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The Uncanny Image
In a moment in my life at the age of 9, I slept in my grandmothers basement with my uncle and his wife. I slept on the backside wall down there. The basement was very roomy, and dark, but I enjoyed being down there. Frequently, my aunt and his wife used to just watch TV all day in the basement. They lived in my grandmother's basement for 9 years because they could not afford to buy a house or an apartment. Basically, they were homeless. That is why my grandmother kindly decided to let them stay there for awhile until they find a decent job and a place.
At that moment, I normally slept upstairs in my room. Me, my mother, and my brother Glenn lived at my grandmother's house ever since we were babies. That was when until my mother moved out in 2003. My grandmother's house was a family house. I come from a really big family. My grandmother had 12 children. Everyone in my family stayed there over the years until they decided to move out. My grandmother always allowed anyone in the family to stay there until they move out, as long as they did not bring any type of negative activity into her home. Such as, drinking, drugs, smoking, alcohol use etc... She did not play. My grandmother was always strict and serious about things like that. But anyways, that is not the point of this eerie tale.
One night I wanted to sleep downstairs in the basement, and my uncle and his wife allowed me to sleep downstairs. I stayed down there all night until I fell asleep. While we were in the basement, my aunt Sandra and grandmother's bedrooms are upstairs as well as mine. I decided to sleep downstairs in the basement with my uncle and his wife.
I saw an eerie night vision of my aunt. I saw my aunt Sandra standing in the basement by the back door, and she was sleeping upstairs at the time. The back door basement where she was standing at seemed broad and long. Her image was tiny from off distanced from where I was sitting. It was like her body went from tiny to large as the door and her body came closer. When her image came closer and closer until she reached my bed, she stared at me smiling and held up a bag of junk food in one hand. I said to myself, " yeah that's my auntie Sandra cause she loves a lot of junk food." But it was not really my aunt standing by me. She is sleeping in her bedroom. It was creepy. What does it mean?
The next day when I woke up, I told my aunt about the vision that I saw her standing downstairs from the backdoor. I explained every detail of my vision. She said it was just a dream I had, but she asked did she die in the dream? I told her no. The reason why she asked me did she die is because she informed me that she has dreams about herself dead or seeing herself at her own funeral like being dead lying in a casket. It was extremely creepy. I pray that I will never dream or have visions of myself seeing my body in a casket. She did not know what that dream meant.
By Ciara Webb
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