When I was younger, I had a dream about an apartment complex catching on fire. The dream has always been very vivid. At times I remember the dream not as a deja vu feeling, but just as a thought about how vivid the dream was and wondering why it was so real to me. I remember standing behind the complex near the woods looking up at the room that was burning and someone was throwing things from the balcony to the ground below where there were several children's toys.
Well recently, I went with my best friend to her boyfriend's new apartment. The second I turned on the sidewalk I felt frightened as I recognized every aspect of the complex, down to the woods behind the apartment. I said "I've been here before, something bad is going to happen" and within 2 seconds, I tripped on the stairs and fell on my face. That might be sheer coincidence, but the next time we came, the feeling was stronger, so I started to elaborate on my dream to her. As soon as I told her about the fire her eyes grew huge and she told me that two days before his neighbors apartment caught fire. I looked up and could see the black from where the smoke came out of the sliding doors. I thought that was the end of it...
But last time I brought my other good friend with us. She told Stephen, my friend's boyfriend, that she wanted to smoke a cigarette. He told her she could just step out on the balcony. She asked me to walk out with her, and the second I walked out my chest closed up. I looked down and there were little toys exactly like the one from my dream. I looked over at the grass where I stood in my dream watching the apartment I was in burn. I told her we needed to go but she tried to calm me down... All night I was on the verge of tears... I will never go back there because of the bad energy I felt.
My friend's boyfriend is abusive and their entire relationship is based on lies to each other and control. I told her I don't think she should go back anymore because I know her life is about to take a dangerous turn. The other night she told me she tried cocaine for the first time. With her personality I am afraid of what is about to happen to her life.
How can I explain to her what I am experiencing? Is the worst over with the first fire or am I over reacting? I don't know how to respond to this. Please give me your advice or similar experiences.