This story happened when I was in 2nd grade of middle school (I'm a college sophomore now). I don't know the exact time, but it surely happened at night. It happened when I was sleeping, but I'm sure that's not a dream.
So one night I was sleeping in my room. Suddenly, I felt like someone was waking me up. I opened my eyes a little and I can see my uncle, let's just say his name is R. He was sitting next to my bed, attempted to say something I couldn't hear clearly.
"It's strange," I thought. "His home is rather far from my home, and I don't remember he was saying to visit at all." But I didn't think much about it and just asked him, "What is it, uncle?"
He didn't reply. He was just there, staring at me. "I just want to say that I'm going to go," he finally said.
"Somewhere far away."
Then I fell asleep.
Later, in the morning I was awaken by my mother's speaking. "What happened?" I asked. She looked so sad and confused. "You sure know your uncle R, right?"
Here is where I sensed something strange. "Yeah, of course, why?"
"I just got a call from your aunt. She said he... He was..."
Here, I felt even more strange. "What's happened?"
"He was found this morning, in his house, that he was dead."
"WHAT?!" I shouted in surprise.
"He was hanging himself in his working room. I don't know what is his problem but it's... It's just..." My mother was unable to speak anything.
And this is where I thought everything is strange. Is this what he meant with, "I will go somewhere far away"? Why did he 'visit' me that night? Did he want to say goodbye? But WHY ME? Why not my parents?
I still think it's strange, but still, I'm praying for his happiness.