My mom said that I've seen things since I could talk, but I don't remember anything unusual until about the seventh grade. Slapped a friend on the
back in the middle of the school hallway, and saw him have one nasty bike accident. I kind of shrugged it off. spent the rest of the day doing
whatever seventh graders do, went home. That evening I gave him a call, because I was getting that lead in the gut feeling. His mom answered,
bawling, because he'd had this really nasty bike wreck, and his dad had taken him to the emergency room. From how she described what happened, I'd
already seen it, about 6 or so hours before it happened. As time went on, I saw things that happened to people, anywherer from a day to a couple of
weeks before it happened to them.
It's never a good vision, always the bad. BTW, I never saw the stuff that happened to family members. (self defense mechanisim maybe?).
When I was s senior, we had our senior class trip in Disney world. I walked out of the Epcot center ride with a female friend, and the strangest
thing happened. Hadn't touched anybody. and I guess I had this vision.
All of a sudden, I'm standing in the park alone. It looked like it had been deserted for a long time. I heard this crackling sound, looked up into
the sky. The sky was some funky looking gray color. These things that looked like long black cracks started moving across the sky. They started
coming towards the ground, like the air was ripping, or getting these big black spider web\s through it. Then the ground started cracking open. all
of the sidewalk pavement was ripping apart, and it sounded like the world's biggest zippers.
I felt like I'd been standing there for a long time. Then everything went back to normal. People in the park, and this girl looking at me like
she'd seen a ghost. I asked her "what's going on", and she told me, (I'll never forget it..") "For a second you looked like the oldest man
I've ever seen in my life."
I still don't understand that one.
Walking through the mall with some friends, around that same time frame, and brushed past someone I couldn't describe physically, (male or female...
beats me...), to anyone to this day, and got this feeling like I had ten tons of bricks on my head, and felt nothing like the nasty/evil/bad I felt
from this person.It was so bad, I found the first garbage can I could find, and stuck my head in it to throw up.
It's been situations like that for a very long time.
I've been having these feelings, seeing these things for about the past 25+ years, and I can't say I'm thrilled with it, don't know why I've got
it, and certainly don't appreciate having it. One time out of about 20, someone listened to me, and it kept them from dying in a car accident. She
thanked me later. (open minded english teacher.). The rest of the time, you get the "WTF is wrong with you you nut? " Glad to find a board
where I could get it off my chest.