Ok, don't think I'm crazy here, but...

[sgorny]

... have any of you ever had what I call a "premonition dream?" I mean something that you dream about that subsequently happens? Not like I go to school tomorrow, or any kind of everyday thing. That weird dream that makes no sense, like none you've ever had before, like you are looking through someone elses eyes? I've had two of those...

Warning - hell of a long story here....



The first one happened about 19 years ago. I was still living at home, and it really freaked me out (the dream). I dreamed that I was another young woman, who was walking through a small town type park - a big square area with trees and criss-crossing cement walkways. I realized that someone this person-who-I-was knew was coming up to me, and for some reason was very scared. I turned to run, and only got a few steps before I was shot in the back. I mean, I really felt like I was shot (I guess, because I never was shot before). There was a punching sensation, and I fell on the ground face first. I could feel the blood running hot out of the gunshot wound, and I couldn't move. Then the person came up behind me (I guess, I couldn't see because I was face down) and shot me in the back of the head. There was a flash, and I woke up really freaked out.

Within the next week, I heard about a young Middle Eastern woman (about my age) from a small town surrounding town, who disobeyed her parents by wanting to be more American, less traditional. She ran away from home. Her brother tracked her down to the town park and shot her - once in the back, and then in the back of the head as she was lying on the ground.

Talk about freaked out! I really think I had a premonition about this.

Now, on to what happened on Sunday.

I had just come back from a slightly stress-filled vacation with family. I had switched 4 time zones and 60 degrees (in the negative way). And I dreamed this...

I was in a backyard of a house I didn't recognize. There were several people with small handguns, I think about 22's. They were yelling and everyone was running around and shooting at each other wildly. I had a gun, but the damn thing wouldn't shoot (realize, I don't know a thing about guns except that my mother used to have a 22 that she hid away), and I couldn't figure how to turn the safety off. I got hit a few times, mostly flesh wounds. I was terrified of dying. Finally, I dodged the wrong way and came upon one of the guys who was trying to kill me. He had gotten an automatic weapon from somewhere, and gut shot me about 7 times with it (like a machine gun type thing). I fell face first on the ground, with my hands over the wounds on my stomach, pinned between me and the ground. I could feel the heat at the blood pumped out of me onto the ground, in gushes timed with my heartbeat. I couldn't believe I was dying... someone would come to help... but the killers were still there, and I was afraid to move because they might come up and shoot me again. I realized that I was losing too much blood to be able to move soon, and thought "does everyone think this when they're dying?" And I lay there as things started to go fuzzy...

Then I woke up.

I'll probably never know if this was like the first dream I had, because I don't get the paper, watch the news, or listen to the radio. But it had the same feel as the first dream, and it's only the second time that I've ever dreamed that I died - I mean really died. But it was as someone else.


There it is. I'm crazy, right? Or has anyone else ever had the same experience?

Comments

[xoverau.livejournal.com]

Dear God. That was some of the most vivid description I've ever read. It...I don't know, feels real to me. I've had a few dreams that had that quality, but I've never had one confirmed by the news. I've had several 'prophetic' dreams that predicted insignificant things.