So this Coronavirus pandemic got me thinking, what if some of these weird shit that people say happen actually happened but it's just beyond human comprehension at the moment. I have never believed in Supernatural or spiritual experiences but I got to reading some weird shit on Quora and tried my best to find a logical explanation to some but I couldn't.. It got me thinking, just what if these things actually happened the way they said it and it's more than my human brain could understand at the moment.

Can you share a weird experience you had in this life while growing up or recently? Let's see people give a logical explanation to such experience.

I woke up to the screaming.

It was around 1:30 pm and I could hear two people screaming at the top of their lungs at each other. This was nothing new as my roommate Tai and her boyfriend had this bizarre love hate relationship. I wanted to murder them for waking me up but I knew that I needed to shut them up so I could go back to sleep.

Once the screaming died down, I called Tai and asked her just what the hell was going on. She burst into my room and began sobbing. I shepherded her into a chair and got her something to drink.

I scratched the surface into what the hell was going on. She hadn’t eaten or slept for the last three days. Just why? I couldn’t get it out of her.

But that wasn’t the reason for the screaming. I heard a bizarre story that rattled me.

Apparently boyfriend had told Tai “Bleep you and Bleep your baby.”

What baby? I wanted to know. There was no baby in our house.

Oh, just the miscarriage Tai had six months earlier. Apparently she’d been pregnant without telling any of us then lost her kid. She said all of this casually to me, like discussing the latest football games.

This threw me back a bit. While I was still processing this, Tai went on to tell me that not only was she cutting herself but also kept hinting at suicide.

Before I could even think about that and formulate a response she went on her phone and saw that her boyfriend was making some sort of shit post about her on social media. I tried to get her to ignore it but then she started making shit posts back, getting riled up. I told her again and again not to but she wasn’t having any of it.

Realizing that this was futile I left. I was about to call the police and have Tai sent to some sort of therapy but then again that meant rent and bills weren’t being paid. That would just create more issues.

I opted for a more grey route and instead called Tai’s mother, informing her of what I’d just learned. I was convinced Tai was on the brink of a mental breakdown. I was trying to get the mother to come and help Tai move out then she could get into therapy.

While I’m on the phone laying out the plans boyfriend comes home to pack and before long violence ensues, making me wonder if I should have called the police. She was biting and clawing; he threw her aside The spat was short lived and we had more pressing issues. I kept trying to separate Tai and the boyfriend but they just wanted to kill each other. It was taking everything I could to get between them.

Eventually I just walked away. Tai was having a breakdown, crying and screaming. The boyfriend was just trying to get his stuff and leave. He refused to leave without his phone and Tai refused to give it to him. It was just a loud and screamy mess. I wanted to call the police but then again where would that leave me?

Imagine my bewilderment when I went to leave for work and out the door is Tai with boyfriend smiling as if she’d won the lottery. They’d somehow made up despite the fact that they’d wanted each other dead mere hours ago. I gave up trying to work it out and left.

I’d asked Tai why she stuck with a boyfriend who paid nothing in bills, did nothing for her, treated her like a commodity, relied on her to pay his bills for years. Ever since I’d met her I’d wanted to know. Her answer: “I’ve liked him since age 14. I just followed him around. He kept telling me to leave him alone but I stuck along. I did whatever it took.”

I likened this to French kissing a cactus. Why I wanted to know. Why? I don’t talk to or spend time with the people who’ve hit me. Why would anyone want to be in such a violent and abusive relationship? She never had an answer.

End of the day I decided that I was done. You can’t convince people they’re idiots, no matter how hard you try. Originally I’d felt bad for Tai but now, I roll my eyes. If you’re in that big of a mess and rejecting advice from people trying to help you then you get what you deserve. I can’t comprehend how stupid someone would have to be to allow that and fools argue with fools.

It’s sad that she’s not only wasted decades of her life and even now she’s digging deeper and deeper holes for herself.

kennypoka2:
I woke up to the screaming.

It was around 1:30 pm and I could hear two people screaming at the top of their lungs at each other. This was nothing new as my roommate Tai and her boyfriend had this bizarre love hate relationship. I wanted to murder them for waking me up but I knew that I needed to shut them up so I could go back to sleep.

Once the screaming died down, I called Tai and asked her just what the hell was going on. She burst into my room and began sobbing. I shepherded her into a chair and got her something to drink.

I scratched the surface into what the hell was going on. She hadn’t eaten or slept for the last three days. Just why? I couldn’t get it out of her.

But that wasn’t the reason for the screaming. I heard a bizarre story that rattled me.

Apparently boyfriend had told Tai “Bleep you and Bleep your baby.”

What baby? I wanted to know. There was no baby in our house.

Oh, just the miscarriage Tai had six months earlier. Apparently she’d been pregnant without telling any of us then lost her kid. She said all of this casually to me, like discussing the latest football games.

This threw me back a bit. While I was still processing this, Tai went on to tell me that not only was she cutting herself but also kept hinting at suicide.

Before I could even think about that and formulate a response she went on her phone and saw that her boyfriend was making some sort of shit post about her on social media. I tried to get her to ignore it but then she started making shit posts back, getting riled up. I told her again and again not to but she wasn’t having any of it.

Realizing that this was futile I left. I was about to call the police and have Tai sent to some sort of therapy but then again that meant rent and bills weren’t being paid. That would just create more issues.

I opted for a more grey route and instead called Tai’s mother, informing her of what I’d just learned. I was convinced Tai was on the brink of a mental breakdown. I was trying to get the mother to come and help Tai move out then she could get into therapy.

While I’m on the phone laying out the plans boyfriend comes home to pack and before long violence ensues, making me wonder if I should have called the police. She was biting and clawing; he threw her aside The spat was short lived and we had more pressing issues. I kept trying to separate Tai and the boyfriend but they just wanted to kill each other. It was taking everything I could to get between them.

Eventually I just walked away. Tai was having a breakdown, crying and screaming. The boyfriend was just trying to get his stuff and leave. He refused to leave without his phone and Tai refused to give it to him. It was just a loud and screamy mess. I wanted to call the police but then again where would that leave me?

Imagine my bewilderment when I went to leave for work and out the door is Tai with boyfriend smiling as if she’d won the lottery. They’d somehow made up despite the fact that they’d wanted each other dead mere hours ago. I gave up trying to work it out and left.

I’d asked Tai why she stuck with a boyfriend who paid nothing in bills, did nothing for her, treated her like a commodity, relied on her to pay his bills for years. Ever since I’d met her I’d wanted to know. Her answer: “I’ve liked him since age 14. I just followed him around. He kept telling me to leave him alone but I stuck along. I did whatever it took.”

I likened this to French kissing a cactus. Why I wanted to know. Why? I don’t talk to or spend time with the people who’ve hit me. Why would anyone want to be in such a violent and abusive relationship? She never had an answer.

End of the day I decided that I was done. You can’t convince people they’re idiots, no matter how hard you try. Originally I’d felt bad for Tai but now, I roll my eyes. If you’re in that big of a mess and rejecting advice from people trying to help you then you get what you deserve. I can’t comprehend how stupid someone would have to be to allow that and fools argue with fools.

It’s sad that she’s not only wasted decades of her life and even now she’s digging deeper and deeper holes for herself.

This might be a Stockholm syndrome. Why do people stick with violent people? Is it love or just plain madness?

Sucking mucus out of a kid. Ewww
Weird n disgusting.

The weird things I encounter was last two years when I woke up in the mid night to urinate.. As I reach outside I just saw two woman in white clothe they are dancing and I just join them to help them with a drum....lol...

Threatening a guy who has six packs and shoulder muscle that looked like a rock. I was even telling him that I will beat him up like a small pickin. Thank God people were holding me from my untimely death.

Check this out!

i am going to tell a real incident that happened with my room mate…back then i was in second year in medical college….in second year students have to learn autopsy procedures….since there was rush in class …we requested our senior to teach us in night ….he agreed with some hesitation….we were a group of 5 students…

After some day senior ringed us and said there came an unclaimed body for autopsy and he will do it….it would be better if we come…we were waiting for this….we immediately went there….

now the scene was something that will give a normal person nightmares for days….there was a body of a man cut in two by some vehicle accident……face was totally disfigured….we wanted to run from there but senior said chances like this is not gonna come every other day….so we stayed…we were taught all standard procedure of autopsy and senior gave us demonstration too……it was long session….after completion….senior went for washing while i went outside to bring tea….a batchmate took a brisk nap….when he woke up ….he asked senior about cloths of dead man….upon asking why he simply insisted…so senior showed cloths….my friend picked the pant and in the hidden pocket he found a paper with a number written on it….he immediately called on this number and upon picking told about death of their son in law and that they should come to claim the body and do full rites……

we all were astonished at this and asked him how did he know this all….

to this he said that man came in his dream and ordered him to do this….and same man told him about the hidden pocket….

what the hell….senior said….where is he….i can't see him….

he was sitting on your shoulder all the while and still is……

boy were we freaked that day….

anyway family of the man came…identified and took his body….

we never went near autopsy hall after that….’’

Any logical explanation for this?

Randy100:
Threatening a guy who has six packs and shoulder muscle that looked like a rock. I was even telling him that I will beat him up like a small pickin. Thank God people were holding me from my untimely death.

Any explanation for this please.. Logical explanation..

This was not my personal experience but of my brother many years back. I wouldn't say that it is a ghost or spirit encounter but five witnesses to an unexplained incident.

Back in the days, I was back in Singapore for a summer vacation as I was still attending college in Canada. My brother, who is a bike lover, loves to ride his bike on trips with his friends who are also bikers. With his four friends, two couples, he went on a trip to Genting Highlands in Malaysia on his bike, so there are three bikes in the group.

After arriving there in the late afternoon which is around 4 pm, they went straight to check in on their hotel reservation. At the desk, they somehow met and overheard that two girls around their age were not able to get a room as all have been booked. Seeing that they are almost around their same age and perhaps of the same race (yes, we are Chinese) my brother’s group offered to let them share the room. It is a room with double Queen size bed and they have planned to let the girls have the beds and the guys sleeping on the floor. Those two girls accepted the offer and the evening went without any incidents. They went around scenery seeing, some shopping, visiting the casino and even had dinner with those two girls. All this while, they were taking pictures (this happened in the early 90s and still using 35mm negative camera) including various group shots. Again, they enjoyed the whole evening without any abnormal incidents.

The next morning, when my brother woke up, he noticed that those two girls were missing in the room but didn't really pay much attention to it. Then, the door bell rang and they realized those girls have gone out to buy the group breakfast as an appreciation for sharing the room with them. After they have finished their breakfast, the group bid farewell to the girls, who stayed behind, and went on with their scenery seeing on their bikes, then back to Singapore.

On the second day, back at home, my brother answered a phone call from his friends and went out in a haste without saying anything. When he returned, he told me his friends had the photos printed and all of the group shots with those two girls in it, they were missing with empty spaces. They have checked on the negatives with the same result. After the group had enough of looking at the photos and negative, they burned them right on the spot. Everyone was just too scared to keep them.

Are they ghosts? Extraterrestrial? Beings from another dimension? I don't know and I am sure my brother has no idea what he has encountered too.

StacyO:
Sucking mucus out of a kid. Ewww
Weird n disgusting.

Not weird.. Tell me Supernatural stories.. Weird shit girl

gbengaoyeladun:
The weird things I encounter was last two years when I woke up in the mid night to urinate.. As I reach outside I just saw two woman in white clothe they are dancing and I just join them to help them with a drum....lol...

What happened after?

Randy100:
Threatening a guy who has six packs and shoulder muscle that looked like a rock. I was even telling him that I will beat him up like a small pickin. Thank God people were holding me from my untimely death.

Funny but not weird..

kennypoka2:
Check this out!

i am going to tell a real incident that happened with my room mate…back then i was in second year in medical college….in second year students have to learn autopsy procedures….since there was rush in class …we requested our senior to teach us in night ….he agreed with some hesitation….we were a group of 5 students…

After some day senior ringed us and said there came an unclaimed body for autopsy and he will do it….it would be better if we come…we were waiting for this….we immediately went there….

now the scene was something that will give a normal person nightmares for days….there was a body of a man cut in two by some vehicle accident……face was totally disfigured….we wanted to run from there but senior said chances like this is not gonna come every other day….so we stayed…we were taught all standard procedure of autopsy and senior gave us demonstration too……it was long session….after completion….senior went for washing while i went outside to bring tea….a batchmate took a brisk nap….when he woke up ….he asked senior about cloths of dead man….upon asking why he simply insisted…so senior showed cloths….my friend picked the pant and in the hidden pocket he found a paper with a number written on it….he immediately called on this number and upon picking told about death of their son in law and that they should come to claim the body and do full rites……

we all were astonished at this and asked him how did he know this all….

to this he said that man came in his dream and ordered him to do this….and same man told him about the hidden pocket….

what the hell….senior said….where is he….i can't see him….

he was sitting on your shoulder all the while and still is……

boy were we freaked that day….

anyway family of the man came…identified and took his body….

we never went near autopsy hall after that….’’

Any logical explanation for this?

Why scared? You should have started an evocation. Their might have been some other information he would have liked to tell you .
The body was not just happy to be used as an experiment and if you had not released it to his in laws. You would have no peace of mind . Even if you run away and the body gets missing you would have to find it or else.......
Speaking from experience.

Randy100:
Threatening a guy who has six packs and shoulder muscle that looked like a rock. I was even telling him that I will beat him up like a small pickin. Thank God people were holding me from my untimely death.

lol

AmIYourMate:



Why scared? You should have started an evocation. Their might have been some other information he would have liked to tell you .
The body was not just happy to be used as an experiment and if you had not released it to his in laws. You would have no peace of mind . Even if you run away and the body gets missing you would have to find it or else.......
Speaking from experience.

Share that experience here �

mine was during my nysc in a far away place called Suntai in Taraba state.2 o clock in the night.I came out urinate at the edge of the bush behind corpers lodge and took several steps to get to this urinating station.then the next thing on my right I heard a growl of a big wild animal coming towards my direction.wether it was a lion o,a baboon o,hyena o ,Omo plus myself and my trousers half down my knees with the my urine still going, made a 360 turn ,took three gigantic steps into my room and locked the door.
it was my co corper that wanted to do David killed lion.he threw a stick at the direction of the growl.the growl was at my window (I was stiff silent mode).the growl was now at my co corpse entrance and trying to bring down his door.No be small thing that night

Who knows about the silent twins

Jennifer and June Gibbons were inseparable. They even became catatonic when a school principal separated them at one point and they cried and refused to eat until they were put back together.

They became known as “The Silent Twins” because they developed their own special language that they spoke only with each other.

Born in 1963, they grew up in a small town in Wales.* Their parents were immigrants from Barbados.

They were frequently teased and bullied by classmates in Wales because they were the only Blacks at their school, and because of their unusual accent, which made it difficult for their classmates to understand them. Soon, they had developed their own language with each other that nobody else understood.

In actuality, they really were not so silent. During their 30 years together (before Jennifer suddenly and mysteriously died), they authored several bizarre and disturbing novels, became arsonists, and then stayed in an insane asylum together for 14 years after committing these crimes and trying to kill each other.

As arsonists, at the age of 18, they burned down a tractor store together that caused $200,000 worth of damage. They then vandalized and attempted to burn down a local technical college.

They also displayed bouts of violence and fits of rage toward each other. June was very jealous of Jennifer. After finishing high school, the twins went through a time period when they absolutely hated each other and tried to kill one another. June tried to drown Jennifer in a local river, and Jennifer tried to strangle June with a radio cord.

Hence, they were institutionalized in a high security mental hospital in Berkshire, England following these bizarre incidents.


While confined to the Broadmoor Hospital, June authored The Pepsi Cola Addict – a fictional tale about a boy who is addicted to Pepsi, loses his teacher- lover, is sent to reform school for the scandalous affair with his teacher, and is then sexually molested by many people, including prison guards.


Jennifer authored an equally bizarre book titled Discomania, about insane violence that erupts in a disco bar. Jennifer also authored The Pugilist, in which a cardiologist is so eager to save his child's life that he kills the family dog to obtain its heart for a transplant. The dog's spirit lives on in the child and, ultimately, kills the father.

While murderous fantasies can often relieve one’s psychic tendencies to commit the ultimate crime, the twins made a pact immediately prior to being released from their long 14 year stay at the insane asylum. They decided that one of them should die so the other could feel free and finally live a normal life.

June had written in her diary, “Nobody suffers the way I do, not with a sister, with a husband, yes, with a wife, yes, with a child, yes, but with this sister of mine, a dark shadow robbing me of sunlight, is my one and only torment.”

Once inseparable, and walking in step with each other, they now discussed at length which one of them should die. Jennifer finally agreed that it would be her.


Upon being released from the hospital, the very next day, they were riding in a train when Jennifer suddenly slumped over, her head resting on June’s shoulder. Within a few hours, when they had reached their destination, Jennifer was pronounced dead. A jury was asking to investigate, since authorities were suspicious that June had somehow caused her sister’s death. But no poisonous toxins were found within Jennifer’s system, and Jennifer had told a BBC news reporter the day before, “I’m going to die. We’ve decided.” The cause of death was ruled as pericarditis, which is an inflammation of fluid around the heart – like a drowning of the heart. The sudden fatal heart condition appears to have been mentally willed by the two of them.

Today, June lives a quiet life and rather uneventful life with her family of origin, and has not attempted to write any more novels.

June authored a little poem which is engraved on her sister’s headstone:

We once were two

We two made one

We no more two

Through life be one.

Rest in peace.

Minutes before she died, Jennifer uttered her final words to June, with her head resting on June’s shoulder:

“At long last, we’re out.”

kennypoka2:


Share that experience here �

When I was young my uncle used to be a traditionalist( native doctor) their was this man that was killed on a farmland, somebody found his body and robbed him , took his wallet but their was nothing there and ran away leaving the body , threw the wallet away because their was no money in there forgetting their was vital information about his family in it.
The dead man came in his dreams and ordered him to go look for the wallet , and call the number there, and the wallet was nowhere to be found , the man tormented him for days until he confessed and took the youths to where the body was. It took a lot to calm the spirit of the man and the the help of the police to locate his family members, the wallet was never found. And the guy learnt a valuable lesson never to rob the dead.
This same uncle is now terrorizing us with his juju sha . Inside life

AmIYourMate:


When I was young my uncle used to be a traditionalist( native doctor) their was this man that was killed on a farmland, somebody found his body and robbed him , took his wallet but their was nothing there and ran away leaving the body , threw the wallet away because their was no money in there forgetting their was vital information about his family in it.
The dead man came in his dreams and ordered him to go look for the wallet , and call the number there, and the wallet was nowhere to be found , the man tormented him for days until he confessed and took the youths to where the body was. It took a lot to calm the spirit of the man and the the help of the police to locate his family members, the wallet was never found. And the guy learnt a valuable lesson never to rob the dead.
This same uncle is now terrorizing us with his juju sha . Inside life

Okay, here's my logical explanation for this. Someone saw him steal the wallet and decided to punish him by playing some pranks with him coupled with the fact that his conscience would have haunted him hence the dreams

kennypoka2:

Okay, here's my logical explanation for this. Someone saw him steal the wallet and decided to punish him by playing some pranks with him coupled with the fact that his conscience would have haunted him hence the dreams

Hah you should be an olokpa ( police)

Some times i wil dream and see funny tins inside my dream..
This wil reduce me to lafter, i wil laf from the dream to the real world uncontrollably.

it has hapened few tyms and weneva it hapens, my friends or Whoever am sleeping together with would b amazed and starts asking me amidst fear that Wale wat hapen, Wale, Wale, Wale!!! But Wale go just dey laf dey go.

tho i would later tell dem the reason behind my lafter wen its dawn.
They tink am not normal but me know say i normal

Randy100:
Threatening a guy who has six packs and shoulder muscle that looked like a rock. I was even telling him that I will beat him up like a small pickin. Thank God people were holding me from my untimely death.

you for really collect

StacyO:
Sucking mucus out of a kid. Ewww
Weird n disgusting.

It's normal. Mothers are more familiar with it.

I did it to my kid bro when he was a toddler.
I still recall how happy I felt seeing him breath freely after sucking all the mucus from his nostrils.

He's a Big Boy now!!!
And I just love that young man pass myself.

OlawaleBammie:
Some times i wil dream and see funny tins inside my dream..
This wil reduce me to lafter, i wil laf from the dream to the real world uncontrollably.

it has hapened few tyms and weneva it hapens, my friends or Whoever am sleeping together with would b amazed and starts asking me amidst fear that Wale wat hapen, Wale, Wale, Wale!!! But Wale go just dey laf dey go.

tho i would later tell dem the reason behind my lafter wen its dawn.
They tink am not normal but me know say i normal

What do you see in your dream though?

kennypoka2:


What do you see in your dream though?

Different different funny tin na, any funny tin.


There is no way i can say it here dat wil depict how my brain pictures it soo its practically unsayable.

exynos:
About five years ago, my brother and I were sleeping on thesame bed so it was mid night and i had a terrible nightmare about a monster chasing and wanted to devour. In full fright i woke with my eyes widely open as i was ceaselessly panting for breathe. Simultanously my bro woke up too with thesame shock and fright on his face, few minutes later asked him why he's awake he narrated the same dream i had; about the monster, It immediately dawned on me that there was a ghost present in that room... We later prayed and slept off without being accosted by the Monster again... TBH, i was scared as f*ck

My logical explanation... There is no evidence of shared dreams.

As for people reporting shared dreams, the most likely cause is the unreliable nature of memory. If you hear a person describe a situation, your own memories will change to resemble what the other person said. This is why police will seperate witnesses and prevent them from talking before their reports are recorded. Dreams are barely remembered and are thus more susceptible to this effect. #Copied

Is it possible that this is what happened?

Any logical explanation for this? This comment was made in Feb 4 2019.

It's only happened to me several times in probably 15 years now, but beyond these events, I never dream at all.

And it's getting scary now because besides being extremely exact in every way, they're all bad or sad events, never good things.

As I'm writing this on a Sunday night, 2 nights ago on Friday I dreamt about my ex-sister-in-law, dying, and woke up this morning to be told she committed suicide last night. I'm feeling extremely guilty by not saying anything to anyone. But I haven't seen her in a few years and I just figured I'd had a night of dreams since I had taken a pain pill for an injury and had slept very deeply. Maybe I should have contacted my ex and asked her to check on her sister, I don't know. What was I to say, I had a dream? Maybe yes I should have after all. She was in her late 20's and I feel like I just saw her yesterday. This is extremely saddening and besides the fact that someone I knew just committed suicide, I'm now having anxiety today because of my pattern of dreams and now thinking I definitely have an ability, and that I am afraid of because I only see bad things happening, always.

In fact, this same night 2 nights ago, I also had another vision, and this one is worrysome as well. Not to be so religious on here, but if any of you have read the Bible you can relate to this, in Revelations. I dreamt I was outside with my older sister and my daughter, who in the dream still looks young, so I'm thinking this must have to happen soon. My daughter is swimming, so I'm thinking it has to be a time of year that it's warm outside like the summer. The sky turns dark and gray, rolling clouds and the sun is gone. Then we see a large fireball going through the sky, which me thinking back looked exactly like a big rock being shot out of a volcano with the flames behind it. But the only thing is that I don't live anywhere near a volcano, I'm on the southeast coast of the USA . So I'm thinking it's either an asteroid or a nuclear missle. After seeing this, I look to my sister and say, Jesus is coming back. Then she says, yes little brother he is. And the dream ended.

So needless to say I'm very anxious and feeling sad and weird tonight, and don't want to fall asleep.

I was told, and I can actually remember this somehow, that when I was a little toddler my family was in church and while the preacher was speaking, I got up and walked down the middle isle and starting talking. Just as most adults giggle at cute kids doing cute stuff, I was talking to Noone in front of me in the isle. But I actually was. I remember seeing him, just as you all picture him in the pictures. My mother said I was talking to Jesus and she said she was so happy that day, and I can actually remember this even though I was so young.

I will admit growing up I lived like so many in ways that were not religious at all, but I have come back around throughout the years.

I don't know, maybe I'm meant to see things for a reason but I just don't know why it's all bad things now. Or maybe it's just things I need to tell people about to help in one way or the other. Unfortunately I'm just maybe realizing this I guess a day or two late because maybe I could have reached out and my ex sister-in-law may could be alive today, I don't know. I do know though that my heart is broken.

But I guess if my other dream comes true this year, hopefully you all will keep your eyes open and looking up and being prepared, somehow. I guess if it is meant to be asteroids or a nuclear weapon there's not much we can do, but if you haven't already maybe consider talking to God and open your hearts and let him in. I have to believe I'm being shown all of my visions for a reason. Maybe me telling you all might help at least 1 person.

kennypoka2:

My logical explanation... There is no evidence of shared dreams.

As for people reporting shared dreams, the most likely cause is the unreliable nature of memory. If you hear a person describe a situation, your own memories will change to resemble what the other person said. This is why police will seperate witnesses and prevent them from talking before their reports are recorded. Dreams are barely remembered and are thus more susceptible to this effect. #Copied

Is it possible that this is what happened?

No sir, I only asked him why he was awake, he said he had a nightmare and he proceeded to narrating the same dream i had.

kennypoka2:
Any logical explanation for this? This comment was made in Feb 4 2019.

It's only happened to me several times in probably 15 years now, but beyond these events, I never dream at all.

And it's getting scary now because besides being extremely exact in every way, they're all bad or sad events, never good things.

As I'm writing this on a Sunday night, 2 nights ago on Friday I dreamt about my ex-sister-in-law, dying, and woke up this morning to be told she committed suicide last night. I'm feeling extremely guilty by not saying anything to anyone. But I haven't seen her in a few years and I just figured I'd had a night of dreams since I had taken a pain pill for an injury and had slept very deeply. Maybe I should have contacted my ex and asked her to check on her sister, I don't know. What was I to say, I had a dream? Maybe yes I should have after all. She was in her late 20's and I feel like I just saw her yesterday. This is extremely saddening and besides the fact that someone I knew just committed suicide, I'm now having anxiety today because of my pattern of dreams and now thinking I definitely have an ability, and that I am afraid of because I only see bad things happening, always.

In fact, this same night 2 nights ago, I also had another vision, and this one is worrysome as well. Not to be so religious on here, but if any of you have read the Bible you can relate to this, in Revelations. I dreamt I was outside with my older sister and my daughter, who in the dream still looks young, so I'm thinking this must have to happen soon. My daughter is swimming, so I'm thinking it has to be a time of year that it's warm outside like the summer. The sky turns dark and gray, rolling clouds and the sun is gone. Then we see a large fireball going through the sky, which me thinking back looked exactly like a big rock being shot out of a volcano with the flames behind it. But the only thing is that I don't live anywhere near a volcano, I'm on the southeast coast of the USA . So I'm thinking it's either an asteroid or a nuclear missle. After seeing this, I look to my sister and say, Jesus is coming back. Then she says, yes little brother he is. And the dream ended.

So needless to say I'm very anxious and feeling sad and weird tonight, and don't want to fall asleep.

I was told, and I can actually remember this somehow, that when I was a little toddler my family was in church and while the preacher was speaking, I got up and walked down the middle isle and starting talking. Just as most adults giggle at cute kids doing cute stuff, I was talking to Noone in front of me in the isle. But I actually was. I remember seeing him, just as you all picture him in the pictures. My mother said I was talking to Jesus and she said she was so happy that day, and I can actually remember this even though I was so young.

I will admit growing up I lived like so many in ways that were not religious at all, but I have come back around throughout the years.

I don't know, maybe I'm meant to see things for a reason but I just don't know why it's all bad things now. Or maybe it's just things I need to tell people about to help in one way or the other. Unfortunately I'm just maybe realizing this I guess a day or two late because maybe I could have reached out and my ex sister-in-law may could be alive today, I don't know. I do know though that my heart is broken.

But I guess if my other dream comes true this year, hopefully you all will keep your eyes open and looking up and being prepared, somehow. I guess if it is meant to be asteroids or a nuclear weapon there's not much we can do, but if you haven't already maybe consider talking to God and open your hearts and let him in. I have to believe I'm being shown all of my visions for a reason. Maybe me telling you all might help at least 1 person.

It is so evident that the coming of Jesus christ is near, might just the next second.

God help us all

Wet dreams