Mmy father died in 1988. In 1990 I had a very bright dream about him. In the dream he was talking about my brother. The scene changed to another place, my father was standing on a hill, holding my brother, crying and telling me that “they shot him really hard”! He kept crying and repeating this over and over.
In April 1990, two weeks after this dream, someone called me and told me that my brother had been shot and that he had been asking for me.
The ghost dream scared me because the scene in the dream showed the place where my brother was shot.
My brother survived the shooting. One thing my father didn't tell me in my dream was that my brother had died. So after I found out he had been shot, I knew he was still alive, and when people asked me if he was dead, I told them he was alive.
