It was 2010 and I was hit with a hard loss. My good friend, Nikki Reynolds, passed away in mid August. I was absolutely crushed, and it took until now to accept it. This was my first time experiencing death. I've had relatives pass away that I hardly knew, but she was my best friend. I refused to believe it at first. My mother gave me her obituary and I threw it away. I couldn't handle it at that time. I started having really, really bad nightmares about death. People dying, like friends and family, in tragic ways. Car crashes, murders, train wrecks... Anything disturbing I probably dreamed about it. This lasted every night for almost two weeks. These were not regular nightmares. They felt so real. I'd call my friends during the day and make sure they're alright.
After about a week of them I basically assumed that this would last forever, until I got a visit. In this visit, in a dream, the setting was beautiful. A mystical setting, almost. I was surrounded by a purple/ blue mist. In this aura I saw her. Nikki walked through the mist, right up to me. She was right in front of me, in a white dress. I said "Nikki, why did you leave?" and she replied to me "Stop, everything will be okay. I'm fine I promise.". Then she faded out into the mist and I woke up. I woke up in tears because it was so real to me. After that encounter I stopped having nightmares.
There was only one other time I had an encounter but this was physical. It was late at night and I was sitting on my bed, crying and trying to communicate with her. I had one of my guitars leaning on the ledge of my window. I said "Nikki if you can hear me, please show me a sign! Anything!". My guitar propped itself back up from the ledge at a full ninety degree angle. It stood straight up for a good 5 seconds then put itself leaning back on the ledge. I believe she's passed on because it's been years since I've had that encounter. I miss her to this day.