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Premonition of a Death?
by Kristin
The dream always started out the same, there was some looming threat around me and my friend, but the friend always remained faceless. In that dream there was always someone coming to hurt us. In one dream we were tied up back to back together and the person in the room had a gun. That person shot me in the head and just before I lost consciousness I thought, "if I die in my dream I die in real life". Whether that's true or not I don't know, but it's what I thought to wake myself up. In my dreams I was shot, stabbed, raped, drowned, hung...I was being killed a number of different ways, all before my friend. This went on for close to a year. Then on November 18th, 1988 a friend of mine and I had a calamaty of errors that would have led us to not be together but fate had a different idea. We had gone out the night before and had too much to drink but were going to get together the next night. My friend had to work so we were giogn to meet up after work. I met up with another friend while she was working and didn't get back home in time but had left a message with her roommate what was going on etc., but the roommate forgot to tell my friend and she was angry. It took awhile but I finally got a hold of her and explained what had happened. So she came to my house and we took off and met up with the friend that I had been with earlier in the evening. Our intention was to only have this girl get us beer and then we were on our way. But we changed our minds and went out to the country with her to visit one of her friends. We didn't drink, being too hung over from the night before. As we were leaving, I was giong to allow my friend whom I had just taught to drive a stick, to drive my car, but it had just started snowing so I had a feeling I should drive and I told her that. Then when we were leaving usually I took a different route home but we decided to follow our other friend. Then as we were coming up the highway and got to a yield, I came to a complete stop and looked behind me, for I don't know what reason, and I was feeling a little apprehensive. Finally I took the curve to the next highway and that's the last thing I remember. We were hit head on by a drunk driver that night and my friend was killed instantly. I never had those dreams again after that even though they are still very vivid in my mind to this day. About 4 or 5 months after the accident, I was laying on my bed in my room doing my rehabilitation exercises on my shoulder and crying missing my dear best friend when all of a sudden, I had the warmest rush through my body and then I was bawling, but happy bawling. It's an experience I will never forget for as long as I live. |
