Dreams: Friendly Warning?

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The only picture of James and I that exists – this was taken about 11 years ago, in the basement all of our high school.

Little bit of background before I go straight into the dream I had the other night.

Okay, so James was my ROCK in high school. I had a lot of issues, and he was the only one who kept me sane. I had the BIGGEST crush on him. It’s like he could tell I was having a bad day, so he tried to make me laugh extra hard that day. I never told him back then how much he meant to me, except for the anonymous note I left on his desk typed up one day. I remember watching him open that note and read it, wishing I could just jump up out of my seat and tell him how I felt.

Anyhow, after he graduated my junior year, we lost touch. Tried to find him on social media, called his number in my yearbook, etc for a few years. Nothing. I found his best friend on Facebook, and I messaged him a few years ago asking him if he knew anything about James. I didn’t hear from him for a year, then I got a message from him that said “I don’t know if you knew this or not but James….” My heart dropped before I even opened and read the rest of the message, since he hadn’t been in touch with me about him, I figured something bad had happened. He was in a head on collision with an elderly woman, everyone who was involved perished at the scene.

Ever since then, that was about 4 years ago, I started having dreams about him. Very vivid dreams. Like, dreams that are so vivid there is not way they are just dreams. I can see him, touch him, SMELL his cologne…. It is too real to be just dreams… I wake up sometimes in the middle of the night, so startled by these dreams and how real they feel.

Being the type of person that I am, I am a Christian, however, I do believe in spirits and demons as well. I talked to my mom about these dreams and how real they feel, and she said if you’re not sure if he knows what he meant to you in high school, then the next time you see him, ask him. So I did just that…

The following week when James visited me in my dream, I put my hand on his shoulder and shook him slightly as I asked him.

‘James, do you realize how much you meant to me in high school?’

He just smiled…. I asked him about 3 more times…. Then I woke up. This dream was about six months ago. I didn’t see him again until the other night. He had been visiting once, maybe twice a month.   Between now and then, I have been toying with idea of trying to get in touch with him, via conjuring up spirits or other means, just so I have closure. Then, a few days ago, James visited me again.

We were back in high school and we were just shooting the breeze, talking, just like old times.   That was the first dream, the second dream was way more complex…

James and I were on a train and I kept seeing a black, almost shadow-like dot everywhere. I finally started shouting in the dream it’s him. Referring to James. Then they took a picture of just me at the top of this Victorian style staircase, and James was sitting next to me in the dream.

Then, I started meditating at the top of the stairs, trying to get him to come back. Well he came back, but only in a shadow form on the wall. I stand with my face to the wall, observing as suddenly the shadow turned from James silhouette to a long, lanky thing I can only describe as a demon. I started screaming in the dream, and felt like my face was on fire, and all I felt was extreme pressure in my head, then I woke up.

Could this have been James way of telling me not to open a door to the sprite realm I may not be able to close back? Was this my body’s way of telling me not to eat right before I go to bed?

What kind of dreams do you have? Do you dream in black and white, or color? Do you remember your dreams when you wake up, or do you snap right back to reality?

Author: Mysterious Ramblings

Hi, I’m Misty and I own Mysterious Ramblings. I love God, my family, and my boyfriend of 8 years. Highly amused by rats, animals, celebrities, tattoos, and the occasional squirrel. I have a broken filter and I wear my heart on my sleeve. Survey hound, product reviewer, self employed, convention and travel lover. Impractical Jokers, horror movie, Snapchat, Instagram and Mexican food junkie. Lover of all things 90's and 00's. Brand ambassador and lifestyle blogger. Full time caretaker to my grandmother and nanny to my nieces and nephew. Pretty much, I’m Superwoman.

3 thoughts on “Dreams: Friendly Warning?

  1. This give me the chills. I think it is totally possible that he was trying to give you a warning to be careful or something! Who knows? I can usually remember my dreams, but rarely are they crazy or something that I find so odd that I have to share them with people. Keep your dreams coming though! Typing about them may help you find answers!

  2. I also have crazy dreams. I do believe in the spirit world, and I think it was a warning. Keep posting your dreams! It might give you a revelation you have never thought of before.

  3. First and foremost, I’m terribly sorry for the loss of your friend. It’s clear that he meant a great deal to you, and sometimes, we never truly get over these things–we just learn new ways to cope.

    Secondly, the story gave me shivers up my spine. I have weird dreams as well, and believe much the same as you do (about demons and spirits), so I think he was definitely trying to stop you from going forward. Maybe one day, you’ll find out the reason why.

    I would love to read more of your dreams. 🙂

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