When I was about 7 or 8 years old, in second grade, I met a girl who would mark who I am forever. She had just gotten over a phase of leukemia when I met her. At the time she was the new kid in school trying to live a relatively normal life for a child who had previously gone through ALOT. I was a child who never shied away from kids who were different than others because I liked being around children who were the complete opposite of dull. She had a cutting edge sense of humor, knew things most kids wouldn't even dare to think about, was pretty mature for her age. At the same time she was also crazy and lively. She would introduce me to things like the Ouija board, which I found to be pretty scary and exciting at that age. We would spend basically every day together playing, going out to eat with our parents, watching funny movies, going to children's museums with our parents, riding bikes, you name it. We had a very intense and beautiful friendship in those couple of years we knew each other.
At the age of 10, I moved to Germany and my friend and I would lose contact. It wasn't until the age of 19 - about 2,5 years ago, where I had the idea of searching for her on Facebook and we were so happy of being in contact again. I remember her writing to me that she still talks about me to her friends and family to this day (which was in 2009) and that she would love to come to Europe and see me.
We sporadically wrote messages on Facebook throughout 2009 until towards the end of the 2010 I hear that she is going back into chemotherapy. I felt saddened but hopeful that she will make it and that we will write each other soon. We didn't write at all in 2010 and 2011, and I had no idea how she was doing or where she was. One night, in the middle of December 2011, I had a horrible nightmare, where I dreamt that I watched her pass away in a bed in a dark room. I woke up from this dream and the time was about 1:30 AM in Germany. I remember thinking "What a horrible dream!" and decide to calm down and go back to sleep again. The next morning, shortly after I woke up, I decided to check her Facebook profile, just to see if she posted anything in the last days.
I was overwhelmed with shock and sadness. I read comments from her cousins and close friends that said 'Rest In Peace, our precious one' and 'We will always miss you, angel' on her profile and I couldn't believe it. She died in the evening US time and my dream was in the night hours in Germany (6 hour time difference), as far as I know, the dream I had took place right about when it happened. I know this is not a coincidence.