Hi there! I'm DarkStar, and you have just entered a realm much like the Twilight Zone, lol!
Since this is my first post it only makes sense to start at the beginning.
I believe I have had precognitive dreams since at least the age of 4 or 5. What little I can recall from that time were still simple dreams of things a child's mind could comprehend. For example, a dream of going grocery shopping with my mother and little sister. A few days later we did go shopping and we went to the same store, parked in the same space, and were wearing exactly what I saw on us in my dream.
As a child I assumed everyone had dreams like mine, but I didn't learn how wrong I was until I was 13. That's when my dreams began to show me events that were far from being the simple dreams of a young girl of 4.
The precognitive dreams began to repeat themselves; there were 2 and both were about death, and very scary at that age.
The first one showed me in a fatal car wreck. I was in the passengers seat and I couldn't see who was driving. I did see the car was red though. We were driving down a highway, there was several inches of snow on the ground. As the car came out of a curve we were approaching a bridge over a dry riverbed. We hit a patch of ice and skidded into the end of the bridge and plunged straight down into the riverbed where the car exploded on impact.
I dreamed this over and over, night after night and I was frightened. One morning while eating breakfast I announced with certainty someone in our family would die within 2 weeks time.
This certainty didn't come from a dream I could remember, I just woke up knowing it would happen. I don't recall now what my parents' reactions were, but I doubt they took it as good news, or if they even took it seriously.
Since this is my first post it only makes sense to start at the beginning.
I believe I have had precognitive dreams since at least the age of 4 or 5. What little I can recall from that time were still simple dreams of things a child's mind could comprehend. For example, a dream of going grocery shopping with my mother and little sister. A few days later we did go shopping and we went to the same store, parked in the same space, and were wearing exactly what I saw on us in my dream.
As a child I assumed everyone had dreams like mine, but I didn't learn how wrong I was until I was 13. That's when my dreams began to show me events that were far from being the simple dreams of a young girl of 4.
The precognitive dreams began to repeat themselves; there were 2 and both were about death, and very scary at that age.
The first one showed me in a fatal car wreck. I was in the passengers seat and I couldn't see who was driving. I did see the car was red though. We were driving down a highway, there was several inches of snow on the ground. As the car came out of a curve we were approaching a bridge over a dry riverbed. We hit a patch of ice and skidded into the end of the bridge and plunged straight down into the riverbed where the car exploded on impact.
I dreamed this over and over, night after night and I was frightened. One morning while eating breakfast I announced with certainty someone in our family would die within 2 weeks time.
This certainty didn't come from a dream I could remember, I just woke up knowing it would happen. I don't recall now what my parents' reactions were, but I doubt they took it as good news, or if they even took it seriously.
