When I was little I had a few health issues due to being born premature and one time I stopped breathing.
Anyway one night (when I was about 6 I think) I fell asleep in my bedroom, but I woke up in my mum and dads bedroom which was across the hall, not only that but I fell asleep in my bed and woke up in there's....Definitely sleepwalking apparently one time I tried to pee on the telly screen and my other brother had to dive on me to stop me
but I don't remember that at all!
Back on topic I fell asleep in my bed and woke up in theirs....and I looked out the window and I noticed a white object in the sky (not a UFO as this wasnt a white light) it was simply a white object in the sky which appeared to have wings, almost like a statue and it wasn't moving but it was facing me and there is and was nothing in that area which it could or might have been - we are talking about an area of perfect sky with no obstructions...and there was this white thing (I still say it was an angel)....this is the part where it gets positively strange...my mum is a very light sleeper and I tried to wake up my mum and dad and I was proper shaking them both as I was frightened and neither even so much as flinched....so then I put my head back down onto the pillow and started thinking about my grandma (we were really close) in past tense, thing is she hadn't died yet, not for another 2 or 3 years. And yet after she passed away and my mum had to tell me the news when I was about 8 or 9 it was almost like I knew, I guessed what it was she had to tell me at the time and she nodded...thing is I wasn't upset or heartbroken....and with deaths in the family since then I've not been upset or heartbroken it's strange because I look at death differently straight away, most people get upset and cry but I don't. It doesn't mean I don't care and it doesn't mean I didn't love the person or pet in question because I loved them all.
I still maintain to this day that what happened that night when I was little was absolutely not a dream or nightmare it was definitely real....and in what happened since only confirms to me that I was visited in some way, shape or form by who I don't know but it's clear to me that the message was that I was going to be okay health wise from then on (I am) and also to warn me what was to come and to tell me it's okay and not to be all upset about death.
I do know that it is something that I for one cannot explain in all seriousness.
Anyway one night (when I was about 6 I think) I fell asleep in my bedroom, but I woke up in my mum and dads bedroom which was across the hall, not only that but I fell asleep in my bed and woke up in there's....Definitely sleepwalking apparently one time I tried to pee on the telly screen and my other brother had to dive on me to stop me
but I don't remember that at all! Back on topic I fell asleep in my bed and woke up in theirs....and I looked out the window and I noticed a white object in the sky (not a UFO as this wasnt a white light) it was simply a white object in the sky which appeared to have wings, almost like a statue and it wasn't moving but it was facing me and there is and was nothing in that area which it could or might have been - we are talking about an area of perfect sky with no obstructions...and there was this white thing (I still say it was an angel)....this is the part where it gets positively strange...my mum is a very light sleeper and I tried to wake up my mum and dad and I was proper shaking them both as I was frightened and neither even so much as flinched....so then I put my head back down onto the pillow and started thinking about my grandma (we were really close) in past tense, thing is she hadn't died yet, not for another 2 or 3 years. And yet after she passed away and my mum had to tell me the news when I was about 8 or 9 it was almost like I knew, I guessed what it was she had to tell me at the time and she nodded...thing is I wasn't upset or heartbroken....and with deaths in the family since then I've not been upset or heartbroken it's strange because I look at death differently straight away, most people get upset and cry but I don't. It doesn't mean I don't care and it doesn't mean I didn't love the person or pet in question because I loved them all.
I still maintain to this day that what happened that night when I was little was absolutely not a dream or nightmare it was definitely real....and in what happened since only confirms to me that I was visited in some way, shape or form by who I don't know but it's clear to me that the message was that I was going to be okay health wise from then on (I am) and also to warn me what was to come and to tell me it's okay and not to be all upset about death.
I do know that it is something that I for one cannot explain in all seriousness.

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