Have you ever seen a moment before it happened—not just felt it, but lived it in a dream so real, it left you rattled? Tonight’s listener-submitted story from Trisha dives into one of those unsettling overlaps between dream and reality. When a vivid dream of falling down the stairs turns into a frighteningly accurate memory… before it even happens, the line between coincidence and something far stranger begins to blur.
In this episode of Paranormal Nightshift, your host Andy explores a childhood déjà vu that’s too precise to ignore—where the fall was inevitable, even after the warning. Was it a glimpse through time? A prophetic message? Or something else that still echoes in the shadows of Trisha’s memory?
Whether you’re a skeptic or a true believer, this one will make you pause before brushing off that next strange dream.
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Because here at Paranormal Nightshift… the night doesn’t just fall.
It remembers.
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Have you ever felt a moment
before it happened?
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Not just a gut feeling, but a
vivid, almost cinematic preview,
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A scene you swear you’ve lived
through, right down to the way
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the air shifts before it hits
you?
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Some folks call it Deja vu.
Others say it’s something
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deeper, something brushing up
against the edge of time itself.
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Here on Paranormal Night Shift,
we lean in when the strange
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becomes familiar, when a dream
feels more like a message, when
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the past creeps forward with
something to say.
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I’m your host, Andy, and tonight
we’re stepping into a listener
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submitted story that might just
make you second guess your next
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deja vu.
But before we dive in, I’ve got
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something for those of you who
crave more than just the eerie
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now and then.
Head over to
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paranormalnightshift.com to grab
your free copy of The Birth of
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Dimensional Desperado, the first
ebook in our time bending
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supernatural series.
It’s where Buck Shadow share of
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Freeman’s paranormal journey
through time begins, and trust
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me, it’s a wild ride.
Now turn down the lights,
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silence the world, and lean in
close.
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Because this next story from
Tricia isn’t just about falling.
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It’s about seeing the fall
coming and still not being able
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to stop it.
I was about 8 years old when it
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happened.
Old enough to ride my bike
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unsupervised on the sidewalk,
but still young enough to be
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scared of the dark hallway
upstairs.
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We lived on a military base at
the time, in one of those cookie
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cutter two-story homes where
everything echoed just a little
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too much and the stairs creaked
like they had secrets.
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Our house was simple but
comfortable.
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Upstairs were the bedrooms,
mine, my parents, and my little
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brothers lined up like tidy
compartments in a dollhouse.
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Downstairs was where life
happened, The living room where
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the TV never worked quite right,
the kitchen that always smelled
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faintly of peanut butter toast,
and the dining room that only
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got used when someone important
was coming over.
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And then there was Bear.
Bear was our dog, half German
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Shepherd, half something
fluffier, and all loyalty.
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We’d had him since he was a
puppy, and by the time of this
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story he was already a small
tank with fur.
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He wasn’t the kind of dog that
barked, unless he meant it.
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Mostly he just followed me
around like a furry shadow,
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usually laying himself right
across walkways like a living
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booby trap.
Now, a week or so before the
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fall, I’d had a dream, one of
those vivid ones that cling to
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you even after you brushed your
teeth and started your day.
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In the dream, I was walking out
of my room, half aware and still
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groggy, when Bear was there,
stretched out like a rug across
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the top of the staircase.
I didn’t see him until it was
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too late.
My foot caught on his back leg
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and I went airborne.
I could feel the panic, the wind
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rushing past me, my hand
reaching out to grabbed the
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curved grip attached to the edge
of the banister, trying to slow
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my fall, but it didn’t help.
I fell all the way down,
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helpless, watching each step
blur by as I tumbled toward the
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bottom.
I jolted awake right as I hit
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the front door of my dream.
I remember telling my mom about
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it the next morning.
She smiled the way moms do when
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they’re trying to reassure you.
But don’t actually believe you.
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Dreams are just dreams, she
said, ruffling my hair.
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Bear wouldn’t let you fall, but
he did.
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It was maybe a week later, a
normal afternoon.
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I had just come out of my room,
nothing special, nothing weird.
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The house was quiet.
I could hear Bear’s paws patting
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softly down the hallway, and I
thought he’d gone downstairs.
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I followed.
I don’t remember seeing him.
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I just remember tripping
suddenly, violently, and the
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world flipping sideways.
My foot caught something solid
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and warm, and in the span of a
breath I was airborne.
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Exactly like in the dream.
The second my body lurched
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forward, my brain screamed.
This already happened.
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I flailed, reaching out
desperately for the small
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overhang, the grip on the
banister.
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Just like in the dream.
My fingertips brushed it, even
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curled around it for half a
second, but the momentum was too
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strong.
My hand slipped, and I was gone.
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22 stairs.
I know because I counted them
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afterward, my body aching and my
pride shattered.
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I hit each one like a bag of
laundry, tumbling and twisting,
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finally coming to a full stop
with a thud against the front
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door.
The house was silent for a
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moment, like it was holding its
breath.
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Then Bear came trotting down the
stairs after me, tail wagging,
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tongue out like he hadn’t just
been responsible for fulfilling
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a minor prophecy.
I lay there for a minute, trying
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to catch my breath, trying to
decide if I should cry or laugh
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or check for broken bones.
My elbow throbbed, my hip was
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sore, but I was OK.
What wasn’t OK, what still isn’t
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really, was how familiar it had
felt.
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Not just the fall, but the fear,
the helplessness, the exactness
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of it all.
Like time had looped back and
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said, hey, remember this, You
saw it coming.
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I told my mom again, this time
with more urgency.
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She looked a little spooked, but
still offered a shrub.
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Well, she said slowly.
Maybe it was a worry dream,
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maybe.
Or maybe it was something else
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entirely, something I’m still
trying to make sense of all
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these years later.
But from that day on, I never
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walked near those stairs without
checking for Bear 1st, and I
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never took my dreams lightly
again.
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And that brings us to the end of
tonight’s story.
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Tricia, thank you for sharing
something so personal and so
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unsettling.
That feeling of knowing, of
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watching the moment unfold just
like you saw it in a dream, it
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sticks with you.
And I think a lot of us
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listening tonight are going to
be side eyeing our own Deja Vu
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from now on.
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Until next time, stay curious.
Stay alert and keep 1 foot in
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the light.
The shadows are always closer
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than you think.
