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12/13/2005 The ProphetOne night, a man entered his son's bed room to say good night. However his son was tossing and turning in his bed.
"Are you okay?" the man asked his son, after he woken him up.
"I had a nightmare that Aunt Susie died" said the frighten son.
"Aunt Susie is okay, nothing is worng with her, now go to bed" the man said, and put his son back to sleep.
The next day, Aunt Susie died.
One week later, the man entered his son's bed room to say good night. Again, his son was tossing and turning in bed.
"I had a nightmare that Granpa died" the son said this time.
"Granpa is okay, nothing is worng with him, now go to sleep"
The next day, Granpa died as well. Yet another week later, the man found his son tossing and turning in bed yet again.
"I had a nightmare of daddy dying" said the son.
"Daddy is okay, there is nothing worng with him, now go to sleep"
However, once the man got into bed he was so frigten, he couldn't fall asleep. His son had already predicted 2 people's death. So the next one that will die would be him...
The man lived in fear for the whole of the following day. After getting dressed, he feard that he might get into a car accident on the way to work. He feard that someone might have put poison in his food, so he didn't eat lunch. He feard that someone could stab him, so he tried not to meet anybody at all. He jumped at any sound, and ducked under the table when something moved.
Maneging to get through the day unharmed, he complained to his wife that "Today was the worst day of my whole life!"
"Well, it wasn't the worst day, but it was a bad day" said his wife. "This morning, the milk man died right at our door!"
Everday StuffMy Mother and Grand Mother came today to Canberra! He he he, now I can ask for stuff without using my own money!!
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