Readers Stories My Unexplained Dream When I married my first husband in 1975 I quickly fell pregnant with my eldest daughter and it was during this period, while asleep in bed one night, I dreamt I was in the cemetery in Bootle, Liverpool where we lived. It was night, and there was a tall man standing near a grave which had a brown headstone and a few green marble pebbles on it, most of which had either been removed or had blown away, the grave was sunk down on one side. The man who had fair hair stood and stared at me, he had a rather bulbous nose and said to me "look after yourself". I woke in a cold sweat, it took some time to get back to sleep, and when I awoke next morning the dream was still vivid in my mind. When I told my husband what I had dreamt, he went white with fright for I had just described his grandfather to him who had died when he was 3yrs of age. Later that afternoon I told my husband I wanted to go to Bootle cemetery. Off we went and as we came to the gate, my husband said to me "I know what you're looking for, I'll show you". I said, "you don't need to" and took him straight to the grave. It was exactly how I had seen it in my dream. I have had many feelings about things that have come true and a few sightings of things in my dreams as well. I have often wondered if I could have some sort of psychic ability but have little self-confidence to tell people these things.
Annmarie
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