thread starter adamjamali Jun 18 2009
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| Hello guys. I will start here. I am not joking or over exaggerating this one bit and I just want to ask your opinions. It was 2007 and I was at my friends house. He was 12 and I was 14. We were playing army and cops and robbers in the back yard. He was really nice and we had lots of fun. We also wrestled in the grass. His mom said "Alright get in the car, we are going to wal mart". When she said that I got a huge sudden fear out of no where. NOWHERE! I had a feeling that someone was going to die from a fiery death. During the entire car ride I was starring at my friend. I made sure everyone had their seatbelt on. At the time I thought that we would get into an accident and the car would catch on fire etc. I had weird feelings of fire. I felt like soembody was going to get hurt or worse and it had to do with fire. So we get back home to his house from shopping and my fear had totally dissapeared. I felt so stupid. Then it was thanksgiving break 2 weeks later. When I came back to school my mom pulled me out of class and told me the horrible news. She told me that he had died in a mobile home fire at 6 a.m. in the morning and he was stranded inside and could not get out. He got smoked out and died. I totally collapsed and just shribbled up crying. One week later I thought, "Holy crap, this all explains those feelings I had". I feel a little guilty. I feel like I felt his death coming on. Off topic now. I am scared of the dark. Very. A couple times I saw dark shadow figures out the corner of my eye, just like the Basil market blob characters the post on forums with no ID. As soon as I turn my head to look, its gone. But I can still see it in retna memory. Like when a lightbulb leaves colors in your vision. One night I fell asleep on the living room couch. I woke up because I was cold. I just happened to look into the hall way and I swear to god I saw my friend standing at the corner peeping over to me. I swear to god. That was the first time that happened. It happened one more time after that and thats the last time i slept in the living room. Now I know it was real. My mom and grandma are both psychic by the way. What do you guys think? EDIT: By the way. A week ago I was sitting on the floor in my room. Cant remember what I was doing. The door handle twisted and slowly popped open. The door slid open slowly and I thought my brother was there. He wasnt. All I saw was an open door frame. I starred at it and I felt like it was starring at me too. |
