This story is one that actually happened, though it was like a dream...it was very real to me. It was not a bad experience, and being that it happened, made me accept my friends death a little better.

In 1979, my best friend Debbie was murdered, she was 18 yrs. old. We had just recently gotten close, and even 19 years later it feels like yesterday. I had this strange dream and I was living in Ohio in 1984 and I woke up from this dream, got my self breakfast and it was not until I sat down to the breakfast I made did it hit me..I said to myself.."Debbie...I talked to her! She talked to me for the first time !" There at the breakfast table it unraveled. We were sitting at my neighbors house, on the couch facing the driveway. She told me how much she missed me and I said,"I miss you too! I love you..but who did this to you?"(they never found out who had killed her) She said,"Nita, it does not matter now, I am very happy here. I miss everyone. Please tell my Mom and Dad and my sister.Tell your sister I miss her too. I am with you all the time." She then told me she loved her parents brand new home they built and the fireplace...the home was built 2 yrs after her death. She then told me she could not believe how much my nephew had grown...he was 3 months old when she saw him for the first and only time. She said that every time I thought of her, she was there...she would not show herself to me any other way than in a dream because she did not want to freak me out. I do feel her around me quite often. I have her picture from high school on my refrigerator and she is smiling away at me. I sometimes talk to her picture in the kitchen and I swear she laughs if I say something that we did when we were younger...okay, talking to a photo is crazy, but I feel she is right here with me. It has been 14 years since that dream...and I thank God for letting her talk to me in a special way...she has not come to me since then...but then again...she never left! I guess true friendship can last forever...She has never come to her sister in a dream..though she feels her around sometimes. Why Debbie picked me I do not know. I guess she always knew I liked this kind of paranormal stuff. If she ever contacts me again, you will be one of the first to know...and if you have a dream you cannot forget like this, and you feel you may have an Angel, thank him or her for being there, for they will never leave your side!!

Thank you for letting me share my experience with everyone.

Submitted from: Anita Johnson, Florida, USA

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