I posted this in another thread and I will post it here--maybe it's the ability to be behind a screen so noone can see me
As a child I knew things--no rhyme or reason--just knew. Could be lost keys or the phone was going to ring or that our neighbor was going to die((We seen him walking home from school,my mom wanted to talk to him but he was dirty and covered in stains and missing the bottom of his face--well to me anyways--I told my mom and she went off on me--3 days later he was found dead,he shot himself under the chin))
My mom made me see a psychiatrist to cure me--we were a good Irish Catholic family and this was the devils work for sure
I learned never to say what I knew--it was better for me that way--less beatings
As I grew older I stopped know things as much as I'd had before--I still get that feeling but not as frequent--Now mainly just about ppl I meet--Some I really really don't like--no tangible reason--just don't want to be anywhere near them
However my "crazy dreams" have stayed thru thick and thin.
I don't tell ppl because it's hard to get past it being drilled in my head that it's wrong but this is the 3rd time I have told ppl about myself
Below is a copy of a letter I sent to another website in regards to this case so I stay on topic:::::
When I was younger I knew things and it scared my mom so much she sent me to see a psychiatrist hoping she could "fix" me--By the time I was in third grade I learned not to say things out loud that were in my head---As I got older I didn't know things anymore but I still had my "crazy dreams"
I have always been able to remember my dreams and sometimes I would dream about something that made absolutely no sense--then a month or two later there was my dream being played out in real life---it wasn't always exact but there was enough for me to think to myself "hey I dreamt this awhile ago"
Sometimes I wake up from a dream with almost panic knowing I have to remember this and these are the ones that vex me the most because sometimes I can't remember them at all or I can only remember bits and pieces but sometimes it is as bright as day but the urgent need to remember them is the same--It is a cloying,suffocating almost feeling.
Well I had heard of the Caylee case and it was like every other one I had heard about--I expressed some words not for polite company in reference to it and went about things as usual--Until almost 3 weeks ago.
I woke up from this dream in a panic--the same suffocating feeling but much more urgent but I had no trouble recalling the dream--from start to finish as if I was recalling a memory. I knew instantly who the dream was about and it started an obsession--I joined every blog and message board I could find looking for something.
Last night I was on a message board and a link was posted about your site and a poster noted that a searcher had the same name as someone previously on the board.....Anyways I came to look from a link that was for page 3--I started reading and looking at the pictures and nothing stuck out until the last one posted by BEVERLY. What stuck out was Damsite Rd...it looked like the one from my dream.
I went to Google Earth and entered Florida then Orlando then Damsite and it offered landmarks so I clicked on the one that was J Blanchard and started following the road that led down the river(?) (sorry not from Florida)
My stomach dropped when I saw the picture Beverly posted but I had to know.
I followed that water right to my dream--I panned in and I got shivers--I had to get up and walk away from my computer,my poor husband looks at me wandering around and "asks what's the matter' and I lost it---I couldn't stop crying and when I calmed down enough to tell him about it the tears flowed unchecked--Poor man never knew what hit him!! LOL!
In my dream I was part of a search group and we were gathered in the parking lot(I don't know the name of this building) we headed out through the trees,I was on the right side of the line,when we came into a small clearing I wanted to turn right and walk into the thick trees but was told that wasn't our area. I argued and finally walked off into the trees to my right. I walked for a few minutes with my head down scanning the ground when I came across a childs sneaker(white with pink trim)with the foot still inside. I lifted my head up and there a few feet in front of me was a fallen tree. I was drawn to it and there I found a white bag(graphic) I ran past the bag and down a short hill that was still in the woods. when I came out of the woods the hill went down just a little bit more but was grassy. I was now on a small grayish looking road on the opposite edge of the road was grass then dark murky water across from which all I could see was trees. I looked left and right down the road but didn't see anything. To my right was something I couldn't distinguish which spanned across the water,I believed it to be some sort of wall with a hole at the bottom for water to flow through--At that moment I woke up.
And this fervor took hold of me--I needed to find out everything I could and nothing was there till last night. I don't know if what I dreamt means anything and I don't know who Beverly is or if she has given you solid info in the past but I felt sick when I realized my Google Earth picture was almost identical to the second picture she posted.
I've got chills now trying to type this.
Picture I drew when I woke up
Far shot where our pictures matched
I have dreamt about other ppl as well--An example of this is I dreamt about Ben Ownby and he rode his bike up to a group of kids and talked to them and they said "dude you need to go home your moms looking for you" he left them in the parking lot and started riding down the street,he stopped grabbed a slice of pizza and ate it as he finished the ride home-he walked into the house and said "Mom I'm home"
Later that day they announced he had been found alive along with Shawn Hornbeck
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