I don’t know how to start or how to write here what happens. It’s the first time that these weird things are happening with me. I’m not American. So, sorry if I do many mistakes while writing here.
It started in the end of 2009. I was going to move with my family to a small town and I was really upset because I didn’t like the idea of leave my friends and everything.
A week before I move, in December I had a weird dream about an angel, I was talking to him and he seemed very familiar to me. I can’t remember it clearly, but we’re staring together at a mirror, and I told him that I was afraid and he said “Me too”.
At first, I woke up and thought to myself that it was nothing but I dream (it was just the most vivid dream that I ever had but I didn’t mind at all). So I talk with my friend Anna on a chat. I was thinking if I should tell her about my dream because she could think I was crazy, and then she told me about her dream.
She didn’t saw an angel in her dream, but the details that she gave me were the same of my dream. He spoke the same things to her and they were staring at a mirror too, and when I told her about my dream she didn’t believe me.
We talked about this for a few days, and then we forget it, we both thought it was a coincidence and nothing more. I moved with my family to that town, and in July I had another dream… I think “we” would be a better world, because she did have a dream too.
In my dream I was walking in a camp, and everywhere I looked I saw mists, I walked a little more and then I saw a lake. An then in a sort of flash he was there (yeah, the angel), and in another flash I was with him, and we were just sittin’ there. I looked at the water and saw our reflection, then he touched the water and I woke up.
My friend Anna had the same dream, and the same things happened that time, she saw an angel too, and she told me exactly the same things that I saw.
She was scared, and thought that the dreams had something about our past life’s, but I really don’t think so. I just don’t know why.
And yesterday, I had another dream, more vivid then the others, but I didn’t see him. I was just with a card in my head. On the left of the cart there was a picture of an angel, and on the right was written:
February, 15th of 1982/1892 = Death (I don’t remember which year is and there was another word starting with “R” that I don’t remember too), and near me, I felt fire, then I heard a “crack” and woke up.
Well, if anybody can tell me what is it, and why I had the same dreams as her I would be really grateful. Usually right before I have these dreams everything seems to change. Hope somebody could help me !
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