Sister reaching out.

I have had many strange things happen over the years. One that sticks in my mind most is the event that happend in the late 70's. I worked graveyard at a large educational institution as a custodian. It was July and a very warm night. I was suddenly very tired and decided at 3:00am I would take a nap for my lunch break. I laid down on a couch that was in a commons area of the building. I went to sleep fast and deep. All of the sudden someone grabbed my ankle and shook my leg. I woke up enough to say 'What? What do you want?' I got no answer and fell back to sleep. Then again someone grabbed my leg and shook it enough to toss me off the couch on to the floor. I woke to see two people standing at the end of the couch. One was a tall slender woman with a little boy standing next to her. I said to them 'What do you want?' again no answer. I got back on the couch and fell asleep again. The next time I woke I was being shook by my supervisor. I asked him if he had been there eariler to wake me. He said no. I asked him again if he tried to wake me eariler. He said NO..why? I told him what had happened. He said that someone was contacting me from the other side. I laughed and said yeah right and went to work. When I got home I told my husband what had happened. He thought it was strange because about 4:00 he was woke up by the feeling someone was pinching him hard in the arm. When he woke he saw the same thing I did. He told them to leave him alone and went back to sleep. They did. Two days later we were driving to a friends house and passed my husbands sisters house. He wanted to stop, I said no! don't stop! something was very wrong but I had no idea what I just knew I didn't want to stop. The next day my husbands sisters went over to her house...they found her and her sond dead. They had been dead about a week, sucide. Years later the rest of the kids in the family and myself were talking about her and her son and why they did what they did. I brought up the fact that at about 3:20am I was jared awake durning the night. In further conversation I found out that each one of us at different times that night were jared awake, some by hitting in the stomach, pinching and shaking. We all believe it was their sister telling us to come find her. Funny thing is this memory is just as clear today as it was the day it happened.

I have a clear belief that people do go on living, just in a different form of energy. No one can tell me otherwise.