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. :)

Well, you did ask.

I have several.
2 main ones stick out:

• when I was tiny, my gm phoned my gf to collect her from work and go to their dd (my mum)'s house as I was ill. She walked in the door as I was turning blue and choking on my tongue from a seizure. She took me off my dm and pulled my tongue out of my throat.

• when I was pregnant with dd, I refused all tests. We had tried for 7 years and been told we were infertile. The night I conceived I knew I had. I knew it would be a girl and that she had something untestable. I thought it would be a facial mark, I dreamt every single night of a little girl with something over her head/face. Dd failed her newborn hearing test and is profoundly Deaf.

I have a few fairly tame ones, but special memories to me.

My mum certainly has the maternal instinct thing. Once when I was in my early teens and staying over at a friends (which i did frequently) I suddenly became sick in the night. I was too embarrassed to wake my friend or her family so kept slipping out to the toilet from about 2am, knowing that my mum wasn't due to collect me until 9am. At 7am, there was a knocking at the front door and there was my mum. She had been up all night knowing I was sick but worked out that 7am was the earliest she could come and get me. She hadn't wanted to call the house phone so sat outside from 6am until she saw curtains open. Throughout uni and in adult life she has seemed to manage to know when I am poorly.

A little while ago, when driving back from a long trip away with my DH I noticed a car broken down on the side of the road. It was late, dark and freezing cold on a busy motorway and there was a couple huddled together on the hard shoulder. Having been together for several years, having made lots of road trips together, and seen lots of broken down cars, I suddenly said out loud "that's one experience we haven't been through together" my DH shushed me, so as not to tempt fate, but literally just a minute or two later, we heard an ominous bang and the tyre pressure gauge came on. We had a puncture and my DH had to steer us onto the side. He was not amused.

Finally, when I recently discovered I was pregnant and preparing to tell my grandparents, I dreamt we had a big family party in a massive mansion. My favourite grandad, a big softy who loves babies-and me, was there who died years ago. We all had a great time and the morning after everyone was upstairs getting showered and dressed inc my nan. I led my grandad to a couch and told him the news I was pregnant. He said he was delighted and gave me a massive hug, but that now I had to go and tell my nan straightaway because she would be delighted too and he didn't want to be the only one to know. It felt so special and comforting that I was able to have that special moment with him, and my nan was so overwhelmed to hear the story.

Sabrinnnnnnnna I've had those thoughts ever since I was little! I remember long conversations with mum and dad as to how the farm could be made self-sustainable (some of dad's 1940s/50s childhood was pre-electricity, so I reckon they could do it!)

I woke up one morning and told my mum that her mum had died. She checked on her because I was insistent that she needed to. She had died.

I dreamt that my nephew was born. We didn't know he was a boy and he wasn't due for another 6 weeks and there was no sign of prem labour. I told my mum that my sister had had a little boy and two minutes later we got the phone call.

Lots of dreams like that. Sadly, I dreamt about some pets dying and woke up to them dead as well. None of the deaths were expected.

I also met the Pope in Asda! Well, actually it was the Lord Mayor but when I met my now DH I told him how I had met the Pope in Asda that day and I have never lived that down.

I've had lots but here are two that stick in my mind

I set off in my car aged about 19 for uni - London to Brighton so involving a motorway drive, there was very bad weather forecast and my mum said she had a bad feeling about it - so she said a little request to my 'guardian angel' please look after waterrat.

At the same time she was doing that, my car broke down in dark and the pouring rain on a bit of the journey through a heavily wooded area - I called the AA and they said they would be an hour, I was worried as I know it's dangerous to be in a parked car at the side of a busy road. A minute later another car pulled up behind me and a woman got out into the rain, came over and said 'i couldnt let you wait here alone Ill wait with you (how unlikely is that?) , then she said ' oh I used to have this exact car, there's a little trick I used when it stopped - she pumped her foot up and down on the clutch and the car started.

She got back in her car and said, Ill follow you all the way to brighton so that if you break down again nobody will crash into you.

I know it could just be a nice lady, but it seemed ludicrously lucky the whole thing!

We bought our house 20+ years ago from a really nice family. As well as the property being right for us (size,location etc) it felt like a happy family home. Sale really straightforward, they left us wine and a 'New Home' card and had even cleaned the top of the kitchen cupboards

Fast forward many years and I was cleaning our bedroom but got stuck behind a chest of drawers I'd moved! I called to DH but he was downstairs, so had to keep really yelling his name. I was facing the door and saw a fleeting glimpse on the landing of a man that I recognised as the previous owner. Tragically he had killed himself v publicly in the intervening years - but I couldn't think why I should think I'd 'seen' him. A few days later I remembered he and DH shared the same first name, which I'd been shouting loudly and repeatedly. I'd like to think that he was returning to somewhere he'd been happy and was trying to help!

Several times in the next few months the light/fan in the bathroom was on when I came home although I knew I'd switched it off before I went to work. It burnt out much sooner than any other one we've had - I actually had a little word with him out loud about that!

I will stop now as I'm sounding unhinged, except to say that left-handed DD was another one with an imaginary twin sister/playmate from when she could talk until she was about 6. Never thought anything about it until the Health Visitor mentioned about lefties often being remaining twins (maybe she'd heard about the research mentioned by a PP).

I have quite a few but here's a couple
Myself and dh ( we weren't married at the time) went on holiday to Lanzarote.I woke up one night having had quite a disturbing dream about a young woman being murdered on a park in front of a young boy.Two days later i happened to spot the front of a newspaper in the local shop and saw the headlines about Rachel Nickell.The details in the article were identical to those in my dream.
Last christmas eve my dd was in bed asleep so myself and dd decided to go upstairs to hang her stocking up.I went into her room and made sure she was still asleep.She was so dh passed me the stocking as i turned back towards her bed (would have been seconds)there was a figure sitting up at the end of the bed i thought it was dd so darted out of her room i left it a minute or two and went back in to find dd fast asleep in the same position as she was when i first went in.I have seen the figure of a young girl in the past so could have been her.

When DD was a child she went to a sporting event with school, she came out with a girl who looked almost identical to her, they were both laughing and DD introduced her as 'Carolina Marie Parker', exactly the same name as DD (not DD's real name I add) We commented to her Dad that it was perhaps a good job they went to different schools.

Fast forward to September and DD started college. On her first day she was confused to be sent to a subject she wasn't studying, there she came face to face with 'Carolina Marie Parker'. After some amusement staff decided to tell them apart by birth month, except they were born 3 days apart in October. They have now gone for Blonde Carol (her) and Red Carol (DD) after hair colour. DD hasn't the heart to tell staff she's a natural blonde and in the process of lightning back to her natural colour because when she does go back to it they look like twins :D

Last one. I became friends with someone on a forum a few years ago, our usernames gave nothing away about our real names.
It transpired we had exactly the same first, middle and last names, our DD's shared the same first name and our dogs had the same name.

Amused, we became Facebook friends where we discovered that she was best friends with DH's cousin (who lives a few hundred miles away). Couldn't believe cousin had never mentioned her mate who shared my (not that common) name

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I'm not sure about the twin thing. If it was true then surely all or most identical twins would be mirror images of each other which isn't the case. Certainly the heart, stomach, liver etc aren't reversed to their normal position. I don't know if most/all identical twin pairs are one each left and right handed but I don't think so, I've never heard it before. I think it's a musing that sounds plausible enough that it filters into being told as fact but it's not really based in fact at all.

TO be fair, people do seem to believe me when I tell them this, but it still kind of amazes me.
My 2 yr old told me I was pregnant before I knew. I did a test and it came up positive. He then insisted it was a girl and kept on insisting, and both DH and I thought so too. 20 week scan seems to agree with his diagnosis. He keeps telling me he knows the baby already and calling her 'my baby', but he is a very affectionate little chap so it might not mean anything.

I am personally, quietly convinced that this baby is the same soul that I MCd a few months before I got pg this time. I think she just knew the timing was wrong and we weren't ready, so she gave it a few months then tried again. I doubt I'll ever be able to know one way or another, but I'm quietly convinced all the same.

This thread and the twins thing has made me wonder if anyone is born "reversed"?

When I was 18 I was driving on a country road, skidded on black ice and lost control, the car flipped several times and landed upside down in a ditch.

It was very bad, I managed to wriggle out from under the steating wheel and I didn't feel injured, but the doors were so warped that I couldn't even crawl through the widow (all of the side windows has shattered) my only option was to kick out the windscreen, which took a really long time.

After I got out of the car I walked a few feet away and took a photo of what was left of the mangled car.

I called my parents and by the time I had explained what had happened a couple of cars had stopped and someone had called the police.
No one that stopped could believe I was the driver of the car and had walked away with only a few cuts and bruises.

When the police and an ambulance arrived they didn't believe that I was the driver and thought I was lying to cover up for a drunk driver who had run away, they said they had never seen anyone walk away from an accident that bad. Apparently the roof was squashed in so far that it had broken the headrests on the seats.

In my teens I was a competitive swimmer, I was quite good and every dedicated.
I had 'retired' from competitive swimming a few months before the accident, the police, paramedics and doctors said the only reason I survived the accident was because of my strong neck and back muscles from swimming, any normal person would have died from a broken neck, but I only had whiplash and a bit of muscle ache.

Why I show people photos of the cat no one can believe I survived it or how bad it was, they think I am exhagarating.

for all of you with sad stories

I did a year out in a very big country where I knew not a soul beforehand. Lived on East coast for 6 months then west coast for 6 (3000 miles apart). Before I went I found a room to rent in a house where I shared with a couple. I just found it through Craigslist. Never met them til the day I arrived. They were nice enough and it wasn't a lasting friendship or anything but we became friends on Facebook.

Fast forward 6 months, traveled to west coast, walked into a store and got a job. Everybody there lovely and a few colleagues became fb friends. One day my manager asked me curiously how I knew Miss east coast housemate. He'd looked at my profile on accepting my fb request and noticed she was a common friend. Turned out he'd dated her when they'd both lived in a city in the middle of the country (1500 miles from both coasts).

About the beginning of September last year I was sat on the sofa (alone, no one else in the house) early evening watching TV. Opposite our sofa is a fireplace.

I turned to look at the fireplace briefly...something started to form to the left side of the fireplace. I kept looking. Within seconds, a one dimensional figure appeared. It was about 4ft high, with a very large head and very short arms. It had no face, completely black like a shadow. I felt that it was looking at me. After a few seconds the figure disappeared.

This was all in daylight and I hadn't been drinking or taking anything !!

I wasn't scared at all at the time, but have freaked myself out a bit since, reading what it might have been.

Closest things I can find is 'shadow person'or alien travelling from a different dimension in a way we don't know about (!)

Sounds bonkers & I NEVER believed in any alien stuff before this happened, but I really did see this creature/thing that night

sistersofpercy really amazing about your dd and her doppelgänger.

Buttercup that is so touching. Big lump in the throat here.

Mine is pretty rubbish but here you go...

We moved into a Victorian property earlier this year and from the start, I could hear footsteps but passed it off as old building noises. There wasn't a bad feeling from the place and I'm not mega woo, so wasn't bothered.
I would come home and doors that were closed were open and vice versa. Checked with DP, not him. But as we were getting used to living there, it was all perfectly explainable.
Then about 3 weeks after moving in, I woke up in the middle of the night - baby DS was fast asleep - and heard a child's voice as clear as day 'Can you hear me..now?'.
I got a bit freaked but convinced myself I was being silly. Went back to sleep.
Next day, in the afternoon, playing with the baby, I hear the voice again. ' Can you hear me...now?'.
I think I responded 'No, I don't want to hear you. Leave us ' as I was pretty scared.
I haven't heard anything since. No voices, footsteps, no doors closing, nothing.
But now when i think about it, if it was a child ghost, I feel like it was trying so hard to be heard and I shut it down right away.

I knew when my dad died. I was 6 and felt it even though he was not with us at the time. Then the phone rang and I told my mum that it was someone to tell her daddy had died. She was pretty shocked to find out I was right.

Posted about this on another thread a while ago, but around this time last year, I dreamt that a friend and mine took our babies swimming - my dd was around 2 and hers was newborn in my dream, but she didn't have any dc at this point. I mentioned it to her and had a cryptic response back. Decided to leave her to tell the obvious news and sure enough, after a couple of months she announced her pregnancy, telling me that she found out the day before I emailed her with my dream - so I dreamt it the same day she found out. As the weeks went by, I couldn't shake the idea that she wouldn't ever have this baby. Sadly, they discovered at their 20 week scan that baby would not survive and they had to terminate the pregnancy. I actually feel responsible.

There have been other dreams where I've been somewhere I've never seen previously and then in the following weeks have visited the same place in real life.

I am now encouraging myself to think I'm almost psychic and the 'feeling' I've had that we'll conceive baby 3 on out anniversary will come true!! If the thread continues I shall inform in due course.

I've nominated for classics, why has this not made it yet?? Fascinating thread!

I moved back home to care for my DMum with cancer. After she died she was still very much in the house, IYSWIM. Me and DDad would hear the noises she made and hear her walking about and her presence was there.
I had a dream that was not a dream that had DDad and me walking into our sitting room on a sunny day and a window was open (a window that couldn't be opened in real life) and DMum was standing with her back to us wearing a primrose yellow dress that was very floaty and moving in the breeze from the window. I touched her arm and she turned towards me and DDad and smiled a full beam smile. She was young slim and healthy and then the image faded away.
I woke up and went to my DDad to tell him about the dream and later in daylight we discussed the dream and the fact that she never wore yellow ever.
After this 'dream' her presence was gone from the house.
Eventually I told my DBro about it and he told me that just after the war she was given a silk parachute that she dyed primrose yellow and made it into a dress and a pair of camiknickers. A silk dress would be floaty and move in a breeze.
I drew great comfort from this experience. I feel sure she was young again and healthy and came to let me know this.

bumbiscuits, yes, some people are: situs inversus

It also says (following links) that mirror image identical twins can form if the embryo splits later than normal. Even later and they'll be conjoined.

Five hours/ Sugar Plum

Sadly those aren't my dolphins. This was in Essex.