posted on Mar, 7 2010 @ 10:18 AM
reply to post by lemywinxs
My little sister got killed in 2003. She visits me all the time in my dreams.
I'll never forget the first dream she came to me in. I live by the beach and in my dream, Me, My sister and My Dad had just gotten done surfing and
we had stopped into a sandwich shop for a bite like we always used to after surfing. I remember she was sitting across from me and I was stoked
because we were hanging out, although she wasn't saying anything, but just smiling and looking at me.
Then all of the sudden in the dream I realized that she was dead, but she hadn't left or anything, I just knew. She was still looking at me while my
dad was looking up at what he wanted to eat. I remember that I instantly started to tear up realizing that she wasn't "really" there. She looked at
me sadly as if to say "don't be upset", and "don't let dad know what is really going on", kinda like "keep it a secret, don't upset him" and
then she looked at me and spoke...."If you could only see" and that was it. I woke up sobbing, back to reality, to the fact that my only sibling and
little sister was gone and not coming back.
Since then, she has come to me multiple times in my dreams. The last dream I had, I was in a house in the forest somewhere and looking up at the stars
when one started getting brighter and brighter and closer. I ran into the house because it started getting bigger and bigger and I though it was
something that was going to hit, but as it got closer I realized that it wasn't one star, but three moving closer and closer, till I could make out
that it wasn't stars at all, but beings floating down out of the sky. They were so bright you could barely look at them. Anyway they finally floated
down into the yard and one of them was my sister, although she had, get this, Gold Skin that was radiant and the other two were like her guides or
something. I remember I went to try and hug her and she wouldn't let me. She said she had not Gone to the father yet and she was not clean to touch,
but she assured me that she was with me always. Woke up again, balling...god I miss that little girl...my best friend...I love you and miss you
dearly, but I do know you are with me...I KNOW, so I can smile as I write this now.
Sorry for your friends loss and yours. His dad is better then in a good place, he dwells in the living...his offspring.
Peace