This is a story that happened to me about two years ago-I was 24 and Pregnant with my second child, I was 28 weeks pregnant. To have more understanding of what I am about to write you should know that my father had passed away 5 months earlier (when I was about 2 & a half almost 3 months into my pregnancy).
I had just come back from the doctor's office, and he had given the baby and me the thumbs up. Everything was fine. It was a boy! Noah- I already decided the name! Everything was perfect...
About a week later I had the strangest dream -this dream in hindsight was a prophecy of doom for me.I dreamt that my dad had come to visit me-we were having a chat when he pulled out two photographs. One of himself and one of me. He placed them on the table in front of us and took a red marker from his pocket.
He circled his face in the picture, and the picture started smiling... He said to me-if you circle your face with a red marker and the picture smiles-then everything will be okay-BUT-if the picture starts to bleed then something bad will happen. I took the marker and very casually circled my face in the picture-it started bleeding.
I woke up-not being very worried about the dream-as most of you know pregnancy plays havoc with woman.
But unfortunately the next day, I felt uncomfortable, and I noticed some blood... To cut out the hard details, I lost the baby unexpectedly.
My father had come to warn me about the terrible event that was coming, he has come to me a few times after this-but always in my dreams and always to say hi-I will post another one about my dads visit another time.
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