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2004-04-07

I was sitting in my living room with my husband watching the Broncos play Monday Night Football for the first time in their new stadium. I've been psychically sensitive my entire life, so I've become accustomed to paying attention when I begin to feel emotions that aren't my own. As I sat on the sofa, I started to feel uneasy...very agitated. As I began to concentrate on the emotion, I found myself standing in front of what was a desk in an office...to my right seemed to be some sort of hallway...with a low wall...maybe around the right side of my desk area. Directly in front of the desk was a large, circular pillar...cement in nature, I belive. I found myself raising my right arm to keep the ceiling tiles from falling in on me. As I did so, I noticed what I was wearing. On my right arm was a men's dark blue or black suit with a white shirt sleeve extending beyond the jacket sleeve at my wrist. My right shirt sleeve had a cufflink. The hair on my right arm and hand was dark brown or black. My attention turned beyond my desk. There were other pillars diagonal to the pillar in front of my desk. Beyond my desk, I saw many computer terminal desks with low-walled cubicle style desks..I want to say the cubicles were beige in color. Beyond the desks, was a wall of glass windows, large and square panes of glass that extended up to the ceiling. The architecture of the office seemed to be at an angle...all of it...even the wall with the windows if that makes sense. I continued to turn to look to my left where I saw people running from the windows. I remember seeing armong the group, a tall, African-American woman in what I remember as a black and beige skirt and blouse. Black with large, beige flowers. At the exact moment, I said to myself (whoever I was there with) "We're all going to die". I can't tell you how deeply it hurts me every time I recall this premonition. I felt the absolute surrender to the inevitable. When I came out of my "trance" or whatever, my husband looked at me and said, "What now?". I related to him what I saw and felt. I had no idea where it came from. I've had other premonitions in the past, but nothing like this. When I got up the next morning and watched live as the second plane hit, I realized what I saw. I'm sitting here crying and shaking because I have no control over this. I've never been to New York. I took particular note of what I was wearing because I am an early-fourties wife and mother. I've wondered if anyone else (I'm sure there has to be someone) who had the same experience. Please let me know if you have any info on where this office may have been located. I can draw a picture of it easier than I can describe it, but I hope you get the idea. Thanks, and not just to those of us still here. Thank you to whomever it was that allowed me a glimpse of there final moments. Blessings to all. Any info anyone has re: resources that can help me with this would be appreciated. Charmaine.