I am a 26 year old female and live a normal life. I must admit that my dreams are so vivid and usually of premonitions. I started researching through psychology to find more out about these dreams. I have the most off the wall dreams that have so many details and I know how to wake myself up when I am scared. Psychology didn't lead me far, so I wondered it maybe there was more to this.
When I was younger my grandparents always told me I was 3 going on 30. I knew at 3 my grandpa was dying before anyone did. I asked him "why are you sick?" No one knew why I would ask this question. He died from Alzheimer's. I use to dream a young age of a certain car and remember the model and color passing a certain sign and the next day I would see that. I am a person that feels "seeing is believing" I guess more of a skeptic. I have premonitions, although they are small.
I worked for many years as a CNA in a hospice home. I could smell death. The best way to describe the smell is a ash or charcoal. It reminds me of a gray. I can smell death on someone weeks before they die. My grandma recently underwent intensive surgery, they did not think she would make it. I knew she would, she didn't smell like death and she did make it.
My premonitions come in my dreams and are small. I dreamt I passed my CNA and the next day in the mail came the results. I passed. I dreamt the night before my son's ultrasound he was a boy. He was a boy. I dreamt that I was pregnant but it was impossible, I had an IUD and abstinent at the time, so I asked around and that next day my sister miscarried. Now I passed this off as intuition or wishful thinking.
Now I am faced with a different issue. I have started dreaming very violently of a ghost hurting me. I would like to stress that I have never believed in ghosts until I started seeing them. My latest dream of premonition is a scary one.
I was at my boyfriend's house which was an older house. There was a rumor that a little girl haunted the place. That night I was on my laptop at the stairs and out of the corner of my eye I saw a white mist go through the wall. I even mentioned it to Tim, however I didn't think much of it. That night I had the most vivid dream in my history.
I dreamt of a little girl in a brown older dress. You could tell she was from the 1920s era by her hair. She keep singing lady ohh lady to me. She grabbed my throat and said she knew what I did and started choking me. I struggled and looked at an old clock in the dream. It said 1:46 am. I finally was able to wake myself up, although I was screaming and crying. Tim was scared, he said he had never seen someone that scared in his life. I was basically climbing up the wall and I started to tell him what happened until I remember the clock. I asked him what time it was, he looked at his phone and said 1:47.
He was scared for me, and so was I. I can't explain how realistic this was, and how bad it shook me. I have not stayed there since. I am not sure if this is all coincidence, but I finally started researching and ran across this site. I am glad I have found people to share this with, because no one understands unless they have experienced it to. Any thoughts or opinions are appreciated.