Ben Camarena, IL, USA
Ever since I was a little kid I always had these strange dreams. I would usually dream about small things like making the honor roll or my parents taking me somewhere. These dreams started coming true and, since I was a kid back then, I didn't think much of it. I didn't have any of these premonitions for the next 5-6 years.
One day, after I had passed my freshman year of high school, I had a dream. I was in this really huge building and there was nobody in this building but me. All the lights were out and no one was there. I woke up in a cold sweat. I tried to interpret my dream, but I won't go into that subject because it would make this story way too long. Anyways, a few days later I found out I had to transfer to another school. The moment I walked into the school the memories of the dream came back to me. The halls of the school were exactly the same as in my dream. At this point I also remembered that I used to have a lot of dreams that came true as a child.
It was during my junior year of high school that I had the most disturbing dream of my life. A few days before I had this premonition, I was starting to suffer from a slight case sleep paralysis. I would get sleep paralysis about three times before this dream happened. In my dream I would be walking to school and I would have to cross a fairly busy street. I would be about halfway across the street and then I would hear a horn. I looked up in surprise but I woke up before I could see what was making the noise.
The next three or four days passed by without any incident and I began to think that perhaps it was only a dream this time. I was dead wrong. I went back to school on Monday, thinking it would be just another day. A friend of mine pulls me to the side of a hall and tells me that a friend of ours had just been hit by a car while she was walking to school. I was relieved to hear that she was okay and that she was recovering at the hospital.
Nothing has happened to me since that last dream, but I am only a senior right now and I'm a little afraid of what dream I might have next.