Let me start by saying I'm new to this site, and to posting of any kind on the web, really. I found this page ironically by searching for info on "the true tooth fairy tale", and only after reading several posts did I decide to share my experiences. Although I haven't seen a ghost, per say, I've had several unexplained occurrences over the past 10 or so years, between myself and my now 10 year old daughter, who this story is linked to in a way. I'll continue to post the strangest of my experiences within the next few weeks.
This occurred sometime in 2010 in my home in Miami; I'm no longer living there. I woke up next to my boyfriend, as I do each morning, and instantly remember my dream from that night, which scared me immensely. I sit up, and begin to tell him... "The entirety of the dream took place as a third person, so to speak. I was watching the events taking place, and very much a part of it, yet could not see myself. It was as though I was looking in.
I was looking into a hospital room, very small with the bed taking up the majority of it. Everything was crystal clear, except for who the person in the bed was. However, I kept getting the sense that the person's name was Brian, as that name kept repeating in my mind during the ordeal. I saw what looked like the epitome of the devil; made to look as we see in horror films: half animal with horns, hooves, large in nature, and extremely intimidating, leaning over the right side of the bed... The left from my point of view.
Just as I kept getting the sense of the name "Brian," the Devil was speaking to me, without actually speaking. As this man lay still in bed, I was told that I had to make a decision. It was up to me to determine the outcome of his fate; life or death. I was trying to gain more information, as I was confused and terrified. I wanted to know who this person was, and why I was being put in this position with such huge responsibility. What seemed like forever, was merely seconds, and I had a sense of complete urgency, as if the man would pass at any moment.
I continued to try to stall time, so this man would not die, but it was too late. Unfortunately, I was never given an opportunity to make a decision in the matter. He was gone." I woke up the instant his life had been taken from him. As I finish explaining the dream to my boyfriend, I begin to cry. My 10 year old daughter's father is named Brian. Although I am not close to him, and we hadn't been together for nearly a decade, the impending sense of dread had filled me. I felt like this was some sort of sign, and that something had happened to him. In the past, I have had dreams of a lighter nature that have occurred in real life, shortly thereafter.
This is where the paranormal experience ties in... While still drawing any last details I can possibly think of to gain a better understanding, my cell phone rings. It's my daughter's grandmother, Brian's mom. I immediately burst in to tears, knowing that somehow my premonition would be validated. She begins crying too, and I thought for sure something horrible had happened to her son. However, I still could not conceive death.
She tells me something terrible happened to her ex-husband last night. Then it hits me. Brian was named after his father, Brian Sr. He passed away in his sleep that night in his Rhode Island home.
Still, I feel sick when thinking about this, and seeing flashbacks of my dream. Throughout the years, Brian Sr was always there for my daughter and I. Her entire family always had been, and still is. I told the entire family that morning about my dream, but I think I'll wait a few more years to tell my daughter.
Now, please remember that this is a TRUE personal experience, that weighs heavy on my heart, so be kind with your comments. Like I previously mentioned, over the years I've experienced some strange occurrences, and I will continue to share on this site.
With regards to the paranormal, I have more questions than actual beliefs. Since I've never had "that" moment... The face to face, I appreciate going about my life without having to put too much thought into those kind of things. Don't get me wrong, I've always been interested in the paranormal, but too scared to provoke an encounter or investigate further when something does take place in my home...
Any thoughts are welcomed. I apologize for the length but I wanted to provide detail and insight on who I am. The following posts will be more straightforward.