I first truly understood the power of dreams when I was about 8 years old – I had a vivid dream about my cousins who lived in Brooklyn, NY and rarely saw (I lived in the Bronx and it was almost like visiting another country to see them!); they were watching TV when an electrical spark suddenly set the television ablaze. I then saw everyone rushing out the door and my aunt rushing towards them. My aunt asked if everyone was alright and got out safely and one of my female cousins answered everyone was safe, but the dog didn’t make it out.
I woke up, startled and shaken – the time was 1:38 am.