Ghost in Dream Stories Needed

[Louis Charles, (LC) Publisher]

I am looking for a few ghost stories about ghosts appearing in dreams.

Anybody have some?

[Jane]

the 2nd dream I had back in the fall of 1979 - my grandma came to me

I dreamt of my grandmother, who died when I was 17 [1969]. She and I were very close and she lived in the town next to mine in a small cottage type house. it was all on one floor with a small living room, two small bedrooms, a small dining area and a small kitchen. She had a stroke when I was about 13 and my mother and I packed up her things from that house and sold it as she had to come and live with us since she could not take care of herself anymore.

I loved that house, and had spent many weekends with her there and hated to see us sell it but I knew we had no choice.

in 1979 it was 10 years after she had died. I was engaged to be married and getting married in Dec 1979 and felt bad that my Nana could not help me plan and come to my wedding. I did not think about it alot - it was just a thought as I made the plans etc.

One night before the wedding I had a vivid dream of Nana. She was with me and telling me how she wished me the best - that she had concerns about this young man I was marrying but she wanted me to be happy. She told me that if she was still alive she would give us her house so we would have a place to begin our lives together and she knew I would love and enjoy that house. She said she wished things had been different and she could be with me now, but that she was watching over me and was with me often.

I woke up with her memory so vivid - it was as if I had been with her. Although it was 30 years ago I can still remember it clearly as if I had just had that dream. I was so clear - it is the only time I can remember dreaming about her and feeling she was really with me. Her warning about my "young man" turned out to be correct, which I did not believe it at that time, but he was very emotionally and psychologically abusive and an alcoholic and we divorced 10 years later.

I believe it was not just a dream, but that my Nana did come and speak to me in my dream. I have not had another dream so vivid that I can remember right now about a family member that died, I believe she came and spoke to me at that time that was important for her and also for me.

jane

[Jane]

Hi LC - I can think of two vivid ones right at the moment -

the first I had this past memorial day, May 2009, dream where an old high school crush came to visit

I dreamt I was working with my friends Janet and Laura rescuing more kittens. We were setting up traps to capture more feral kittens, and I had some cat carriers in my home with more kittens. I had just come into my home from talking to a new neighbor who was interested in adopting a kitten. I changed into relaxing lounging pjs and laid down to rest when I noticed there was a young man dressed like a soldier in brownish uniform in my back yard. He was trying to peek into my porch through the back door there, and I was startled to see him there. [Him being a soldier and possibly dying while fighting - The Memorial Day connection I did not make until after I was awake and telling my daughter the dream]

anyway - I put on a light robe and opened the back door to ask him if he needed something and why was he peeking in my porch door window? He smiled and said "hi Jane" and I realized it was someone I had known in high school who graduated in 1969. I was very startled to see him since I have not thought of him in years.

Back Story
This person's name was Steve. He was in the marching band with me, and as a freshman I had a huge crush on him. He was a year older than me. [so when I was a freshman, he was a sophomore]. My mother helped me drive over to his house and leave him a valentine that was not signed by me but said it was from a secret admirer. I found out later he thought he had gotten it from this girl he had a crush on who already had a boyfriend. One of my friends knew a mutual friend of his and tried to find out if he had noticed me at all. We had a Sadie Hawkins dance at our school and my friend sent the message to him that I liked him and would like to dance with him. He hung out with some guys that were rude and the kind that make fun of people. The group of them came over to us at the dance. He said to me "Jane, I understand you would like to dance with me?" I of course said yes. He said then "Go suck"

I was so innocent at the time, I had no idea what that meant and had to ask friends later what it meant. of course then I was so hurt and embarrassed I thought I would die. I continued to have a crush on him, God knows why, and admired him from a distance. I guess I believed he had been put up to it by his friends and that he was still nice inside. I feel bad for him of course because I used to stare at him endlessly in band which I really should not have done. I was very immature and infactuated.

I matured and by the time I was a junior I had turned my attentions to other people, but for some reason he always held a special place in my heart. When his year to graduate came, I gave him my year book to sign. I was very touched by what he wrote - I just found the yearbook now - he wrote: "Jane, I guess it has been a rough four years. I really am sorry I was so mean to you way back when, I guess it was just because I was young and stupid. You really are a great kid. Take care of yourself and good luck. Love Steve."

I was very touched by that and it felt good to know he was sorry for that incident. I never knew what happened to him after graduation. I recall my mother telling me either she saw his grave in the graveyard where my sister is buried and she saw his obit in the paper. if he is dead - this dream could have been him reaching out to me or communicating with me, since there is no godly reason why after all this time and all the people I have met in my life I would think of him.

Back to the dream
I was so surprised to see him. I said that to him. He said to me - "I am sure you have been married now for at least 30 years, right?" I told him, no, I am divorced since 1995 and quite alone, except my daughters are with me. He said "That is 14 years Jane, why would you still be alone?" I told him because, look at me, I am fat, old and ugly. Then I laughed and said something like I am used to being alone. He said "I do not see that, you are beautiful to me. I had hoped you would tell me you were still alone because you were still in love with someone else." I turned and he put his arms around me and I put my head on his shoulder and started to cry - and he said "I am here now and I will always be here with you. I made alot of decisions when I was younger that were mistakes and I regret all that time we could have shared together. If you let me I will be here with you now. I just needed to tell you I was sorry for the way I was - I never meant to hurt you"



I woke up because my daughter was calling me to get up. I felt displaced and found tears on my cheeks. All I wanted to do was go back to sleep so I could talk to him and find out what was going on - what he was trying to tell me, why he was wearing a soldier uniform. I remember wondering if he had been drafted and fought in Viet Nam which was still an active war when he graduated. I wanted to ask him if he was dead - which seems silly now but I felt it was so urgent to continue our conversation.

when I told my daughter about my dream I started crying and could not stop. She told me she believed he had come back to me to speak to me to tell me he was sorry for how he hurt me in life. She said, "now he can go to the light, I think he was looking for you a long time to say he was sorry"

jane

[Louis Charles, (LC) Publisher]

Wonderful, Jane! I am looking to post some of these stories next month. Awesome! :C)

[Polly EVP SPECIALIST]

Hey LC,, nice topic... I somewhat remember (long, long time ago) a dream of being with a couple of my sisters, entering an old abandoned house,...we were looking for something,,an item, not sure what,,and as we go into a large room in this house,,we sense then see a ghost that is white, and has no face ,,and there is such a feeling of hysterical fear, almost to the point of going insane ,not being able to breathe,,and trying to get away through the many rooms trying to lose the ghost that is following us,, when it seems that we are not going to make it out of the house ( just a feeling in the dream).. then I wake up in a cold sweat,,and gasping for air. (LOL) ..

[Louis Charles, (LC) Publisher]

Thank you, Polly. :C) Frightening experience...

[Tkay - Moderator]

I hope you get some more answers!

[Linda D]

I had three or more dreams about my grandson who died this April 29, 2009. He was murdered and he was only 20 years old. He just had his 20 years old birthdate. He was just walking down the street and was shot over 5 times by this 17 years old who did not know my grandson at all.
My first dream was he wanted me to take him to a job interview. The second dream I was riding with him in a truck he was driving and he past some people by that we knew and I started fusing at him to turn the truck around and pick them up.
The next dream I had he was walking with me in a grocery store asking me to buy food to make him a gumbo. I told him the next day he get out of school I would have the gumbo when he come from school.

[Jane]

Linda -
I am so sorry for your loss. how horrible. I am sure it has been a comfort to have him come to you in your dreams. Next dream you probably will be cooking the gumbo and serving him. LOL
much love
jane

[Linda D]

Thank you I need all the prayers and help through get through this horrible time. I went to the killer court hearing here in Houston, Texas and his attorney attempt to tell the State Attorney I went to see the killer injail. But I have never saw him in person and don't wish to see him or his family.
He is a cool hearted killer and will say anything. I am so angry and disturb I just have to wait and see how the court will handle this killing.
My grandson had a lot of living to do, goals, and objectives. He wanted to live and I will not allow his killer to go free to put another family, mom, dad or anyone elese what I am enduring. This killer made me know him because this is a name I will not get out of my head or life until I die .

[Louis Charles, (LC) Publisher]

Linda, so sorry to hear of your grandson. I take it by the dreams, he is close to your heart and you are close to his. :C)

[Linda D]

Thank you so much please pray for me and my family. I asked everyone to pray that Justice take it course for this killing.

[Gail]

I had recurring dreams of my father who died at age 53 of a massive heart attack. In my dream, I would go to his grave, and it was open. He would seem to be sleeping in the grave, but would open his eyes, smile and start climbing out of the grave. We'd start away from the grave, but he'd be floating beside me because his lower legs from the knee down was missing. I would tell him how sorry I was that his legs were missing, and he'd say he hadn't noticed. It was very strange.