November 21, 2017
I woke again with an anxiety attack! Melinda, Belinda. Whistle. There is a young, blond-hair guy passed out on the floor by the kitchen table.
In real life, I was trying to fall asleep and lying down on my bed…after a long conversation with a friend…
Then I felt a man smudge the left side of my face, chin and then right side. I could not figure it out. I thought maybe it was like a facial with a brush, a thought of a Mortician, or maybe my face was being painted since I have been having dreams of a painter.
Anyway, my friend thought it was maybe a facial and you need to spruce things up….he mentioned CHRISSY.
“YOU LOOK DEAD,”
Whatever it was it was SPOOKY and it would not be a surprise to me NOR my family, if I ended up DEAD somewhere.
January 2018
I ended up moving into a building with a mortuary behind the building (LOL) Oh also, my uncle passed away on January 7, 2018.