak much English and I didn’t speak much German) and I had seen her about two times before I had a dream:

In the dream I remember it first being foggy and then I became aware that I was dancing in a circle, singing ‘ring around the rosy’ with other people whose faces I can’t remember. I had looked around to see bright colors and a sunny sky, then I looked down and realized that I was looking into a coffin, and in it lay the lady orthodontist. I woke up after that, and thought it was weird enough to mention to my dad the next day (he and I are really close by the way I actually finish his sentences before he does or I say what I know he’s thinking because I just know usually what he’s thinking before he says it) and he looked kind of surprised, saying that he’d had a dream about her dying too.

Well, a couple weeks later we went back to the office and there was a new orthodontist, the lady orthodontist had died of cancer a few weeks prior. We also found out that she had worn a wig because she didn’t have hair after chemo.

Another experience:

When I was 24 my mom was dying of cancer. I had come to visit her and my dad and help take care of her for a while and when I left again after about 3 months of staying with them (to return again in less than a month) I hugged her good-bye and I just knew that it would be the last time that I saw her.

Two weeks after I left she was in the hospital and I told her that I loved her and to hang on because I would be there in the morning (I’d gotten an immediate flight out but was living in a different state at the time). She tried to talk back to me, but couldn’t at this point in time, and I was of course, absolutely devastated by the realization that my mother was dying and that I wasn’t there yet.

I didn’t think I would sleep that night, I was so anxious and thinking so much of my mother, but finally I drifted off. I saw my mother standing there and she told me that she loved me, and not to worry, that everything would be alright. ‘Take care of Dad,’ she said, and told me to be happy for her, and she’d see me again. I woke up suddenly after that dream and it was 2 a.m. by the clock.

I left the next morning, still holding some hope that I’d get to actually see her before she passed, but I knew deep down and I knew as soon as I saw my dad (who met me at the airport) that my mom was already dead. My dad confirmed this to me upon us meeting, and I told him how she came to me. It was a few years later that I saw her death certificate and saw the time of her death: 2 a.m.

Sent in by Leelee, Copyright 2009 TrueGhostTales.com