I don't know why the dreams started, but they did. They crept in one night and have never left. To explain what I dream is difficult. Even as a young six year old, I knew it wasn't normal to dream the things that I was.

To elaborate, I dream in pieces. Almost like a puzzle that I have to put together. My unconcious mind brings forth a scrambled story that would normally not make any sense if I were to write it down. But, I learned quickly my dreams most certainly do make sense and they are trying to tell me something. What is that something? Basically, I am foreseeing what has happened or what has not yet happened.

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I by no means claim msyelf to be psychic. You will never find me predicting the future...

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