I have always had a bad habit of predicting deaths within two days or two weeks, and tend to be very open with telling people what is going to happen to them.
Few things that come to mind...
> Talking with a friend I met online, and after day dreaming for about ten minutes, I feel a sudden urge to say the name, "Cherry" and talk about the state of Oklahoma.
> My friend is baffled by what the hell I'm talking about, but we go on and she asks what exactly does Cherry have to do with Oklahoma, and then I'm finally hit with a motion of calm and explain that a horse she has in Oklahoma is named Cherry and something has happened to it.
> Sure as shit, she had a horse at a family ranch in Oklahoma named Cherry, and it ended up legit breaking its fucking leg within an hour of me saying it, and was put down two days later because of it.
The second time this happened to me was a little... Too vivid for personal comfort, but hey we'll talk about it!
> Live in Arizona and have a friend who lives with his grandparents across the street from me.
> I legit had no clue about this guys direct family outside of his grandparents, but one night I ended up having a dream where I was bearing witness to a car accident from the perspective of his younger brother.
> Sedan collides with small car, shit is messy. In the dream, I spend about five minutes crying from the sedan for the guy to help me, saying that I'm burning and all this shit.
> Oh did I forget to mention this was a lucid dream? Yeah, I was really feeling those fucking burns. It hurt like a motherfucker.
> End up waking up an hour later to find myself safe and calm, but feel like something bad is about to happen. It feels sometime away, but I felt that something was going to happen. Ended up telling the guy about the story, and we just laugh it off until about two weeks later....
My girlfriend is a medium. So we went to this graveyard that wasn't marked. It was just owned by the city. There are a bunch of children's graves there.
We go a little into the forest and we can see far into the forest. We heard footsteps, and children crying.
I walked into the forest of the graveyard a bit to take a look at a debris pile and I found human bones. After I picked them up, my girlfriend told me to leave them where they were placed and cover them up with dirt.
We did, and as soon as I got out of the forest, I could see a little girl's spirit and could hear her wailing in the forest.
My dad died when I was 16. It was very sudden, a freak occurrence, a viral infection that shut down his heart. He was only 52.
In the weeks that followed, my mother and I had a lot of experiences. The phone would ring and the caller id would display just a random bunch of letters and numbers and I don't want to say symbols but maybe incomplete displays? We would answer and there would never be anything on the other end.
One evening we in the living room and this tremendous light manifested in the dining room which was adjacent to us. The light manifested at the head of the table where my dad sat, it shot through the kitchen, and it disappeared. We lived in the sticks so it wasn't a car or light outside or anything.
The last phone call we ever had that was crazy I answered. I said the hellos, sat through silence, and said "I love you daddy, I miss you" and the phone finally hung up. Never a call after that. Maybe someone just got weirded out.
I had a lot of dreams, too, which ended when my dad in dream said that he couldn't stay anymore and that he had to go, but I don't bring those up a lot because dreams are what they are. I sort of believe them because the dad who came to me there had his smell, coffee and stale cigs, whereas when I see my dad in dreams after there is no smell, but, again, dreams.
I suppose this isn't the sort of ghost story we're looking for here but it's what I got.
>>16925333 i lived in an apartment and a little girl ghost haunted the entire 2nd floor. worst thing she did was thump the bed (like someone slapping it with their hand) while i was reading a book. sometimes, if you turn off the lights and sat silently in the dark, you could hear her footsteps on the carpet as she walked around.
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