The dreams that I have had since I can remeber, would one day come to haunt my reality. As you read my story please know that this is very true and would love to hear from anyone, their thoughts, opinions, and/or insight that can shed light upon my experience from those of you who may have some. Let me begin by giving you a little back ground of the house involved. In the early 1970s my family lived acrossed the street from my Aunt and Uncle. It was an old two story house and if you'd seen it you could see how it could be considered haunted. My Uncle has told us stories of how he would be the last one to bed late at night and when he would walk up the stairs to the bedroom, always he would hear footsteps following behind him. In my cousin Kirk's bedroom though, is where most of the weird stuff would take place. For example, my cousin says he awoke very late one and looked across his room and standing by the dresser was a young lady dressed in a long white nigt gown. When he saw her he was frozen stiff with fear but he was afraid to look away. She had a slight but obvious illumination he said. He told me she seemed to be fascinated with an empty coca~cola bottle they he had left on his dresser. He stared at her terrified, but in complete awe with what he was ! seeing. After a few moments her head turned suddenly directly at him and his heart felt like it was goin to pound out of his chest. Her face was lit up well but he couldn't see her eyes. He jumped out of his bed and ran for the door screaming for his parents. When his parents and he returned to the room the bottle had been moved from the left side of the dresser to the right side. Now for my story. This is what I have recently found out from my mother and aunt. In 1974 when I was no more than a year old-not even able to walk yet-my mother, as she would do almost everyday, had walked over to visit my aunt taking me with her. My mom set me on the floor to play with some toys I suppose and began to chat with my aunt. She had been there for awhile when they heard me crying down the hall. My mom realized I had crawled off somewhere and her and my aunt quickly went to look for me. The crying was coming from behind my cousin Kirk's bedroom door. They tried to push it open but it would not budge. My mom began to freak out and my aunt called my uncle at work for help. My uncle came home quickly being that he only worked a few blocks away. He tried pushing to door himself and little by little the door would give. When he pushed it open enough to see inside he saw that the dresser had been pushed up against it. He struggled a few minutes longer and fi! nally pushed it open enough to squeeze through. There I sat in the middle of the room crying my eyes out. My mom and aunt came in and they looked around the room. There had been no one else in the room but me. The only entrance or exit for that matter was the one door and the window wich was locked from the inside. No one could of left through that window and managed to lock it without breaking it. Needless to say, I don't believe any one out there could think a baby not even able to walk yet could slide a desk at least 75 pounds from one side of the room up against the door on the other side. So how did it get there? It fascinates me to think what I may have seen in that room that day. I was too young to remeber. It would be interesting to go under hypnosis to see if those memories could be unlocked. Finding this out from my mom and my aunt was extremely chilling for me because all through my life I have had a reoccuring dream. I dream of this women in many different settings but its always the same women. She is exactly as my cousin has described her and I always see her with a baby in her arms. This is giving me cold chills just writing this. I believe this could be her and it is stored away in my subconcious somewhere. Who was it I saw? If you have any questions or comments about my experience please feel fee to email me at: Mozart73@webtv.net I would love to hear from you. How it changed my life:I will always wonder what it is I may have seen.
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