`gnobodyhome` [Thread]

I have never posted this before, but I swear on my left nut this is 100%
true. My god brother was named Oliver. He died an awful death from
cancer when he and I both were 8. It was very traumatic to me and all of
both families. I have seen oliver a couple of times since then, and I
swear he still watches out for me. (Shit I am getting goose bumps typing
this!) The first time, I was exploring out in the boonies. I saw a cool
looking little wash out, this was by a local river, I thought I would
climb in and explore it. I heard him tell me not to, Clearly.... I
looked around, I was alone, I left. the next day the wash out was gone.
The second time, and in my opinion the most useful... I had been married
for a few years, not sure how many. I was on my way to a lovely and very
cooperative young ladies house, to be 100% stupid... All of a sudden, in
the corner of my eye there was somebody in the passenger seat, I had
been alone in the car, but I was not now. I was doing 70 on the freeway
BTW... Oliver looked at me for a few seconds, I saw him as clear as I
see my screen in front of me, I swear. He was the age I remembered him,
but not sick like I remembered. He looked at me for a few seconds and
then said "don't do this, please." then he was gone. I went home,
quickly. I hope I never see him again No, I hope I never need to see
him, until he comes to walk a long strange path with me.

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