Hi, I love this site almost addicted to it.� I would like to share a dream/encounter that I had when I was still in school (standard 7,1997). This was the year I met my husband.
My brother was in the army and my mom was working night shift, so I was all by my self. For the first time in my life I had my own bedroom because my brother moved out. We lived in a duplex,with� a kitchen, toilet, dining and living room at the bottom and 2 bedrooms and a bathroom at the top.
Back to the story… Having my own bedroom I had to lock my mom’s bedroom door for our dog (Simba) not to go in there with out supervision( mail dogs have the tendency to mark every thing they think is there property if you know what I mean) I locked� moms bedroom door (from the outside and left the key� in the door as I use to do) and I was of to bed. I do not know if this was a dream, it seemed real. I woke up by a little kids voice calling for his mom, I got out of bed, still a bit confused, and followed the �calling� of this kids voice. It came from my mom’s bedroom, I unlocked the door and as I opened the door (belief it or not) a little boy about 4 years old with snow white hear sitting on my moms bed and he looked very sad. I did not have a younger brother and there was no kids living with us, I was the youngest in the house.
The weird thing was that he kept on calling me mom (in my home language it will be mama). This freaked me out and of I ran down the stairs to the living room. The kid followed me downstairs. I was scared to death, but something came over me and made me feel as if I know the little boy. A name popped up in my head, Jhandry(not sure of the spelling). I do not know why I felt that I know his name as if he was my own. As the boy approached me with his hand reached out to me as he wants me to pick him up and comfort him, I ran past him I had this feeling of some one grabbing my spine and all my intestines as I passed him. I ran upstairs to my bedroom and locked my bedroom door, pulled my sheets over my head and fell asleep.
The next morning I woke up I a thought it was only a dream.� My Bedroom door was locked (I never lock the bedroom door when I am inside it, I am very scared of the dark because of things I have seen when I was younger, we leave the passage light on for me to feel �comfortable�). The strange thing is that my moms bedroom door was unlocked and wide open.
Years when by and I will never forget this encounter I had, I told my boy friend (now my husband) what happened and he when ice white. He said to me that he had a son with that name that past away a couple of years ago at that time. He did not know the boy, and was never informed that the girl he dated at that time was pregnant. (They were in the same school and this happened when the were in there last year of school, they lost contact. She came to visit him (Before we met)and introduced him to his son she did not want any thing from him but she felt that it was only fair to let him that he had a son, he past away that same year). My husband showed me a photo of the boy and the boy in the photo looked similar, but the photo was not very clear.
Can any one please let me now if this was a dream or a lost boy looking for comfort? Your comments are welcome. Yours Jennifer.
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