January 17, 2007
Nana's Warning
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Amber, Melbourne, Australia, September 1990
My nana died in June of 1990. Three months later on Father's Day, my
older sister had to take back some library books at her Uni and I was
complaining that I was bored so she asked me if I wanted to come for a
drive. Of course I replied, "Yes." She quickly went to her room to get the
books and as soon as she left the room I felt a huge weight all over my body
and I couldn't move nor could I speak. I had my mum sitting next to me
knitting and I tried screaming out to her but nothing was coming out. Then I
heard a voice that sounded extremely familiar whisper in my ear saying,
"Please don't go. You really don't want to go." My sister then entered the
room saying, "Well, are you coming or not?" Then the huge weight that I was
experiencing slowly lifted off and I was able to say, "No, I don't want to
go."
After she left, I ran straight into my bedroom, closed the door,
jumped on my bed and hugged my knees under my chin. I was petrified. An hour
later our phone rang, it was my sister saying that she had been in a serious
car accident and that she was ok apart from some cuts and bruises and that
the tow truck is bringing the car home. Some time later the tow truck
arrived with her car. I looked out the window and noticed that the whole
passenger side had literally disappeared. I don't think I would be here
today if I didn't have that familiar voice whisper in my ear, "Please don't
go, you really don't want to go."
Thanks, Nana.
