This story is based on a dream I had which happen to come true that very night. Now I know this isn't a dream telling website I PROMISE in order for you guys to understand my story this dream is very relevant to my paranormal experience, so here it goes. I have a very religious background, a religion called Palo Mayombe and Santeria, so ghosts and anything paranormal are things that anyone in that religion are pretty much used to it as an everyday kind of thing.
Since my childhood days I have always been told that I have the gift of premonition and of being a psychic. I am also very sensitive when spirits are around. One night I had fallen asleep on my parents couch after saying my prayers to God and all my saints. It started off with me watching everything as if it was a movie, as a third person sort of speak. According to the dream it took place in Guatemala (where my parents are from).
I saw a drunken man walking down a very dark alley, at this point for some reason I was crying in the dream and the air (in the dream) felt heavy and the surroundings very sad. I see this man getting to a house and walking inside, his eyes were bloodshot red and he seemed like he was crying the whole time. As he walks inside his wife was in the kitchen with a baby supported on her waist while she fixes a bottle. Obviously his wife knowing of her husbands' usual routine of going to the bar after work, she just made a sarcastic remark to him.
This man appeared to be going through some serious issues because he looked very very depressed. When his wife made that remark to him he asks her what would she do without him and she just responds with her usual "just go to bed you're drunk". As she's walking away he pulls her by the arm and has a firm grip on her. He begins to argue to her about how bad life is for him and how she deserves to pay. She began to panic because by now he was yelling and startled the baby, so he grabbed the baby and threw him on the couch. She starts crying hysterically trying to break free from him because it looked as if he was going to hit her and began waving his gun around carelessly (people carry guns casually because it is very dangerous in Guatemala) while they both argued. She kept screaming why are you doing this, we have a great family we all love you. He started crying saying "no, no you don't". As he said this he shot her point blank in the face in front of the baby. At this point I was crying (in the dream) because for some reason it hurt me. The nasty part was I saw the lady's brains scatter everywhere and her face just was completely blown off.
The man begins pacing and looks at the baby and puts the gun in his mouth and pulls the trigger. All I can say I was crying so much because there was so much sadness, here were two dead people with a baby crying with his dead father next to him. The baby's cries woke me up because they wouldn't stop. As I wake up my mom is in the kitchen crying with my dad next to her so I ask them what happened.
My mom tells me that her cousin and wife are dead. Apparently he shot himself and his wife, their neighbor went by to go check on things because he heard gunshots, that's when he saw them and notified the police. Both kids were alone; one in his bedroom and the baby was in the living room on the floor next to his dead father. As soon as my mom told me this I had a flashback of the events that had happened in my dream and it got me so nauseous because I literally saw a suicide and a murder flash right in front of my eyes. I didn't recognize the man because my mom has a lot of family in Guatemala I don't know or never met. But I told her about my dream and I described him to my mom and it was the same guy. I never met my mom's cousin so I didn't really mourn the way my parents were, but it bothered me because it wasn't a bad dream which you could wake up from, this ACTUALLY happened. This took place about a year ago, but since this experience I have always kept a dream journal. Thanks for listening...
P.S: SORRY FOR THE LENGTH! <3