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We just recently experienced another April Fool’s Day. When I was a kid it always seemed like so much fun, everyone was almost always expecting something to happen to them. But, my experience at fifteen, will always put a damper on that supposedly fun day. In actuality it began the week before.
Every night I would have the same dream. It was really a nightmare, not a dream. My Mom would come running into my room and wake me up, because I was screaming at the top of my lungs in my sleep. I was screaming and crying from this repeated nightmare, that I couldn’t remember upon wakening. Strange thing was that I dreamt it at the same time every night: 1:14am!
My Mom was always so patient comforting me, always the one that understood what I have gone through all my life, as a psychic intuitive. She would say, “ My little Darlin, don’t worry about it, just pray that you can change it.” “God must be giving you these dreams so that you can”, she said compassionately. But, it never seemed to happen that way. I would dream it, and it would happen. But this time was different. It didn’t happen at the time, as it went on for a week. Then on Friday morning, April fool’s day I woke up again screaming and crying, but this time I remembered what happened. I guess I hadn’t before because it was too traumatic for me to face.
I saw all the vivid details. There was a funeral going on, and I could see all the yellow flowers all around the highly polished mahogany casket. As I seemed to zoom in on it, I could see a face of a young male in it. Unfortunately I could not make out his features, at first. As I tried harder to see, I realized it my boyfriend PJ’s face! My first love! I got really upset and almost woke up. But, then I noticed that the features began to change. They changed to my boyfriend’s best friend, Justin. Then I woke up, as my Mom was shaking me. I was even more upset than I was the rest of the week, when I couldn’t remember them! She calmed me down somehow, and I got to sleep. But, upon arising with the alarm, it all came back to me. My Mom tried once again to calm me down, but didn’t get very far this time. I said, “I have to call PJ and make sure that he and Justin are OK.” She agreed, that perhaps it would help.
The telephone seemed to ring for an eternity. Then finally PJ answered. I broke out into tears with a flush of relief. He was alive! Then I told him about the dream, and before I got to ask him if Justin was OK, I knew the answer… I could feel his energy pull away from me on the phone. He said, “Doll, listen, I hate to tell you that once again your dreams were right, but it’s true. Last night I was supposed to go bowling, remember?” I said, “Yes, I know you told me that you and the guys were going.” “Well, he said, something didn’t feel right, maybe your psychic stuff is rubbing off on me?” I didn’t laugh. “I don’t know, he said, but I called Justin and asked if he would take my place on the league, and he agreed.”
Immediately I knew what had happened. Justin had not only taken PJ’s place on the league, but also in death. But, I wondered, is it possible? Can someone really do that? Had they previously agreed to do so? Was it a karmic balancing?
PJ said that after bowling, the guys went drinking, and evidently were speeding, when the crash took place. Justin was pronounced dead at 1:14am, the same time I had been waking up from my nightmare. I still don’t understand why I couldn’t remember it in time to change it, but I guess it wasn’t God’s will. All I know is that this April Fool’s Day wasn’t funny.
Postscript: Three years later PJ died in a motorcycle accident on the same road that I had always warned him to slow down on. I guess he only got a short extension on his life.
Names have been changed to protect the family’s privacy.
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