posted on Oct, 5 2018 @ 11:32 AM
I've never posted anything about my story anywhere for it is quite mundane, but you might appreciate it. It is more of a dream deal than prediction in
my opinion......
After having a lucid dream, I looked up more info on how I could possibly do it again (cuz it was friggin awesome). One of the things that was
recommended across the board is to keep a 'dream journal'. As soon as you wake from a dream, write down what you recall, then later read and
reflect.
It wasn't long after I started my dream journal that I met a cool girl at the university I was attending. We didn't date or anything at this time,
just hung out with other friends.
One night I wake from a dream where her and I were cruising in my car out in bumfrick nowhere sharing a left handed cigarette. We come to an
intersection. I stop, look left, right then notice a dude in the back seat with a burly beard, but no face. (It was blurry, like when a show is
'protecting the identity') I have to creep out slowly into the intersection, because the corn growing in the fields in either direction is so high and
dense, you can't get a good view. END DREAM.
Fast forward a few months... after a night of partying we end up in the same bed, and both realize we really like each other. We date throughout the
school year. Summer comes and she takes me to meet the family down in Shanksville (flight 93) and we all hit it off. Even her dad and I get along
great which was apparently the first time he'd ever been accepting of a BF.
After dinner, her, her little brother and I decide to go for a drive. It's a very rural area Shanksville, so I'm just going where she tells me as to
not get lost. As we enjoy our smokes, I approach an intersection. Look left, right and then notice her brother in the back. The dream comes rushing
into my mind. He was the one with the blurry face and huge beard. I begin to lurch my car into the intersection to get a look behind the corn, but
slam my brakes....
A big ol jacked up truck came running through the stop sign at at least 50 mph. Easily would've killed us if t-boned.