Hey everyone, I'm back with another experience. This isn't about my beastly visitors but about a dear fiend of mine.
About a month ago, one of my best friends Jazzmine, my sister from another mother, died of cancer. It was a shock to everyone. She had just gotten married and lived a beautiful life. Her brown hair and green eyes reminded me of being out in the woods where the trees where dark green and brown, but God had decided it was her time.
When she had died, I was in the process of moving out of my father's home and into an apartment that my friend and I share. After Jazz died, I became well depressed. I'd do the same thing over and over. Get up, go to my classes, go to work, come home and sleep. I started to dream of her and it bothered me. I'd wake up crying wishing that the dreams would just stop because it caused me so much pain.
Then, about two weeks later, I woke up and walked into the kitchen. I opened the fridge and pulled out the milk for cereal and closed it. On our fridge we have the ABC magnets, you know the ones where you can spell things out with? Well, the magents spelled JAZZIKINS. I used to call Jazzmine that. I got upset and stormed into my room mate's room and asked him why he had done that? He said he didn't do anything. I didn't believe him and left for my classes.
When I had gotten home that night from work, I walked into my room to see pictures of me and Jazz all over the place. I was furious this time. When my room mate got home, I screamed at him and told him he needed to knock whatever he was doing off because it was really hurting me. Again, he denied that it was him. He sat me down and convinced me that it wasn't him doing anything. I believed him this time but I was curious to what was going on.
Later that night I couldn't sleep so I turned on the radio. We had a song that we would sing together in the car. It was our "jam," so to say. When I turned on the radio, it was playing. I got it then.
Do you think it was her telling me good bye or was it just a coincidence?