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

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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. :)

I have two. Neither are massive.

1. When dd was little id lost one of the earrings from the pair Id got for my 18th, I dropped it on the floor in the kitchen and couldn't find it anywhere. A week later it appeared in the egg cup in the eye level cupboard!

Second one is probably less woo and more intuition.

My step dad was a lorry driver before he retired. Had been a lorry driver for many years. One windy day I got it in my head I needed to get hold of him and make sure he was okay. I rang him, no answer, rang my mom she said he was probably at the pub having stopped for a quick half on his way home (not in the lorry I might add she meant he'd left work and was on his way home in his car)
I mithered for about an hour saying I need to speak to him make sure he's okay. Mom then rang me to tell me the wind had picked his empty lorry up and put him upside down in a ditch-at about the time Id decided I needed to ring him.

In 2003 I missed a flight with a major European airline and the next flight was completely full but I was allowed to sit in the cock-pit jump seat for the whole flight. Wonderful experience.

When I told people I could see that they didn't really believe me because of the post 9/11 security arrangements, but it's 100% true. I don't tell anyone now.

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The peacock doesn't surprise me - probably they were pets. I used to live in Warwick and Warwick castle has peacocks, they regularly strut around town and sometimes even into shops etc! Funny birds, they make a weird noise like a cat. They're apparently very lazy and will always come back to where they are fed so there is not much reason to constrain them.

Oh. Not weird then :(

My mum used to be really into dowsing, where you "ask" a pendulum a question and whether it swings clockwise or anticlockwise is supposed to tell you the answer yes or no. She used to use it to find things, one time she lost her house keys, the pendulum kept telling her it was under the passenger seat in the car, but she couldn't find them anywhere. On a whim she tried a different tack and asked it if they were in the car park of the garden centre she'd been to. It said yes. She drove back to the garden centre and the keys were right on the parking space she'd been in, directly under where the passenger seat of the car would have been.

Oh sorry They are surreal though!

I started a degree this year after a few weeks the group of friends I had made decided to stay out for a drink one Friday . We invited another couple girls along too . One of them say it was her 30th birthday the following week did we want to come out to her birthday celebration .

When she said it I thought to myself "she's going to get engaged on her birthday"

The next week she came and and we were all saying happy birthday and one of the girls asked if she had had a good day so far and she said "yeah it's been a nice day , got engaged this morning"

I was

In my youth I worked in a police station where I shared the job of recording every crime in the district. A crime report landed on my desk stating that an electric bread knife had been stolen from a prisoner, he'd received it as a gift from his grandmother. When I looked at the bottom of the report to read the name of the complainant, it turned out to be one of the most notorious British serial killers. I won't name him because, seriously, I had to sign the Official Secrets Act! It was creepy enough to see his signature but, a knife!

2 weeks before the 2004 Tsunami, I dreamed of being in a tropical place, on the top floor of a multistorey hotel, and an enormous wave coming for us (no one believes me, & I haven't told many people!!)

Fascinating thread.

DS aged 4 or 5 saw a picture of the house that DM grew up in in Ireland, he picked it up and said "Thats' my house"

DM said "Well yes, it belongs to all the family, but your Uncle lives in it now" and DS said "No it's my house, I built it, I lived in it with you when you were a little girl and I was your Daddy", he pointed at certain windows and told her which was her and her sister's room and which was her brothers room, described the kitchen - using words like range instead of oven and press instead of cupboard.

DS has ASD so hadn't been speaking long and this was one of the most detailed conversations that he had ever had, he had never visited the house before either (it's in another country). I took him a couple of years back and wondered if he would say anything but he didn't

Dd insists sometimes that her name is Sally. We say 'no, your name is X' and she will say something like 'that's my new name. Sally is my grown up name'. She also mentioned dying in a fire a few times last year 'when I was a grown up'

Mind you, she also insists she has special powers so I have never taken a huge amount of notice.

My ds used to cry for his "other Mummy" when he was upset as a baby and toddler. He would say that he didn't want to die again and that he didn't like it last time. I remember when me, him and my dm stayed in a hotel one night, he was 2 years old and was inconsolable, asking why I had killed his other mummy and when could he see her again? My dm was horrified but I was just so sad that I couldn't take his hurt away. As he got older he told me his Mums name had been Amina, a name I had never heard of and I can't imagine he would have heard it anywhere. This is 12 years ago and he has gradually forgotten his "past life". There was so much detail from such a small child I have to believe it to be true.

Ds again, would tell me he didn't like the man that stood next to my bed at night. I told him to just ask him to go away. This seemed to work so every night he would tell the man to go.

Ds yet again, wouldn't go upstairs alone in my dm's house. One evening she had a dinner party and ds 5 at the time was sitting at the end of the table facing the staircase. He suddenly went very white and said "no girl, go away!" He was adamant there was a ghostly girl coming down the stairs. Dm was embarrassed in front of her guests so hastily explained that ds is erm rather special.

A couple of years ago dm and I went to view a house in rural France. We had to return the following day as it turned out. We were discussing what we had seen thus far that first evening and we both said that the house was ok but that we both loved the old cart that was under the lean-to.
When we went back the next day the cart was gone so we asked the elderly couple who owned the house where it was. They looked really confused then took us into an old overgrown orchard round the back. There was an old smashed up cart that had apparently been in an accident years before. There were nettles and brambles all grown through it but it was definitely the cart mum and I had seen the day before in one piece and under the cart shed!!
It was an eerie place and I'm convinced we somehow went back in time that afternoon.

My friend once said to me "I'm trying to remember the name of an author..." and before she could tell me anything else, like gender, type of book, anything, I just blurted out "Anais Nin" and it was right. We had never discussed her books, or read them before. The name just came into my head. Felt a bit odd!

I've always known the moment my pregnancies have been conceived. Not when they implanted, but at point-of-shag as it were.
Even when I've been using contraception and not trying, and wether or not the baby carries to term.

Nobody believes me. :(

Loving these. In fact this, and other MN threads/articles I've read have really made me reconsider my non-woo stance on past lives/reincarnation. It's a fascinating subject.

I believe you, uterus, I did with DS. Great name, btw!

Reading about the Peacock made me remember in the mid eighties I had a boyfriend whose parents lived in Wythenshawe, Manchester. We stayed with them once and I woke up at about half past six and looked out of the window and a Pelican was walking up the road with that sort of pigeon toed action they have. He (or she) was looking in the gateways and gardens and looked completely at home there. It wasn't a figment of my imagination as cars were slowly driving around it as if it was normal. I have had a fascination for Pelicans ever since

My grandmother died after a series of strokes over the course of several weeks. When the phone rang to tell us she had had the first stroke (a very minor one), I knew she was going to die. My mum thought I was just being dramatic, but I knew.

Later, she had a couple of further strokes and spent the last week of her life unconscious. We used to take turns to sit next to the bed and hold her hand. While doing this I started to feel like I was going to cry - I was looking at her thinking how much I loved her and couldn't bear the thought of having to let her go. I was almost starting to cry, but not quite. And just at that moment, she squeezed my hand. I'm convinced to this day that, despite being deeply unconscious, she knew I was upset and was trying to tell me that she was ok and didn't mind.

A friend's son (when aged 2-3) used to talk about how, before, he was a sportsman and had an accident under very unusual circumstances. It wasn't in this country and he described the scene in vivid detail.

After hearing this several times, and being certain he wasn't talking about anything he'd seen in beebies(!) my friend did some research and found a sportsman who died in exactly the same circumstances, exactly as he described and where he described. Weirdly, the description of this man's character really fit her ds also.

The peacock story has actually just made me remember something that nobody else witnessed, and nobody believes.

One afternoon, for about 3 hours, there was a massive bird on the roof of the house opposite us. It was just lying there, if I looked back it had moved along the roof, but I never saw it walk or fly, it was moving though. I had no idea what type it was, but it was brown, sort of reminded me of an emu, and I have since wondered if it was a peacock type bird.

I took a photo of it, but it just looked like a brown lump. I also drew it, and looked at it through binoculars. I looked back later, it had just gone.

DH actually laughed at me. (And at my drawing! ) But it was mahoosive. And it was there, I swear.

I believe you too Uterus as I knew straight after sex 4 times out of 5. Its only DS who I didn't know so Im assuming (have 3 DCs and 2 MC) that I can only tell if its girls.

I also think I will have another child even though both me nor DH want any more children and 3 is enough for us. Time will tell though I suppose.

The night before I foud out I was pregnant I dreamt (first and only time that has ever happened to me) that I was pregnant and had done a pregnancy test: the test came up positive in my dream with two pink lines. Next day I tested in real life and it was positive. Didn't think anything too much about it until I had twin girls and then realised that pregnancy tests come up with blue lines...not pink lines.