Ghosts in the Fifties
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I was in a house with perhaps 4 or 5 other women my age (early thirties) and everything, including hairstyles and dress, looked like it was the 1950s. We were having a quiet get-together and I remember there were alchoholic drinks being drunk though I don't think I was having one. A woman and a young girl, perhaps 10 or so, appeared out of nowhere and I understood that they were ghosts. It was a really interesting and fascinating feeling and I know we talked extensively though I don't recall any specific subjects or words. But our conversation went on for a while and I was the only one at the get-together that could see them. We were sitting in chairs in a livingroom type atmosphere. Everything was fine for a while. Then I was laying on the floor and the ghost woman and girl were hoving above me and being mean and scary. Next I was outside talking to a dark haired man and I asked if he'd seen them too and he said yes and pointed to a wall. On the wall were very vague and somewhat washed out images. One was of the Virgin Mary, in reds and greens, and another at the top was reddish orange and looked kinda like wave or a flame. I asked the guy if he was Catholic and he didn't answer. And I asked if he was a lapsed Catholic and he said yes and I reached out and held his hand. We were sitting in lawn chairs.
Next I was in a school bus and we were driving down a highway at night. Up ahead on the road was a guy I went to high school with and he was submerged in a puddle of water in the road. Only his head and shoulders were above the road. And about 5 feet in front of him was a group of animals including dogs and a deer. The bus swerved to miss him but hit some of the animals. There was a black woman in charge of the trip we were on in the bus and I asked her where we were going and other questions and she was really bitchy and didn't want to answer. I said that I'd call my parents and get a bunch of lawyers. The discussion got more heated and I threw a bunch of papers with my name on them out the window with the idea that cops or someone would find them and know how to find me. I got most of these papers out the window but before I got all of them out the black woman jammed a wooden pencil in my arm. It went in and came out lower down. The image in my mind is off the pencil still stuck in my arm and blood coming out of the wound.
Additional Comments:
I know I dreamed about the Virgin Mary because I was looking in a calendar yesterday and saw that her feast is coming up on the 8th.
