I have one, back in 96 my Mom was killed in a head on collision by a guy that was in a diabetic coma.
About 3 months down the road I went to get my monthly haircut but the girl that always cut my hair was out sick so another lady had to cut it. She was new to the place middle aged and she could tell that I was down and I explained as to why I was down and it being the Loss of my Mom in the car wreck.
She went on to tell me that her 14 year old daughter was in a minivan on the way to a soccer tournament and the driver fell asleep and during the accident her 14 year old daughter was thrown out and crushed and killed by the minivan.
We were both almost in tears because of the pain that we shared.
I never saw that woman again after that day.
Fast forward about 6 months or so, I was at a singles bar with a couple of my buddies and I am sitting there talking with this very cute/hot girl and we are talking about where we were from/family etc.
I shared with her that I lost my Mom in a car wreck about 9 months ago.
Then a pained look appeared on her face and she told me that she had lost her little sister in a wreck a few years ago.
She tried to continue telling me more about it but a powerful feeling over whelmed me and I cut her off and finished her story for her stating that her little sister was 14 on the way to a soccer tournament and thrown from and crushed by the van.
She utterly fell out of her chair and I had to catch her! We were both shocked!! She asked how I new this. It ended up that she was the older daughter of the woman that had cut my hair that on time months back.
I never saw her again.
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