Ok, here's mine. When i was a kid, there used to be this old man who would sell candy on a small store from the other side of my grandma's house, and every time we visit my grandma, we would go there and buy candy from him. He was a very sweet old man. Until one day we went there, and his store was closed. Apparently he got too old or decided it wasn't worth it. He was part of my childhood and I never forget him. Until years later, as an adult, I had a dream about him. I was visiting and went to buy candies from him, but he just gave them for me and waved goodbye. At the time it was just a dream, a memory from my childhood. A week later, I went to visit my grandma again, and while at it, I looked at where his store used to be (the place was pretty much long gone) and it reminded me of my dream. I went to talk to my grandma and asked about him, and she told me she had passed away. I asked when, and she said it was a week ago. I was shocked, but didn't brought the dream, as I knew they wouldn't believe me in me.
Holy shit, I heard that 3rd story years ago and it has always stuck with me, even tho there was ultimately a perfectly reasonable explanation, I cannot even begin to comprehend how terrifying those moments have been when you wake up to someone watching you sleep deep in the woods in an abandoned camper van 🤯 my heart would have stopped.
Holy- hey I also have those weird Deja vu dreams too. In them I’d get a glimpse of a future event that would happen to me, like a trip to the dentist or visiting family…never knew that there are others who have experienced this as well.
I have a story when I was kid around 13 I had friend over we were just hanging out nothing weird. He told he needed to use the bathroom. Anyhow he returned to the room we had a whole conversation. Here's the kicker he walked back into the room. And whoever or whatever I was talking to disappeared. I wasn't talking to him at all. I still wonder till this day if whatever it was trying to freak me out or was just letting me know things like exist.
When i was a kid, there used to be this old man who would sell candy on a small store from the other side of my grandma's house, and every time we visit my grandma, we would go there and buy candy from him. He was a very sweet old man.
Until one day we went there, and his store was closed. Apparently he got too old or decided it wasn't worth it.
He was part of my childhood and I never forget him.
Until years later, as an adult, I had a dream about him. I was visiting and went to buy candies from him, but he just gave them for me and waved goodbye. At the time it was just a dream, a memory from my childhood.
A week later, I went to visit my grandma again, and while at it, I looked at where his store used to be (the place was pretty much long gone) and it reminded me of my dream. I went to talk to my grandma and asked about him, and she told me she had passed away.
I asked when, and she said it was a week ago.
I was shocked, but didn't brought the dream, as I knew they wouldn't believe me in me.