08 September 2015 | September 2015
It was 1984 and I was about 6 yrs.old at that time. It was the first time that I realized that I had this third eye.
In my younger years, I saw a lot of creepy things, but this one I could say was my first! My uncle Al had just died in a car crash a few days ago. We were so very closed. He used to play with me and even made a swing for us to use for an afternoon nap.
One night, a day after his funeral. I just can’t understand my feelings when I was about to go to bed. I had this urged to open my eyes even if I am too sleepy. For three hours, I just stared at the ceiling and the windows. Then I prayed to God… “Lord, help me to fall asleep” because I was so tired. And suddenly, when I looked up to the Sacred Heart of Jesus image on our wall. There I saw the face of my uncle who just departed, happily looking at me. I felt scared, but relaxed and then I closed my eyes and fell asleep.
Submitted by Marilou
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