My Story: One night, everyone was asleep, except for my sister. She was making chocolate milk, when she heard a noise coming from the living room. It was the sound of a strumming guitar. When this happened, I had a 1990s acoustic guitar, which belonged to a family friend’s brother, who passed away. While she was in the living room, she heard clanking from the kitchen.
That same night, I had a dream that I opened by guitar case and the guitar had turned black.