It was 2006 when my father died in 2005; I was staying at my mother's sister's house because I was taking care of her three month old daughter because she worked at the Norman Manley International Airport in Kingston and had to do night sometimes but she was home at night.
It was a Monday night around 7:06; I was lying in my bed the room was right beside the washing area. I knew; I was neither dreaming nor sleeping at that time when I heard a knocking and calling at my room's window. I lain on the bed silently because I knew I heard the voice of my deceased father saying: Kim, Kim, Lee, Lee; call Simone. Simone was his youngest sister. I was so terrified; I said to myself, "that sounds like my father's voice." I didn't want to say anything to my aunt, but when I think what my father had said about his brother, I went into my aunt's room to tell her what I heard, so I would get a call from her land line phone to tell Simone what my father has just said to me. I knew it would sound strange to the family.
I called Simone and told her what my deceased father has just said to me, she was so fathom about the whole story. When she told her brother about it, he called Lee's phone which rang unanswered.
The Tuesday morning he went by his house and saw flies coming out of the house; he knew something was wrong, so he called the Constant Spring Police station. When they arrived they kicked off his door and went inside and found his body; he was dead about three days ago. Everyone was so surprised about what I told them and believed that is was really true...
People in my community still can't believe that my dead father told me about his brother's death. This is not a dream; my story is plain true and not a fiction; it is reality. I know I have made some errors, so please bear with my mistakes.
Thank you for take your time out and read my story.