When I was a child around 12 or 13 (2002-2003), I was up north on a family vacation in Traverse City, Michigan. On one of the nights there we had a bonfire by the river. It was just as normal as any other night.
As the older relatives were drinking, I was sitting at the fire staring across in the distance. I began to look at a specific tree directly in front of me. As I was looking, I began to get really confused. I would look away, find the tree, and stare again to see if my eyes were playing tricks on me.
Looking into this tree, I saw an interestingly suspicious face of a little girl. I felt her eyes staring at me as my heart began racing. I wanted to tell the adults, but they were all drunk and I knew they wouldn't believe me. I began to cry out of frustration and moved away from the bonfire never to speak of it again.
Nearly 10 years later, I was about to leave for the Marines to South Carolina. My grandfather Mick had just passed away, and my family were all at my grandmother's for support.
My Aunt Liz pulled me to the side and asked to speak with me in another room. She said, "I had a dream last night about your grandfather."
I said, "How nice. What happened?" She then told me he wanted her to pass something to me. I felt my heart sink and I said, "What's that?"
She said he wanted me to tell you, "He met the girl you once saw at the bonfire." I can't explain what I felt at that moment. My aunt then added, he said "there were many indescribable things you saw when you were younger."
