Do you have a 'nobody would EVER believe me' story? No matter the subject or how daft, unreal it seems, please share :)

Ok, never told this one before. My DD had a terrible accident a few years ago. About a week after, as we were preparing to go to the hospital, my phone beeped with a facebook message. It was my ex husbands (not DDs father) niece. I'd had zero contact with any of the family since my divorce over 10 years earlier, neither had DD. Anyway, the niece had always claimed to be a medium, something I'd always thought was hokum, however, she knew DD was very ill, and asked me what had happened. I gave her a brief overview and asked her how she knew. Neice said she'd "led DD back three times". What she, and in fact very few people knew, was DD flatlined three times after the accident, and the doctors revived her.

A friend I hadn't seen for a while called and started saying 'You know I was going to move.. but....er'

I said, 'but you got pregnant'

she said, 'yes'

I have twice had dreams come true, but I didn't know they were dreams. One was I thought I'd seen someone at work with a name badge that indicated promotion, he was promoted a couple of weeks later.

The other was that I thought I'd read in the paper and seen a picture of Paul Daniels marrying Debbie McGee, about a week before they married.

Shame it was nothing useful.

I'm really good at guessing the sex of a baby too. I just get a feeling that I know and it's usually right. Didn't work with my own though, wrong both times.

Bertie, thanks for the link. I'll show that to my dad.

When I was younger I worked in brothels, always nervous id see someone I knew. This day goes I to work and the first client sent though to me was my next door but one neighbour, a lovely man with a wife and four daughters. As soon as he seen me he through his clothes on an left. The thing was earlier in the morning id got locked out, front bedroom window was open an this man (neighbour) had put his ladder upto my window and climbed in for me so I could get in!! Iv always thought maybe he knew I worked there ??? But the look on his face when I walked in the room, and the way he rushed to get off why bother to do that? So very strange. I see the family now, lovely they are. Must just of been a massive coincidence that he'd let me in then decided to go to a brothel!!

I've stayed up half the night, transfixed by this thread! Thanks, Sole and all posters :)

I know this makes me sound like a nut but, my DH can fly. He's not superman or uses any kind of propulsion but he can fly.
We were in bed one night, he was fast asleep and I was awake. All of a sudden, he leaps into the air like superman and starts heading towards to window. I thought 'woah, what's he going to do when he reaches the window?' The window didn't have any way of opening. He then drops to the floor - he'd cleared the bed completely and was about a foot away from the foot of the bed. It was just like in the cartoons when the coyote realises he's ran off the road and is suspended in mid air.
He was groaning and complaining loudly, so I get him back to the bed we chat for a bit - can't remember what we said - and we both go to sleep.
The next morning I asked him if he remembered anything - he sleepwalks and talks quite a lot - he said he'd had on odd dream, where he was flying but he fell to the ground when he hit the ceiling light and he remembered he couldn't fly.
He didn't believe me that it wasn't. And no body does. But it really did happen!

Yes. When I was small (two or so) I would ask my mother what my name was, tell her I was starting to forget. She said "it's always been Cheerful, silly" and I would say "no, before, it was before."

I remember being very hungry but very happy, in a green place by the water. (When I saw the ocean for the first time as a teenager, I knew the smell exactly.) I was old. It hurts, being very old in a damp place. My knees were sore a lot. When I was little and got fevers (which I did frequently) I would tell my mother "my bones are sore, like being old."

There was a man I loved a lot. I don't know in what way (might have been a son, might have been a husband). He had dark hair. I don't remember his face anymore but I did when I was young. Something about...a stone building, with statues and a floor that was wet a lot. A leaky church? It's dim now.

Dear Husband and I were walking around a car boot sale (that dates it). Anyway, he was looking for a couple of second hand paperback books. So, we browsed the various stalls. Eventually I asked him what was the name of the books he was looking for, 'Papillion' and 'Aztec' he replied. Within 2 seconds the very next 2 books I saw were those exact books, side by side in a box of assorted books for sale.

No big deal, but, those exact 2 books, side by side, 2 seconds after he said it.

Once time I knew someone's name the minute I saw their face. OK, I was working in a Personnel Department at the time so it's explainable but I still thought it was odd.

I remember a past life.

My dad can almost always (as in about 98% of the time) correctly guess the sex of a pregnant woman's baby.

In the space of one year my life was like an episode of Jeremy Kyle. I had bereavement, breakups, house-moves, domestic abuse, a termination, homelessness, a car accident, sacked from my job and quite possibly through all of this a mental breakdown.

When I was 17 my Mum was taken very ill and my brother and I followed my Dad down to Bristol to the hospital where we stayed in the nurses home so we could be with her all day. It was never explained to us what was going on really, but one day we were sent back up to Scotland. Not long after that I was on a bus and got off early in order to walk through a nature reserve near my house. I had the most amazing sense of peace and calm and when I got home my neighbour told me that my Mum had passed away.

Here's mine- I was living in London The year after I left uni, I met up with my old 6th form friends (2hrs away from where I was living) and we travelled to Wales for the start of a hen weekend. On the last day, our hen party shared quad bikes and paint balling with a stag party. Thought nothing of it until a year later when I was having a party at my London flat when one of the lads from the stag party turned up. He was my flatmates', brothers' friend. Was very inebriated and probably irritated everyone with my amazing story all evening!!!

Here's mine- I was living in London The year after I left uni, I met up with my old 6th form friends (2hrs away from where I was living) and we travelled to Wales for the start of a hen weekend. On the last day, our hen party shared quad bikes and paint balling with a stag party. Thought nothing of it until a year later when I was having a party at my London flat when one of the lads from the stag party turned up. He was my flatmates', brothers' friend. Was very inebriated and probably irritated everyone with my amazing story all evening!!!

I don't believe in woo but...

1. when I was about 19 and in college I went to a prayer meeting. There was a visiting faith healer.(this was the time of the charasmatic movement) When she prayed with me she stopped and described exactly the man I would marry. I wrote down what she said and still have the piece of paper. It is the only time in my life I really felt someone looked into my future.

1. I grew up in Ireland and had a best friend there who was from a family who were great singers/musicians. one of the songs they would often sing in a session was "The Galway Shawl" - they'd sing it as a bit of a joke. Years passed, I hadn't spoken to my friend for years as I had moved to another country. I was traveling for work in Beijing. One night I had a vivid dream about my friend. So much so that I woke up thinking "I must contact her once I get home". That morning was the end of my business trip so I went with a colleague to see The Great Wall before our flight home that night. We got into a taxi. There was a chinese language station on the radio. And then the station played "The Galway Shawl". Once it was finished the radio went back to pure Chinese talk/music.

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Was it a well-known Spa?!

I went for treatments at a "luxury spa" via a Groupon deal. It was far from luxury. Riot police raided it during my massage. We think they were either looking for drugs or thought it was a brothel. My unsuspecting friends in the waiting room at the time may have been mistaken for prostitutes!

Some really moving stories on here. Brilliant thread, OP.

MrsSantas that's really spooky.

Mine's nothing in comparison!

When I was born my Mum and Dad had a huge, abnormally huge Alsatian. When they learned they were expecting they were wary about the massive dog, who was 2 years old at the time, around me.

My Dad had a business selling garage doors at the time and one day one of his customers reacted to their pregnancy news by saying, never, ever get rid of the dog, your child will need him. Anyway when I was born Ddog was hugely protective (as they are). One night I became really poorly in the night, my Mum and Dad were downstairs and didn't know anything, but I had moved myself to a position of suffocation.

DDog probably saved me. He reached his nose through the bars of the cot and was moving me by dragging my clothes , into a better position, in between barking to alert my parents. They found him trying to shift me and I was taken straight to hospital.

When much later they looked again at his papers and details (had come across them as were moving house)they found that me and DDog had been born on the same day, at the same time. I have a very distinctive, sort of spooky if you believe in numerology , birthday and it seemed so did Ddog.

My parents were freaked out by me as a young child. I'd point at the 'phone and say 'Daddy' or 'Auntie Sonya' and sure enough it'd ring and it would be whoever I had said.

One day also, business was unusually tight for my parents and they were struggling. My Mum had gone to put a crucial cheque in the safe deposit box in the car, with me in the car seat. When we pulled over and she picked the envelope up I shouted 'No Mummy no!Not good idea Mummy!' Or something like that.

The safe deposit box was set alight that night by some teenagers, all monies and cheques were lost. I think they eventually sorted it out, but it caused their business a lot of problems at the time. She said she'd ignored me as I was just a toddler at the time and she thought it was a random thing to say, but when she remembered I'd tried to stop her it sent shivers up her spine!

I was often left out of guessing sort of games at school as I always knew the answer to where the treasure was hidden or whatever and teachers thought I was a cheat.

I wish I knew a way to work out how to get that level of psychic back, but I just don't!

Earlier today my friend phoned me and said "guess what I brought today" I replied "um bongo um bongo"

She's a bit freaked out because that was exactly it. I'm not sure if I should tell her that the reason I knew she brought it was because I brought some today as well as the supermarket had loads in because its on offer and it took me back a fair to my younger years bit but weirdly we shop at different supermarkets in different towns.

I wonder if it's a child thing, I used to do it regularly, until about my early 20's. Completely freaked XH out one day, we were driving up to Scotland, just going through Cambridgeshire. I was asleep, and as we got to a bend in the road, I woke up, and told him to move into the other lane.

Went round the bend, and there was a van crashed int the back of a car. We'd have gone straight into it.

Should say DH went to university in my home town and I went to university in his. His girlfriend came from his hometown but he met her at uni. My boyfriend came from my hometown. My boyfriend met his girlfriend in London - where none of us grew up or went to uni! They got chatting about where they had each gone to uni

I was in hospital for ten days and on day one I had the same dream as the girl in the next bed. I dreamed that my baby was on a mahogany table, which had been polished and then it slid off down the back of a radiator, so not a common dream.

As the week went on we would write our dreams down and compare them at the Breakfast table, they were always the same. When I dreamed of my house she could describe it to me accurately.

DH and I on honeymoon in rural south- west France. Small town festival- food and dancing in town square in the evening. We were loving it all and having a dance when there was a tap on my shoulder and it was my boyfriend from university. I danced with him and saw DH dancing with a woman- who turned out to be his girlfriend from university and she was going out with my old boyfriend. Wierd. They did not know that they both knew us or that we were a couple. Just total coincidence. We ate together and had a great time.
They split up a few months later.

I was walking through Manchester city center and looked up at the high buildings to see a plane crash into one.
I knew it wasn't real but had to struggle not to run from the inevitable but non existent debris.
Twin towers happened the next day.
To be fair I used to have lots of premonitions when I was younger but not about world events.
They hardly ever happen now which is a relief.