Ive got a few woo bits, im pretty sure ive posted a couple in some previous paranormal threads which ill go dig out and copy/paste as they're long, but I dont think ive ever posted about premonitions.
My mother had very strange, very specific and very provable premonitions.
3 of which I remember really well.
1 - I was a kid and we were driving to a NYE party along a dual carriageway. Mum swerved the car almost off the road as if avoiding something. She said a car had come down off the bridge above and she saw it land upside down on its roof and all the windows blowing out. I remember spinning back round to look and there was nothing there. She had said about it at the party and some people had checked local news on the TV to see if anything had been reported but nothing. No sign of it on the way home either.
A few days later we were driving the same piece of road and there was a traffic jam before the bridge. Everything was at a halt. Mum stopped car and got out to see what was going on. She had been gone for 10 minutes or so and I was worried so got out to walk down and find her, I did, she was bent over puking on the verge at the side of the road. Ahead was an upside down car below the bridge with its windows blown out, everyone dead and some blood on the road. A lorry driver had told her that it had been speeding, clipped the central reservation and flipped up in the air. It hadn't come down from the bridge but she had seen it coming down to land after the flip so assumed it had come off the bridge.
2 - I was in my early 20s and living near London. My parents had moved to France at this point. I was planning to go up to Newcastle for a short city break and was finishing early to get the train. Phone calls from mother. Several of them. Are you getting on a train? Dont get on the train. Promise me you wont get on a train. OK mother. Few minutes later rings back - just to remind you DO NOT GET ON A TRAIN. She had freaked me out and I decided i'd just suck it up and drive.
The train I was due to get on was the 5.30 from kings X on 16th June 1998.
The Sandy derailment train.
3 - This is the worst.
In the week leading up to the Zebrugge ferry disaster, mum kept telling me and my dad about these "visions" she was having. Said it was black and white and silent, and she felt like she was losing signal and her signal was being replaced by these strips of black and white film that she was watching without being there. Said that she was watching people panicking, and there was lots of water, and in some parts everything was upside down. She could see people screaming and struggling to escape and that she had seen them drown and there were floating chairs and bags and just screaming and panic.
There was a particular woman she kept referencing, she said the woman had cherry bobble bands in her hair (those old hairbands that had red plastic cherry bobbles on) she kept saying "im watching her drown" "I can see everything and I cant help and I cant make it stop"
My dad and I were weirded out. She had been saying it for a week. We sort of put it down to maybe tiredness or nightmares or that she was a bit woo and downplayed it.
Then the zebrugge disaster happened and was on the news and she flipped out, like crazy. Kept saying ive seen this ive watched this ive seen these people, this is what ive been seeing, ive been telling you about this, ive watched these people drowning, but she hadn't quite fully lost it at this point, was just agitated and a bit I told you so at my and dad.
There were some passenger pictures put up about people who were on the ferry, I cant remember if this was the same night or after, but there was a woman on the tv who had drowned and was pictured with the cherry bobbles in her hair. Mum just started screaming and crying saying cherry bobbles! I watched her die, I could pick her out of the dead. Dad couldn't calm her down so called out the GP who eventually sedated her but she spent a few days after that really distraught and just saying "I could pick her out of the dead" for ages. It was so unnerving because she'd been referencing and describing that exact woman and her fate for a week.
Ive had a premonition once, but nothing even vaguely tragic.
I was walking up the stairs to my flat which I shared with best mate/flatmate some 15 years ago. It was a top floor flat in a block in Edinburgh and not the most salubrious.
I usually got out of breath walking up the stairs but this evening I had sort of entered the front door of the building and made my way up to the flat door seemingly effortlessly and a bit dreamlike state almost as id been reading new graffiti that had been sprayed in black paint all the way up the stairwell to the flat opposites front door.
It said drug dealer lives here --> get your drugs here > (name of neighbour opposite) is drug dealing scum -> police this way to the dealers house ----> etc.
I got in and mate was home so I said, have you seen all that graffiti? Neighbour isnt going to be pleased!
She was like "what?"
I said (sort of taking the p out of her) the unmissable black spray painted graffiti N, keep youre eyes open 😆
She gave me the side eye and said she was going to go look. Got back into the flat, called me a tw*t and said thanks for making me walk up and down the stairs you arse. There's NOTHING THERE.
I was baffled because id read it all. Poked my head out of the door and she was right, nothing there, went down a few flights to check, and nothing.
Thought "weird", had the rest of the evening and went to bed.
Next morning mate is banging on my bedroom door, I get up and she says "are you having a laugh?" nope. what? she says that she left the flat to go to work this morning and the stairwell is covered in black graffiti. the exact same slogans that id told her id read. It had appeared overnight. She thought id gone out and done it in the middle of the night to prove I was right. Although conceded that this was only a half thought as I wouldn't be so stupid. (correct)
I have definitely had a premonition about graffiti.
sorry for the lack of punctuation etc in that, it was quickly typed!