I've got a few incidents but nothing major.
Apparently when I was a baby, I would wave, babble & smile at something in my parents' bedroom. They were pretty convinced I could see something - I looked like I was focusing on a specific object, occasionally it mived around the room but mostly it was in one corner of the room. I didn't do it in any other rooms of the house, or anywhere else. The house had, some years before they bought it, been subject to a fire, & a man had burnt to death in that room. (Glad I never knew that while I lived there!)
When I was little, I used to get really strong bad feelings occasionally. Often something scary would happen shortly after. The worst was when I was about 4 or 5, we were driving along in the dark on an unlit, winding country road, in the hilltops. On one side of the road was a steep hillside falling away about 200-300ft, protected only by a wooden fence. For some reason, this bit of road has a significant adverse camber, so the road slopes away down the hill, it's an accident nightmare TBH.
Anyway, my dad was driving & we were just about to go round the corner of the hill & I felt terrified, like a cold dead fear had hold of me. I just started screaming. My dad stopped about 10m short of the corner in the road (blind corner) & my parents looked at me to ask what's wrong, I couldn't explain it. My mother slapped my leg and literally just as she slapped me again a car rocketed around the bend on the wrong side, barely missing our front bumper (I think it's the only time I ever heard my dad swear). My mother's head shot round & my dad just quietly said "he'd have had us off the road". We drove home in silence & my sister & I we were sent straight to bed. I still remember the blazing argument they had when they thought we were asleep. My mother denies it happened, now, but my dad remembers.
There were 2 major car accidents on my road when I was a child - the road had a nasty turn that was known for being a bit of a black spot. Both nights I'd been unable to sleep - usually I would read until sleepy, lay down & I'd be out. I found out much later that what was my room had been subject to an almost identical accident many years earlier which took out a good part of the house, including knocking down my entire bedroom (2nd storey) & the house had to be rebuilt.
I had a dreadful dream one night when I was in my early teens. Dark swirling, unidentifiable things floating all around me, panic & felt like my chest was afire, I couldn't breathe. Hands coming from the dark, grabbing at me & pulling me down. The next day people were talking about the ferry Estonia that had apparently sunk with over 800 people lost.
Regularly throughout my teens I'd have a few hours, or occasionally a couple of days of feeling really unsettled about something, sometimes it was really vague but sometimes I'd get dreams, weird phobia-like fears etc. Often followed by something horrible - a death, some particularly hideous thing on the news, etc. It stopped happening when my depression lifted in my early 20s.