My stepson lived with me. I had a murderous prophecy, a dream at 6am, one October morning, that my fifteen year old stepson was murdered on a street corner. I dreamed he was stabbed numerous times and I remember holding him, crying and telling him over and over, come back to me.
I woke up crying, ran to his room, and cryed to him what I dreamed of. He just said "let me sleep crazy lady". I remember telling him, "Please believe me. Dreams like this are prophecies and can happen within three months, so please don't be out in the streets late at night."
December 23rd, less then 3 months after, he was shot 3 times, on a corner at night just like in my dream, the only difference, was that he was shot, instead of being stabbed like as in my dream.