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Witness: Nyeasia Pippin
Location: Jonesboro, Arkansas
Date of Encounter: August 1999

This happened about 5 years ago but I can remember the details clearly to this day. My grandmother passed away back in July 1999. She was a diabetic and became very ill. She had to have emergency surgery and was in the hospital for well over 3 months. Well, my granny and I were really close. My brother was also close to our granny because we were her first and oldest grandchildren. When she was well enough to come home, my mom suggested that she live with us. She stayed in her room since she had the master bedroom. My granny was doing quite well for a very long time so we were excited to see her smile and talk to us again. Each night I would go and check on her to see if she needed anything. Well, one particular day my brother and I went in her room and we held hands and said a prayer for her because she looked "tired." I told her that she had to come to my graduation because I was going to be the first one in my family to go to college. She said she would if she could make it. I think she knew God was calling her home and I kind of knew that too. She passed away that following day and I was so hurt that I blamed myself for her passing because I thought I didn't do a good enough job to keep her here on earth. One night in August of the same year I had a major emotional breakdown because I kept on blaming myself. Mind you, my granny and I were best friends and I could have told her anything. I was up real late crying and apologizing and telling her how sorry I was. I don't know how long I was crying but I felt a warm, peaceful feeling come over me. I fell asleep after that and I had a dream about her laughing and talking. That was her way of telling me that she was okay and that it wasn't my or anyone's fault that she passed. To this day I still have dreams about her because I have two children of my own and I know that she is watching over them.

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