More than vaguely creepy.

In My Humble Opinion
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Chris is a kid who we all go (or for me, went) to school with, he’s a grade above my sisters and a few grades below me. He’s got an older brother the same age as my brother, and he always went to the Volleyball and Basketball games with me and my friends when we were in HS. He’s a tall, skinny white kid who thinks he’s a ghetto gang banger, dresses to the 9’s, and talks with a deep ghetto clip. He’s got a slight crosseye, and is known for making a “westside” symbol and saying things like “hiznouse,” “hiznomies,” “yo, yo, yo,” and “west-LINE!,” which is a small city by our HS.

Two weeks ago, my younger sister Becky dreamt that her classmate, Chris, had died in a wreck with a Semi.

Today, sometime this evening, Chris attempted to pass a Semi. There was oncoming traffic, and when Chris tried to get back in the lane, he clipped the rear of the Semi. He died while they tried to LifeFlight him to the nearest hospital.

–Tim

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Ah, dreams that tell the future…

I’m a complete skeptic. Yet I, too, have had one of those dreams. In 1988, I dreamt of a large plane exploding over a small town in a mountaneous area. The remains of the plane crashed on a gas station.

A week later, the Lockerbie disaster happened. And it was exactly like my dream.

I’m still a skeptic, and it could very well be coincidental. But it was extremely weird to say the least.

I’m sorry to hear about such a young kid dying.

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I’m a skeptic, too. Last time my SO went on a plane trip, I woke up that night terrified, dreaming the plane had crashed.

It didn’t.

There’s got to be a kazillion people who have dreamed about disasters happening that didn’t come true. But we only hear about the ones that did.

But you’re right…if it does come true it’s pretty creepy.

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Homer…how old are you?

5

I be 19, yo.

–Tim

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BTW, Kelli, why do you ask?

–Tim

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If you’re a follower of Brookeism, you’d just shrug and say that your sister is quite in tune with the collective unconcious.

But if you’re not me (and there is a good chance you are not), then you’d shrug and say that’s wierd. My psych professor told us about the time she and her son, who was 6 at the time, were in Tunisia. She was doing research, and brought the tyke along. He woke up on night in tears, screaming that they’d killed the tree. She calmed him down, and forgot about it. Until they got home, and discovered that the tree in the front yard had been struck by lighting and removed. Curious, she found out the date of the storm. Yep, you guessed it, the same night her son dreamed it was killed. And this is a scientist we’re talking about. Wierdness.