My Dreams & Visions About Reachelle - II

Sometime around the end of August, beginning of September 2006 I began having vivid dreams and visions about Reachelle. After alot of thought and consideration, I shared them with the other posters, friends and family of Reachelle Smith at the CourtTV.com message board for Reachelle. I felt strongly that it was the right thing to do. I still do and will continue to do so. Someone, somewhere, knows something...

In the second dream it was daylight outside. It took place in a back room of what appeared to be a military recruiting office. Reachelle was in this back room sitting inside this huge burlap type bag on the floor that was full of promotional items. Things such as pens, pencils, compasses, watches, letter openers, tack pins, etc. She was going through them having the time of her life while a male, mid to late 20s, early 30s was sitting at a desk reading documents.

Reachelle seemed content. I introduced myself, the male at the desk did not seem concerned with me being there. I asked Reachelle how she was. She said good. I asked her what she was doing and she said "playing with the things." I asked her if she was having fun, she said yes. She asked me what my name was. I told her and she smiled. I asked her if Aunt Steph was with her and she said no. I asked her where Aunt Steph was and she shrugged her shoulders and replied, "I dunno."

I looked through the "things" with her for a few minutes and then asked her if she knew where her daddy was. At first she looked at me and said she didn't know, then she began to cry and say that she wanted her daddy over and over. I tried to console her and the odd thing was is that the male at the desk didn't even seem to notice what was taking place. When Reachelle calmed down, I asked her how she got there (there being the recruiting office). She replied, "They brung me here." Then she went back to playing with the "things" as she called them. Absent mindedly she began chattering about "them bringing her there", being in the car, missing her daddy.

I hugged her and in my mind and heart I promised her I'd find a way to get her home. I kissed her on the forehead and we smiled at each other. We had an understanding. I took one last look at the male at the desk who had not moved a muscle it seemed since I arrived. I have to wonder about him...I heard a train whistle in the distance.