02 September 2015 | September 2015
It was in 2008. I was working for this doctor as a certified nurses assistant and was also rooming in his home from which he had a private practice.
One day, I was painting in the living room when I heard someone crying. The doctor came RUNNING down the hall at this crying noise to see if I was ok. Later that evening, the doctor and his daughter went out to dinner. I was tired and decided that I would take a bath, but as I began to undress, I heard a lady crying. I opened the bath room door, but no one was there. I went back into the bathroom and the same thing happened again, so I looked again and this time I saw a lady with all white hair and she said “you can’t leave him.” To be honest, I thought that maybe I was just tired and so I finished my bath and went off to bed.
That night I had a dream of a boy climbing through the window in the sitting room and he said to me in the dream that “everything was ok until he signed the paper.” I told the doctor about the dream I had and he simply ignored me and changed the subject.
Later in the week, I saw the boy again in a dream. This time the little boy came out of the closet and attacked me. I told the doctor about this and again he changed the subject.
This happened a third time later that week. I must have fell asleep and when I did, I dreamed that I saw the boy come out of the closet and he said to me “oh you are still here?” The boy tried to put a pillow over my head, but I fought him off. I told the Doctor again what I had dreamed and again he tried to change the subject. I told him not this time and that I was leaving. He called his daughter and told her what had happened and that I was leaving. She came over and I also told her what had happened
She told me that the room I was in was her little brothers. He had a brain thing going on and her dad had eventually pulled the plug on his life support. She showed me a picture of the boy and I thought I was going to fall out of my seat as it was the boy in the closet in my dreams. The Doctor’s daughter asked me not to leave because I could ‘see’ and they needed my help. I told her that they needed JESUS and I left leaving my bible open.
I never want to experience anything like that again.
Submitted by Linda.
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