Cool. I have never seen any, but don't doubt their existence. I ,like my Dad have had dreams that have actually happened as in my dream, or near about as it happened in my dreams. I have seen a lot of UFO stuff though. My Dad has seen Ghosts before. The last one was an old sailing ship. He was fishing late one night, or early in the morning, at the Jupiter Inlet. It had been foggy, and had finally cleared up, and the moon was shining through the clouds, and my Dad said after a few minutes he heard a loud banging, and thumping, and grinding noise, like an old wood barrel, against the rocks. He kept hearing it, and he walked along the Inlet towards the sound, and he looked across the inlet, and there was an old sailing ship, the sails, were in tatters, and the ship was sideways up against the rocks, and it was being tossed back and forth against it, and as he watched it, it slowly faded from view. He said loaded up his fishing gear and went home. He said he had never told anyone about it before. He used to have dreams, when I was younger. He would tell us about them, and we would laugh, and make fun of him. Till they started coming true. Some of them were exactly as the dream was. When I was in high school, I started to have a dream, about once every six months. It was an extreamly intense, and realistic dream.
I was in an old abandoned house, and I was with a friend. Only I didn't know who it was, his face was blurred, like on tv when they don't want to show people's faces. I kept having this dream till I graduated from High School, and finally went into the Army. The dream was, I was standing in the front room of an old abandoned house, with my buddy, and all of a sudden there were about four or five teenagers, about 12th grade highschool age, or a little older, and we were in a knock down drag out fight, and then I would wake up from my dream. Well after getting my appendix taken out in Ft. Lewis Washington, the night before I was to ship out to Vietnam, (Oh, I also had an intense feeling that I was not going to Nam, even though all the paper work said I was. I also had the same intensity that if I did, I wasn't coming back.) anyway, I was sent to Ft. Lee Va. instead. After about a year or so, I had a couple days off, and a buddy of mine said hey, you collect any antiques? I said just guns and knives, but I can't afford the stuff I would like to. He said well since you have a car, and we both have time off, how about we go exploring. He said he collected old porcelein light switches, and door knobs. He said he had been talking to some locals, who said that there were a lot of old abandoned homes scattered about the area, and some were fairly old. So I said ok, lets ride. So we hit the road, and I said you tell me where you want to go, he said he had no particular area to start, so I said well pick a direction. So we went all over different places, and finally we came to a four way, and on the south west corner, was an old house with the door hanging on one hinge, and most of the windows out, and he said hey go there. So we did. Well to the south side was a little fenced in area, and a little lean to, and a small whit pony. So I said, hey I don't think this place is abandoned. He said " Somebody probably just keeps the pony here. And as we entered the front room the hair on my arms stood up, and I this chill! I turned to look at him, and I guess my shock showed, because he said what is wrong with you? Now the blurred face in my dreams was clear. I told him about my dream, and I told him, you go upstairs, and you will find the bathroom on your left. There is an old claw foot bath tub, and the front bedroom has little roses on the wall paper. He went up stairs, and came back down, and smiled, and said you've been here before. I said only in my dream, and I'm leaving now. He said you're serious aren't you?! I said you'd better believe it, and headed out the door, and got in my MG, and started it up, and he got in, and we took off. Well just as we reached the four way, and started out on the highway, this fifty seven chevy turns onto the road we just left, and there were about four or five teenagers about our size, and they gave us a dirty look, and then they pulled into the driveway of the house we were at! My buddy, said man you're haunted! I still had goose bumps.
Well I am glad I had that dream, because I don't know how the dream ended. Probably not good, hence the early warning.
Wayne
