READERS TALES
The Little Boy
(NOTE: The following incidents began in Cedar City,
Utah)
One night, not too long ago, it was late at night and I was
extremely tired. I got into bed and began to dream... I was in my own bed, which was
kitty-corner to the door of my bedroom. The room was dark and there was a bright light
streaming in from behind the little blonde haired boy who had entered and was standing at
the edge of my bed. He spoke extremely soft but I could still make out his words,
"Can I use your blanket?". It was a strange question, I'll admit, but I felt
tired and wanted to please him quickly, so I tossed my blanket to him. "what are you
going to do with it?" I asked as he folded the blanket. "make a fort for Mindy
and Mary Beth." the small boy replied, Mindy and Mary Beth being the name of my aunt
and mom. "can I use your pillow too?" he asked. Once again, I granted his
request, this time throwing my pillow to him. I watched him as he settled the blanket
under the pillow and started to walk out of the room. "Thank you." he said
sweetly. When I woke up the next morning, my pillow and blanket were folded neatly and at
the foot of my bed.
About 3 weeks after the dream, I was visiting my grandmother
in Salt Lake City, UT. While sleeping in her basement, I had the exact same dream, except
instead of a little blonde haired boy, it was a teenage girl with dark brown hair. Once
again, my pillow and blanket were folded neatly and in the end of my bed.
When spending the night at my cousin's house, I told my cousin
whom I trust very well, about these dreams and she said that our uncle, Al, was older
brother to both our mothers, Mindy and Mary Beth, and that he was very much blonde headed
when he was younger, and that he had died in one of the world wars.
She also suggested
that he could have been that little boy in my dream. as for the girl, she was clueless. I
don't know how to explain any of this or if I'm even supposed to but all I know is that
all this means something.
-Unsigned.