Hi. I have been looking for an answer to an encounter I had as a child and have never found it so I am hoping you might be able to help.
I was raised on a farm in Virginia. Was living in an old two-story home. I woke up one morning and could smell breakfast. It was not daylight yet. I looked toward the doorway. Slept in a twin bed that had a small chair between it and a full bed on the 2nd floor. There was a tall man there. He wore some sort of military uniform with a high collar. I asked who he was and no answer. I reached out to him and he disappeared. Ran screaming down the stairs and was made fun of. Told I was dreaming but I know I was wide awake.
Being a kid I decided to take a flashlight to bed the next night and shine it in his face if he
appeared again. Woke up as before but he was not there. Looked at chair between beds and saw someone else. An old man in white robes, long white beard and a cane. He looked very sad. For some reason I thought I was dying and if I acknowledged his presence he would take me with him. I covered up my head until daylight. Never saw either again. What could they have been trying to tell me?
From: “cheryl condrey” email@example.com
Date: Tuesday, August 23, 2005 7:55 PM