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

[SoleSource]

I have two. I told a friend totally out of the blue that Michael Jackson would be dead six weeks from now, he was. I pointed at the screen and told a friend whilst watching Loose Women that Linda Bellingham would die soon of cancer.
I dunno why i felt compelled to say those things but i felt i needed to.

No criticising, hairsplitting or arguing pleae.

Be brave and tell. :)

[PinkSlipperQueen]

Ive had a few woo moments too.

A recent one was I was at my mums house with my ds waiting for my other ds to finish school, we were sat in the living room, ds was playing and I was watching tv. I saw a plastic wallet filled with cards etc on the mantle and bein nosey started looking through it, i then realised that it contained only cards sent to my mum when my grandad died the year before. I read a few of the cards and also the leaflet you get handed at funerals was in the wallet with his photo on etc. I look out her French doors and a little robin kept flying on her garden table and away then back again over and over. It was like it was trying to get my attention or somthing. The next morning i had a call from my mum who said that my nan (grandads wife) had died that morning.

When I was about 9 my family were on our way to a park or somewhere similar. We all got in the car and i had this voice come into my head saying that i had to wear my seat belt because the car was going to crash. My dad drove straight into the back of another car 20 mins later.

When I was 11 I had a dream that my parents divorced and my dad went to live in a big stately home type house. The next day my mun had a call to say my aunt and uncle were divorcing. The odd thing is though is that my parents divorced last year (im 30 now btw) and my dad has bought a flat in a big converted stately type home.

[Mummybear8]

KatieNix something similar happened to me. More than one or two things but the icing on the cake was a few months after we moved into our new build house. Daughter at the time was around 2. I was home alone with her and bathing her at night time, popped out the bathroom to get a towel from the airing cupboard next door and when I came back in (10 seconds later) she had coiled the shower pipe around her neck. I instantly got it off her and asked what on earth she was doing and she replied "I'm being the man mummy". I was shit scared a bit frightened but thought nothing more of it.

A few weeks later I was talking to a neighbour across the road. Being fairly new to the area, he was telling me who lived where in the close, who had kids similar age etc.
Then he pointed at a house at the other end of the close and told me about the sad story of the man who took his own life.

By hanging himself on a tree in his back garden.

I nearly wee'd with the fright!

[SoleBizzz]

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[LaContessaDiPlump]

My mother used to find it a bit spooky that we'd occasionally try to call each other at the same time (to the extent of getting a busy line) for no reason other than to have a chat!

I have occasionally had dreams about very brief moments in the future; the moments occur in due course and are exactly as dreamt. They are rarely anything interesting or worth predicting but it throws me a bit

I have two properly 'spooky' ones. The first is that I called my aunt in the morning, after having spent most of the weekend at my mother's bedside watching her slowly die. I didn't get an answer so left a message saying that I guessed she hadn't died yet since I hadn't heard from aunt but that hopefully it would be today. Turns out aunt didn't answer phone because mum had died about 5 minutes previously while aunt had popped out for a fag uncanny timing from both of us!

Here is the one that bothers me - never told anyone. I had had a brother, who died when we were small (I was a few years older). I had a sister after him but it wasn't the same, and I wanted a brother. I used to go up onto the roof of our house every night aged 13 (we lived in a hot country with a flat roof) and overdramatically wish on the evening star for a brother who would be called Geoffrey (heaven knows why). No brither appeared. Years later, after mum's death, Dad sadly told me about the abortion he'd had to arrange for her at around that time - she'd threatened to kill herself if he didn't (illegal in that country so she couldn't arrange her own) as she was scared the baby would have SN like my brother had had and she couldn't cope with that again. Dad said that he asked the nurses afterwards and they said it had been a boy

It's probably just a coincidence, but.....

[Simmi1]

Wow this thread is fascinating.
So I have a birthday that runs in my family - it's my birthday, my DD1's birthday, my mum's sister's birthday and my dad's dad. When I was pregnant with DD1 her due date was 2 days after my birthday but my mum said she'd be born 2 days early and at 5am on my birthday I went into labour. She was born that afternoon.

I also keep seeing the same double digit number everywhere which is the date of my birthday.

I saw a psychic 5 yrs ago who told me that my ex would contact me on that date (my bday) she knew the exact date. He did just to say happy birthday. She said that I had been to st Lucia with my ex - I had and that's when I decided the relationship was over. She accurately predicted when I would meet my husband, his age, occupation etc. She gave specific details of our wedding which ended up being right. I saw her a few more times and she was spookily accurate about many of things but then became less accurate over time.

I've been to other psychics but no one has come close to her accuracy.

[onemorecupofcoffeefortheroad]

Yes I agree GETTINGLIKEMYMOTHER - I think telepathy could be scientifically explained. So often I will be thinking something and my DW will start talking about the exact same thing I'm thinking about. We're both women and very close but it happens so frequently and can be about total random things. I'm sure it's telepathy.

[GETTINGLIKEMYMOTHER]

3 things.
Dd was pushing a very little cousin on a swing, when she started talking very matter-of-factly about her daddy being very ANGRY! and the house burning down. Since the little one's daddy is an extremely easygoing type dd couldn't understand the ANGRY! bit and said 'I don't think your daddy's ever angry, is he?'
'Oh, not THAT daddy,' she said, quite matter of fact. 'I mean my OTHER daddy, before.'

When I was about 12 my mother woke up one morning convinced that her sister thousands of miles away had had a baby. We all pooh poohed it - she'd surely have let us know she was pregnant?
But my mother was convinced and quite specific. She had woken at 6.30, looked at the clock and gone back to sleep until the alarm went at 7. In that time she'd had this very vivid dream about her sister - should add that they weren't even very close.

Anyway, we forgot all about it - until about 3 weeks later (this was long before email and when people didn't make long distance calls except in dire emergencies) when a baby announcement card arrived, with time and date. When we worked out the time difference, the baby had been born during that exact half hour when my mother had her dream. My aunt hadn't told us she was pregnant because she'd had two miscarriages before.

My mother was a hyper-sensitive type - which could make her difficult at times, very quick to get upset or take offence etc., - and I knew of at least one other incident where she knew exact details of a family member's distress thousands of miles away. In that case it was me, and she wrote to me (again, long before anything like email) terribly worried because she'd had a dream - and in the letter she gave exact details of what I had been planning to do. The letter in itself was very unusual - she never wrote, my father did.
Again, the date of the letter showed that she'd had the dream on the same night I'd been so terribly upset.
To be frank, although I knew she had 'form', it really spooked me and I never told her she'd been spot on.

It rather amuses me when people say they'd never believe in telepathy unless it was proved under lab conditions. Well, I know 100% that it exists, but in my mother's case it only happened a very few times that I know of, and only at times of great stress/distress in someone else. So I doubt she'd ever have been able to do it under lab conditions.

People often say, Oh, it must have been coincidence, but these were far too accurate to be that. Or they say, Oh, it's easy to 'know' after the event, but in these rare cases she always 'knew' , and said so, before she could possibly have known, IYSWIM.
In fact I don't think it's really so inexplicable, when you think how incredibly complex the human brain is. You can buy a very cheap and relatively simple radio that will pick up invisible waves - I think some people's brains can pick up thought waves, and I expect one day we'll understand how it works.

[Xenadog]

I think I have got not so much a guardian angel but rather a vengeful angel. Throughout my life whenever people have done something to upset me bad things happen to them which are in proportion to the amount of upset they caused me.

The girl who bullied me mercilessly when I was 8 for a whole school year was then run over and dragged down the road by a car which left her with terrible scarring. She missed a lot of school and never troubled me again.

Someone whom I used to work with many years ago was unpleasant to me and I remember saying to myself, "It serves you right if you have a car accident" and then he did and was in hospital for weeks.

ExDp was late going to work one day as he got an estate agent out to value our house ready to sell. He did this without telling me. That night he was late home from work. He explained that instead of car sharing (as usual) he had to drive by himself to work and whilst going along a busy A road the car's engine fell out! He was lucky not to have been injured, but (more importantly for him) the car couldn't be repaired and cost his a fortune.

Another ex was going to lie about falling off his bike and being injured so as not to come to a christening of my friend's that we were invited to. Well he fell off his bike and injured both elbows (as he was going to say) so decided it was probably safer to come along.

I've got at least another 3 of these stories to share. Not sure if it's coincidence or karma or what but I feel confident that if someone hurts me (undeservingly) then they will pay the price at a later date.

[rosesarered9]

My aunt lives in Norway and every month she would fly to Ireland to school. She is scared of flying and often drank some wine on the plane to help with the fear. One time, she decided to test her bravery and not drink alcohol. A week later, she found out that she was 3 weeks pregnant. woo

[Dizzybintess]

In university in treforest on a boring Sunday evening me and my housemate Dave were watching x files and I was chugging a bottle of lambrini.
We had a knock on the door and Neil Jenkins the Welsh rugby player is on the doorstep with another player. They are shitfaced and because we had a disco lamp on the windowsill they thought we were having a party so wanted to come in. I didn't have any clue who they were but Dave let them in open mouthed. They used our loo and had a glass of lambrini before sauntering off into the night. We didn't think to take a photo and our other 2 housemates refused to believe us.

My second story is that my mum and dad had a really nice paving slab driveway. One day while I was away as a teen, some travellers asked my dad if he wanted his drive tarmacced for a grand. My dad said no. My mum reiterated that it was a no. The next morning my rents collected me from the airport and I needed to get straight to trampolining so my mum pulled up next to the kerb. I said to them.... Are u having the drive done? My mum said no why? We got out of the car and were horrified to discover the travellers had been and nicked our entire driveway!!!!
They came back while we were in the police station and left a card with the neighbour showing their costs for tarmaccing!!! Cheeky fuckers!

[KatieNix]

I have been reading this thread for hours in the hope that someone else has posted something similar to mine but there's nothing really.

We live in a Victorian conversion, moved here in 2005. I still don't believe in ghosts but I wouldn't deride anyone who did and this is why. My DS was born in 2009. One day, when he would have been around a year or maybe slightly less, I came into the hall. He was standing in his walker, looking very serious. He was looking upstairs (I couldn't see up the stairs from that angle) and doing that little fat-starfish-open-and-closed-hands baby wave. Of course, there was no-one there. It was weird but sort of cute and didn't seem terribly important.

He got older and started walking and he was preoccupied by the hallway. He wanted the door kept closed, and one day he wedged his cosy coupé against it. Sometimes he would come into our room at night, and I would be woken by the bedroom door opening. He would close it silently, and get in beside us. He wouldn't speak or make a fuss.He barely spoke at all until he was about three (turned out he has one bad ear) just twenty or so words, and then one day he pointed at the hallway door and said "naughty lady" He would run like hell past this spot and was obsessed with the door being closed for months.

It reached a head one day just before Christmas. He was nearly three and we were going out. It was winter and I was lacing his boots. I was kneeling at his feet and lifted my head to look at him. He was staring over my shoulder, his eyes were huge and his mouth was trembling. I had the horrible cold flush of blood sensation and I just couldn't turn round. I wanted to, I knew there was nothing there but I knew he was seeing something. I said, as if I were exasperated, oh don't tell me, is it that naughty lady? and his eyes got even wider and he nodded. I opened the front door and we went out and stayed out ALL day.

I spoke about it to a couple of people but always had the funny feeling I shouldn't. One morning I came downstairs and there was a very strong smell of carbolic soap, which is not something we use. I felt sick and then I just got really fed up. It was weird, and creepy and I remember thinking "look, bugger off can't you. If you want something hurry up and tell me."

We were getting quite nervy, even my DH admitted it was odd, then suddenly, it just stopped. DS started to speak very soon after that, properly, and when I asked - tentatively -he seemed not to remember.

My DD, born later that year, has never mentioned it. So who knows. I wonder sometimes, but still don't like to say anything out loud.

I wonder if anyone else's DC have experienced similar?

[Iloveowls2]

My son told us when he was born the Dr came and got him but hurt his nose. He was born by EMCS and came out with a big scratch on his nose.

[Flumpsnlumpsnstuff]

Sorry wrong thread

[Flumpsnlumpsnstuff]

I finally got through the to the radio quiz. And was whizzing through the questions when a Lorry drove into the side of my car ! I just panicked and kept saying "pass" until the nice Lorry driver said "umm don't know quite what's happening but she'll have to call you back " and pressed disconnect on the steering wheel.
I didn't win

*i was pulled over and on hands free btw

[Looly71]

I went to a medium only once. I don't like them and am actually a little bit scared of anything woo.

Anyway she told me intimate details of my DH mum's terminal illness -she had died about 5 years before I met him and we had only just started going out at this time. He hadn't told me a thing about her and still doesn't like talking about it even 25yrs later as it was quite quick and traumatic. When I told him some of the details he asked me to stop as I was scaring him.

Also she described house that we would live in - about three years before we bought it. When we went to view I knew instantly it was the one. Quite unusual house for our area with 'confusing' layout inside but she was spot on in terms of colours in rooms etc.

Might go again now the thought is in my mind.

[Flibjibbet]

CatThiefkeith yay I'm so glad! I lived in Essex growing up and once had a dream that the dolphin in Romford had real dolphins

[CatThiefkeith]

Flibjibbet Thats it! Wow, thank you very much. Am going to send this to all the doubting Thomas's that have accused me of making it up over the years!

[Flibjibbet]

catthiefkeith The date and place match up to your story, could this be it?

Few stories of my own, similar to these on here:

1st - I was reading one of the posts on here about someone being able to tell who was calling.. I thought to myself that's pretty cool I'd like to do that, then (no idea how else to describe it) it popped in my head about my Grandma calling. The second after I thought it the phone started ringing and it was her, she didn't even mean to call me!

2nd - I knew from the moment I conceived and said to my now DH 'I'm going to be pregnant', also text my best friend the morning after and said the same to her. Fast forward to the week I was due on and I was feeling really unusual, told my mum it would be a really painful one but I didn't believe myself. The day before I announced to DH that I wouldn't be coming on tomorrow and I was right. I knew it was a boy, I had a horrible feeling he wouldn't be a perfectly healthy little boy (not huge problems but more than most parents deal with). He's named after my Grandpa so it's nice to imagine he's looking after him (even though I don't believe in all that). He's occasionally as a baby stared at 'someone' and played with them, also called me the nickname my Grandpa gave me despite him never hearing it previously.

3rd - always used to get deja vu and often had the same dreams as my mum. Even now we have spookily similar dreams, I have crazy dreams that I remember each morning. Usually if there's something big coming up and I haven't had a worrying dream about it, it will mean the big thing isn't going to happen or I won't be there for it.

4th - A few times I've thought something along the lines of 'It would be good if I had a premium bond win through' only to get home and find exactly that on the doormat.

5th - I've currently got (and had for about a while) that I'm going to take a phonecall that one of DH's family members have passed away and that I'll be the one to break the news. A few weeks ago I saw M-I-L calling just as we got into bed and got the gut feeling she was calling to say her mum had passed, but it was something really completely stupid which then made me really cross!

[parmalilac]

I was living in another country, and one evening went to a cinema which was underneath an office complex. A fire started, and it turned out that the only fire exit was locked, and the staff had all run away ... me and boyfriend and a few others fumbled our way to the projection room, stuffing coats round the door cracks against the smoke, and lay on the floor until the fire brigade came. No action was ever taken against the cinema or its staff. Couldn't go to a cinema for years after that!

[oldsilver]

For catthiefkeith and others - proof of dolphin shows in swimming baths www.flickr.com/photos/brizzlebornandbred/8397211855

[onemorecupofcoffeefortheroad]

When my sister was dying we were given a book called Waterbugs and Dragonflies to explain death to her two young children - the idea being that the Waterbug morphs into the dragonfly but then flies off from the water pond and cannot return to inhabit its old world. In the story the waterbugs wonder where their pals keep going and all agree that the next one who disappears will come back and tell the others where they've gone - but of course when this happens the next Waterbug to go becomes a dragonfly and can't return to the pond to do this as it cannot inhabit the pond world.
Her close friend and colleague was reading the book to me in her hospital room as she died.
On the day of her funeral a coach had been laid on for her work colleagues from her place of work - this same colleague who had read me the story saw a dragonfly fly onto the coach - the doors shut and the dragonfly flew around the coach throughout the journey to her funeral. He told the others on the coach the story and by the time they all arrived at the church everyone was convinced that it was the embodiment of my sister.
A year or so later I'd had my second child and was struggling a bit with two young children - it was a warm day and the kitchen door was open - a dragonfly flew in the door and landed on my hand - it had enormous dark eyes and we stared at each other for ages. It wouldn't fly away - just kept staring at me - even now 15 years later I can still recall these two big eyes looking at me as if it was trying to tell me something. I like to think it was her returning to tell me she was still with me.

[Exhaustedmumoftwo]

My mum has weird dreams that come true, she once dreamt that my dad was going to have an accident at work and lose his job. She made him move jobs. He had the accident there.

She dreamt I had a man on top of me and would soon be pregnant (I hid it for 5 months as was a teenager)

When I had my baby blues while my baby was in special care the nurse asked if I had had any weird dreams. I said I had dreamt my baby was born without 2 fingers and I had to give birth to them and sew them on. She then told me that her child had been born without 2 fingers I was mortified.

We went to register my son as we were leaving my sons father walked back in to ask a question... As we got in the car we saw a motorbike hit by a car. 30 seconds earlier and it would have been us.

[validusername]

When I was 12 our landline started ringing at about midnight. I don't know why I was awake but whilst the phone was ringing I knew straight away it was because my Gran had passed away. She was still quite young (53) and it was an unexpected, sudden death.

[Janey50]

Back in 2002,I had a dream that a newspaper headline said Princess Margaret had died. 3 days later the newspaper said exactly that. More recently,I went to W.H. Smith with the intention of going upstairs to the book department. As I approached the shop,I thought to myself 'good job their lift is never out of order as I wouldn't fancy having to climb the 50-odd stairs (I have arthritis in my knees). Lo and behold,for the first time I can ever recall,the lift had an 'out of order sign' on it. Weird.

[VilootShesCute]

Was told by my mother that as a toddler I used to see a man in the top bedroom of our old house and would tell her about this man a lot. A friend of mum's saw a lady in the window of same bedroom whilst driving past one day, nobody was in at that moment. I refused to sleep up there as a child as I was terrified. Brother didn't have a problem with it apparently.

Knew a split second before the phone rang that my mother was calling me to tell me something awful.

I think women are more perspective than men when it comes to this kinda stuff.