My Possible Past Life

From: Janelle Castillo (ellena_801@live.com)
Story type: Past Life Experience
Location: ()
Source: Form Submission
Date submitted: Sun Dec  5 04:48:03 2010

I had this dream a more than a few years ago. It was very vivid and very distinct because I found it unusual. I believe it was during World War II, but i don't know where I was. I have never forgotten a single detail of it because I wrote everything down when I woke up.

Dream Sequence:

My dream started with my family with some other people moving into this house. It was big, with a large staircase, but one thing i noticed was that every window was covered. The doors were also tightly shut, and there were these soldiers in brown helping my family fix things. They were positioned at every corner. I only heard noises- sirens and bombs exploding, but the dream had no real conversation. Once I tried to take a peek outside, I saw darkness and a big explosion somewhere in the distance. After that, I was reprimanded because we weren't allowed to look outside. After that my mother told me to gather all the children upstairs and go to our bedrooms. I noticed I was the only girl. There were about 10 of us- I could tell that the youngest would be about 9, the oldest would be 16 or 17 (which is me, and a boy)[I was 14 when I dreamt this] . We, then gathered into our room- 10 of us in one large bedroom with wooden bunk beds. It was dark, only the candles lighting the room. Then, I heard a loud bang, ear-piercing screams and the house shook. Everyone in the room hid themselves. Several of us hid under the beds. After that in the darkness, I heard footfalls. The door slammed open and I saw boots walking across the room. The boy with the same age as me took my hand, covered my mouth and pulled me deeper under the bed.

After that, everything was a blur. I heard screams and a man saying, "Look under the beds and in the closets. Capture everyone." Then, I was pulled out from under the bed, along with the others and dragged into this small dark room. With me there was the boy with the same age as me, with my mother and someone who was possibly my father. We were left in there alone. After that, one kid opened the door and told us to run. The house was a mess, but there were no dead bodies, no blood. Sirens were getting louder and the doors and windows were broken. We all ran outside and the sky was bright with explosions. The boy and I were separated from my parents in the chaos. We stopped in this clearing where there was no one. Then I heard a sound of an engine and I looked up. I thought I saw fireworks, but then a wing of a plane which was on fire came our way. I screamed and held on to the boy. Then, everything went black. I immediately woke up after that.

I believe I dreamt of my death in my past life. I don't know when this took place, but it looked like it took place during WW2. I don't know- I'm not sure if this really was a memory, but it was to vivid for it to be just a dream.