Warnings from Spirits

First of all I would like to explain my Uncle. He drank a lot and could get a little overbearing at times. But as I remember him, he was an outrageously funny person, he was kindhearted and he treated me and my siblings very well. He was only welcomed at my mother's home. His other siblings would not let him stay at their place of residence.

Well, when my Uncle passed, we had the repass at my Aunt's home. Everyone was sitting around eating and drinking and talking about him. As the talking progressed, pictures started literally being thrown of the walls. Everyone just looked and said nothing. We were in awe. My Aunt's picture had been on her walls every since I could remember. Now they were on the floor. We heard my twin cousin screaming, "let me out". He had gone down to the basement to retrieve something for my Aunt. The door's lock was on the outside of the door. We pushed the latch back in the opposite direction and let him out. We asked what happened and he told us that when he came upstairs to the door, he heard the lock go into place and when he tried pushing open the door he could not get out. I could only guess who could have locked the door and that my Uncle was probably upset about his siblings talking too much about him. The talking ceased about him.

I had a dream about a cat. I have a morbid fear of cats and dogs. In this particular dream, I would be walking in an empty building and a cat would jump onto my back. I could not get this cat off my back. I would scream and holler, saying get off me and that cat would not bulge. It stayed glued to my back. And the most frightening was the cat would rub it face against my face and out of shear panic I would wake up. I dreamt this dream three days in a row. It was so disturbing about the reoccurrence of the same dream, that I called my mother, Aunt and my grandmother. They told me the same thing. I was letting someone into my home that hated my guts and that I was being warned. I was told to clean house by being careful with whom I socialized with. I started showing better judgment with people after what I was told. I never dreamt that dream again.

My best girlfriend in the world (we had known each other since the first grade. She was like the sister I never had.) had a dream about her dad coming to visit her. Her dad had passed over and before he left this realm, he was diabetic, blind and could not walk. He was wheelchair bound. She called me up and told me about this dream. He would walk across the street come through her door and say, "I came to see about you Cookie". She also dreamt this dream three times. I told her I did not know what that meant, or may be he was coming to take her to the other side. She told me if it's her time to go then so be it. Three months later she had passed over too from an unexpected illness. I miss her dearly. Sometimes, I think about her and about what her father had said to her.

There are so many that I do not understand. I hope in the course of my life on this earth, I will. Thank you for reading another one of my stories.