One night after work I gave someone a lift. During the drive I started a conversation about religion. He told me about a task that God has given him to do. As he was telling me about this task I began hearing and seeing everything he was saying. I was having a vision.
It starts off with me hearing loud music with offensive lyrics. This music is so loud that it hurts my ears. What I first see is a backpack. The backpack is the only thing I can see at this time. Then my field of vision begins to widen up.
As my vision is widening up I can see that the backpack is on a young man in his teens. And that the young man is walking down a sidewalk. As he is moving away from me I notice three things. He is wearing headphones. He has a weird hair do. And he is not paying attention to anything around him.
As the young man is walking up to an intersection I am moving with him. The young man is about to step off a curb on to a street. A bus comes around a curve as he steps off the curb. The bus driver sees him and blows his horn. There is not enough time for the bus driver to put on his brakes. The young man never sees or hears the bus. Everything goes black.