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I saw one of my friends standing in the doorway to my house.
At the time he'd been dead for at least five years. Blew his brains out. Poor guy.
I also saw a man that I never met sitting in the living room of that same house. When he saw me he jumped up like I had startled him and ran towards the back of the house. But there was no sound to his running. You'd think a man, well over six feet tall, would make some kind of some. Any sound.
I felt one of my friends flatline in another state. I loved him like a brother, still do though it's been years since I've seen him. I didn't know that he was dead or dying at the time. I just had a very strong feeling that he was going away, forever, and I would never see him smile again. Never feel him hug me. Never hear about how his life is going lately.
I cried and begged him not to go. I don't recall how long I cried or pleaded for it not to be true, that he would be gone. But eventually, a sense of calm settled over me. He was going to stay. I fell asleep.
A few months later I heard about him flatlining that night in the hospital. I'm glad he decided to stay. He's living near me right now. I've never told him about that night.
*pours shot*
That's about it when it comes to ghosts. I think there are one or two more that are buried in the vault somewhere and they can sit and gather dust for all I care!
Ghosts, apparitions, 'intuition', I'd rather it didn't come to me. I wish, sometimes that the gods had bestowed their 'gifts' on someone else.
*pours another shot*
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