One night I had a dream of this awful car crash, I didn't see the wreck only the occupants. It was like I was hoovering above watching but could not interact. I seen two girls but didn't reconize either. They was blood all over them. The front of the car was smashed all the way up into the cab of the car, there was hair hanging off the broken windshield. One girl was sitting in the door way of the passenger side pulling on the other girls arm saying, wake up. I don't know why but I started yelling for her to stop it. Then I woke up, puzzled. What was that about? It felt so real and scarey. Who were those girls? Why couldn't she hear me yelling for her to stop pulling that arm. On November 23, 1993 I had awaken a little late and hurried the girls to get ready for school. My oldest daughter was a senior, the youngest a junior. My oldest daughters friend had gotten a car and she often came by and the girls would ride to school with her. The girls were running late and the youngest acted like she wanted to be late. I told my daughter and her friend to run along and I would take the youngest. They left...I hurried up and threw some clothes on, I was running to my daughters room to see if she was ready then 'BOOM' I felt just like I had ran into a brick wall, in reality I had for no reason 'STOPPED' very suddenly. I felt confused and tried to dismiss what I had experienced. I yelled for my daughter to hurry. I went and started the car and she came out and it seems everything is happening to slowly, I want her to hurry. She gets in the car and I drive off. As I got onto the access road I noticed an ambulance with it's lights on, it sure seemed to be going slow, I was passing it and I was on the access road. I told my daughter that was in the car, 'That ambulance sure is going slow. If I knew someone needed me I think I could go faster.' She just looked at it and said, 'Yep' So I 3/4 of the way there and I see this awful wreck I said, 'Whoops, there it is, there's what that ambulance is after. That's a bad wreck, I hope there was no one on the passenger side.' Then I see people all over telling me to turn and go around the block. I turned left and as I did I looked back and the seen the rear of the car where the least damage was and I seen the color. I told my daughter, 'Look at that car isn't that like the same color as Heathers?' She looks and said, 'Yeah, kind of.' I say, 'Okay people I'll go around the block but I'm comming right back.' I turned down the next street and went to the scene. It was strange because there were cars everywhere. As I got closer I seen one parking spot, right in front of a chuch. Somehow, I knew that spot was for me. Front row, thanks God. I parked the car but couldn't see who was in the mangled car. I got out as I walked forward I found it hard to look at the wreck. I ask a man standing by the telephone pole, 'Who was it?' He said, 'I don't know, two school girls.' I stared into the clear, blue morning sky. But only for a quick prayer, I said, 'No God, PLEASE, not my baby!!' I had to look. I seen her friend sitting on the curb, our eyes met, and she was telling me she was sorry. I then quickly look into the car and I kept screaming at God. I find myself making my way to her and people hold me back. They said there was nothing I could do for her. I thought she was dead and my knees felt like jello. I could not stand up much less walk. The people helps me to the curb where I sat an watched, praying, praying, praying. She was unconcious and her right arm was badly broken above the elbow, the humorous bone. She was alive but that arm will never be the same. It has a 30 degree bow in it and she has never regained full use of it since. But, she is alive and healthy. Okay, I know it was the same car in the dream and I know who the girls are. I know why I centered around why in the dream the girl was pulling on that arm and why I wanted it to stop. I cringed when I seen photo's of the car and her hair was hanging off the broken glass, just like in my dream. I feel like I'm a sensitive person and God watches over me in many ways. He knows what we can handle. He just gave me a preview to prepare me. I'm sorry I forgot to tell yall the girls hit a huge dump truck head on. His right back tire went right in front and smashed it all the way back. I have pictures and a newspaper story on it. It was on the front page of Temple Daily Telegram. Interstate, I remember telling my daughter, 'That thin the back off the house How it changed my life:Reconfirms my relationship with God.
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