My Past Life Came Back to Haunt Me

From: Lt Daniel (danny_port_coquitlam_dude@hotmail.com)
Story type: Past Life Experience
Location: the beaches of normandy
Source: Form Submission
Date submitted: Thu Apr  3 09:09:09 2008

It was early on a Sunday morning, about 15:45 am. I was fast asleep when I was hit by a dream. My eyes were still closed and the ground began to hum. I opened my eyes and some one grabbed my shoulder, "you ok sarg?" I looked at him and replied "yeah im fine, thanks" with a irish brooklyn accent. I looked up in the sky and there were tons of bomber planes. they were not ours, the building i was in had its face blown off, and the walls what i could make of it were pastel pink. I grabbed my gun and ordered my men to take cover, we exited the building and there was rubble every where. You could hear the engines of the Nazi bomber planes as if it was right on top of you. Corp. Henderson took one step out around the corner to see if there were any Krouts around. and he got shot in the head by a sniper, we all hit the deck, Then all of a sudden we, i mean me , i Heard music playin, I remember the words, it was a Dame singin, she sang , good bye my love my moment with you know is ending, good bye my love my moment with you now is pending, It was so happily holding you close to me. then all we heard was machine gun fire. I shut my eyes so the fragments didnt hit me in the face, When i opened them i was on the beach, Man we were gettin hit left right and center. Blood was poaring of f the bodies that were blown open my repeated gun fire and gerenades, i could hear screaming, men pleading for help. Then i woke up, I was only 6 at the time and ive been having the same dream ever since. im 33 now, and i strongly feel a connection with the soldiers of ww 2 in europe. But i was a tough little hayseed from Brooklynn.