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okay. i just need to spread the words here. i think i have issues on dreaming. it totally feels like somewhat in a psychic movies. i dream about a certain people and of what happen to him/her. and for couple of weeks, it comes true. the creepiest is when i dream of a dying person. i just don't know what to do. i can't just stop them from dying, right? when i was around 15, i dreamed one of my junior high friends, he was walking steadily and then suddenly he screamed in this nosy pitch tone calling out his name and it freaked the hell out of me, woke me up from sleeping. few weeks later, i got the news that that actual friend was hospitalized, traffic accident (luckily, he's alive, and i just wished him a happy birthday yesterday). fiuh. strangely, when i'm not sleeping, i can hear voices calling out certain names, more like soft whispers. so based on that whispers i contacted every names i heard, and it crept me out. each of names got accidents, though it's not really much of a drama (it's more like they fell out of stairs, or hurt their legs, bleeding badly, sort of), still i'm scared. why i'm having these things? and the last scary thing was, 2 weeks before my friend's dad died, his dad appeared in my dream. he showed me that he's my friend's dad by bringing a frame of family portrait. he told me almost everything about my friend and his brother (but i can't remember clearly). he was wearing a hospital suit, like he's been hospitalized for months. the room where i sat down listening to him was off white. i got scared when i woke up. i knew my friend's dad has been hospitalized for a month. i told mom and she said it's just my worries upon my friend. i couldn't tell him my dream. and that's that, it happened. his dad died two weeks later. this scares me so much. i saw this note somewhere, it says "you only dream of what you know". what do i know about all these teary-weepy-yet-psychic-situations? i know none. and that's why i'm scared. three days ago i dreamed myself got a bullet inside my body, exactly under the ribs. i didn't die, and nobody cared enough to help me in the hospital. even the doctors and nurses said i can't be near the hospital. so i just kept holding my wound until i woke up by my morning alarm. and last night, i dreamed of one of my college friends' mom, she wanted to be with me badly that she wanted her son to marry me. i don't know if that woman is my friend's actual mom, but still, i just can't despise my dreams from turning into reality.