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Originally posted by RedDragon
Man that last post was something, howabout we try for somemore. ALright when I was a youngboy I use to have these dreams where this crow would come to me at night a tell me things.
One night the crow came to me in a dream and told me that my grandfather was going to die. I blew it off of course but then sure enough the next day around noon papa died of a stroke. I told everyone but no one believed me, then a couple of months later the crow came back and told me that my father was going to die. As soon as I woke up I rushed into his room to tell him. He didn't look bothered at first but soon after that he became overly paranoid about it. And by the end of the day he was ghostly white. I can still remember sitting in the kichen when he got off of work. He stepped in the house and momma said. "John you look horrible."
My dad just shoke it off and said. "I had a bad day."
Then momma said. "You think you had a bad day? You should think about the mall man, he fell dead on our front steps this morning."
now THAT was funny!
