Hi everyone
I’ve been reading your posts for quiet some time. It’s bizarre but I got kind of addicted to this site and many nights before sleeping, I read a couple of stories. I thank you for the company. Well, it’s time that I tell you one of my “stories”. It happened in March...
One night I had a very strange dream. I dreamt that I was deep in the water swimming towards the surface when suddenly my father started pushing me down; I felt a terror because I was suffocating. Then I woke up... It was so real!
Exactly two weeks later I got a message in the middle of the night that I had to call my mum. I found out that my father was in hospital in very bad conditions. I took the first flight home. I live in Italy and my family in the south of Brazil near Argentina. It took me 24 hours to arrive in the hospital and during this time got prepared mentally to deal with it. My father had a respiratory failure and as a consequence a heart attack. He was in the intensive care connected to a respiratory machine. The biggest problem was that they were trying to take him out of the machine but he wasn’t able to breathe by his own. I spent 8 hrs everyday in hospital sharing the 24hrs with my mum and brother. While at home, I didn’t feel uneasy even thought I had some experiences in the past. While I was home alone, lights were blinking and once even the bulbs of chandelier burnt. Because I don’t pay attention to noises and little stuff, I think the possible “ghosts” that tried to call my attention simply gave up on me.
Well in short: he survived... thanks God!
To conclude while packing my suitcase to come back home, I started smelling incense; it was so strong that I asked my mum since when she started burning them. She told me that there was no incense and no smell. Is it all a coincidence?
I’ve been reading your posts for quiet some time. It’s bizarre but I got kind of addicted to this site and many nights before sleeping, I read a couple of stories. I thank you for the company. Well, it’s time that I tell you one of my “stories”. It happened in March...
One night I had a very strange dream. I dreamt that I was deep in the water swimming towards the surface when suddenly my father started pushing me down; I felt a terror because I was suffocating. Then I woke up... It was so real!
Exactly two weeks later I got a message in the middle of the night that I had to call my mum. I found out that my father was in hospital in very bad conditions. I took the first flight home. I live in Italy and my family in the south of Brazil near Argentina. It took me 24 hours to arrive in the hospital and during this time got prepared mentally to deal with it. My father had a respiratory failure and as a consequence a heart attack. He was in the intensive care connected to a respiratory machine. The biggest problem was that they were trying to take him out of the machine but he wasn’t able to breathe by his own. I spent 8 hrs everyday in hospital sharing the 24hrs with my mum and brother. While at home, I didn’t feel uneasy even thought I had some experiences in the past. While I was home alone, lights were blinking and once even the bulbs of chandelier burnt. Because I don’t pay attention to noises and little stuff, I think the possible “ghosts” that tried to call my attention simply gave up on me.
Well in short: he survived... thanks God!
To conclude while packing my suitcase to come back home, I started smelling incense; it was so strong that I asked my mum since when she started burning them. She told me that there was no incense and no smell. Is it all a coincidence?
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