I have a lot of deja-vu and well, they are always in my dreams, like this one, which I’ve kept having a lot since I was 3.
So my family and I are going home, when all of the sudden a witch stops the car. Some bony hands try to stop us from not looking at her wanting to transform us into witches.
P.S. I can read the future, not only mine in dreams, but of family and friends.
Sent in by Nicole.