First of all, older people would think I'm lying when I'm not, why should I?
I think I'm psychic, I have short dreams like 10 to 20 seconds long and there's no sound, they didn't really mean much to me until they started coming true, like when I was 6 I did swimming lessons through the school, the night before I had a short dream that there was a big, red truck on the side of the road and when we started walking a few of the other kids said "wow look at that big truck" it was on the exact same side and colour and size as the one the others were talking about.
A month ago I had a dream of a man playing with a little girl in a baby pool, just recently it came true, same pool, same man, same clothes, same girl, same game everything.
I was asleep one night when I was 9 and had a dream, it didn't come true until last year (that's 5 years until it happened) but it happened.
As I said there's no sound but not all my dreams come true there's one other dream I get with stuff that's there but its not it gets bigger and smaller they fit together but their nothing, its black and it scares me for some odd reason, but soon after, I wake up and no matter how many blankets I have I'm cold all over.
I also see spirits and ghosts. The first time it happened I was 7, my Grandad had recently died at the time and I was very upset. One night I couldn't sleep (that happens a lot) then all of a sudden all these gray dots were in front of me, I waved my arm at it and they followed it, I thought it was fun but my arm got sore so I stopped and then from my window the gray dots went close together and formed a shape, my Great Nanna was there but it wasn't fully her it was her spirit she moved about my room until I spoke to her then she noticed me and the dots went away.
Days after, I slept in my mum and dads room cause I was a little girl and was scared. The dots came back so I played with them, then from the window a person appeared again but it was my Grandad he was sad looking and upset, only once did I see him happy as a spirit, but unlike my Great Nanna when I talked he listened to me he nodded and tried to communicate and when I grew tired he left, more sad at not talking back but was happy to see me (he and my Nan lived across the road from me at the time).
When I moved I stopped seeing them for a while until a couple days ago but it wasn't someone I knew, it was something dark and this one really scared me, again it came from the window but it came right up to my face, it was so dark, and when I looked directly a what I thought was its face it vanished taking the dots too...
I only see them at night.
Thanks for reading my story!