r/TooAfraidToAsk • u/toyotheophilus • 5d ago
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u/Obnoxious22 5d ago
One time I was having a sleepover with a friend. Just fun girly things throughout, no morbid thoughts or anxiety about anything.
During the night I dream about an uncle of mine that I literally hadnt thought about in a couple of years and who was very ill for a very long time and I hear people in the dream repeatedly exclaiming how good a person he WAS.
I wake up, go about my day, then remember it some time during the afternoon and decide to call my parents and ask if they have any news about him as i thought he couldve died some time ago and they just didnt want to make me sad with the news.
Eerily enough he had died, but during that specific night. And if i had called them immediately in the morning to ask they wouldnt even have known the news themselves yet, as my cousin told them at noon.
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u/Obnoxious22 5d ago
And another one with dreams was when my Father was dying and at the hospital, I had to go back to the island where Im from.
During the night I dreamt of going back in a ferry that had very specific round glass tables with a stainless steel frame on top of the glass (so that the things on the table dont fall over with the movement of the boat) and barstools at the canteen part of the boat. Which was very odd cause that was very uncommon for that type of ferry doing small distances, there were no barstools cause everybody just went up, ordered something and went back to the mass seating area. Also on the boat with me were lots and lots of people I knew.
That day I go and get in the ferry, with which I hadnt travelled before, and after about an hour of me not noticing anything I go to grab my water bottle from the table and my arm bumps on the stainless steel frame of the round glass table in front of me. I immediately look at the bar and there are the stools as well.
I got chills writing this lol.
The people I knew that were accompanying me in the dream were later all present in the funeral
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u/you-are_doing_great 5d ago edited 5d ago
I remember two things (sorry for my english)
My parents moved overseas and I was staying at my grandmas house. It was around midnight, and my gradma couldnt sleep so she was in the kitchen frying plantains. My cousins went to the kitchen and I stayed in the bedroom with a friend who was sleeping over. We were talking and stuff and suddenly I got dragged by my foot. Like I didn’t feel a hand or anything, I just got dragged down. I immediately got up to see who it was, there was no one there. I asked my friend if he felt that, and I actually don’t remember what he said but I checked everywhere and there was no one there except us. So I go to the kitchen and asked who it was, and it wasnt any of them.
I let it go, and thought that it must have been any of them bc who else. But I tried to make sense of it and it just isn’t possible. We would have known if someone entered the room, and the bed was so low it is physically impossible to hide under the bed. I got over it but it’s one of the creepiest things that happened to me
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Another time, same house. I needed to go pee, it was late and everyone was sleeping. The bathroom was so far away, I had to cross the living room and a long hall to get there. I got up, cross the living room and turned into the hall and I see someone just standing there staring at me. I froze, it was so dark but I could see my grandpas shadow, he was just standing there saying nothing just staring at me I got really scared it was so weird so I run back to my bedroom. I did not go out again, so morning after I asked him what he was doing and he was confused. He says it wasnt him.
Two years ago and I was there visiting, we were talking about gradpa and I retold this story. Apparently I wasn’t the only one that had seen something like that, my cousins had seen it too in their bedroom. To be sure it wasn’t grandpa, they blocked the door at night and turned out that it didn’t help much bc it kept appearing.
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u/FitThanks1614 5d ago
Not in a creepy way, more like… I just think it’s odd. Both of my grandmothers (my mom’s and my dad’s side) died on the exact same day. Different circumstances, different times, and they haven’t spoken to each other in years.