unusual warnings

[dens]

I decided to share this story because, even tho it's not ghost-related - I don't really believe it had anything to do with ghosts - it's definitely in the paranormal category and I'm sure there are more people out there who have had similar experiences - and I would love to hear them and hear what they think about it.


When I was around 18 or 19, not sure, and I'm terrible with dates, but I was in my late teens for sure - my mother had to go through a surgery - she had gone through a handful of them already and it was nothing new. It wasn't life threatening, but there had been some complicated issues with our health plan - you know the drama - what is covered and what isn't. So there was already a certain tension going on.
The morning she was going to be admitted into the hospital we all got ready (mom, dad, sister and me) - and the strangest and most disturbing thing happened the minute I got into the car, still inside our garage: I felt like we shouldn't go out at all.
I just became extremely uncomfortable and anxious. We got out and dad started driving - and I couldn't keep myself from being edgy about any vehicle that approached us. Now, my father's driving always had a certain effect on me - not that he's a bad driver, actually he's a very good one, but he's usually late for stuff so he's fast and that is enough to drive me crazy But that didn't play any part on how I was feeling that day. And for some reason I was particularly wary of trucks!
That made no sense in my head, I was being completely paranoid for no good reason. Traffic was bad - as it usually is where I live - but that didn't play a part on my bizarre apprehension. I did the only thing I could, I started praying. Somewhere during our trip, maybe 30 minutes into it, a truck drove onto the side of our car. I was the first to notice, because it was on my side of the car, and I was, of course, completely alert. The driver didn't even realize what he was doing, he was pushing us off the road. I called dad's attention to it and then he speeded up and moved to the side and only then the truck driver realized and stopped.

I was beyond shocked - I didn't know how on earth that could be happening. There I had been all that time feeling there was something wrong with us being there in the car and then that happens. Mom who was already nervous because of the surgery started crying and the tension just mounted. In the end mom got into a cab to go to the hospital and my sister and I stayed with my dad to about fixing things with the truck and the car damage.

Today, I just wonder how much worse that accident could have been if I hadn't been praying in the backseat of that car.
Sixth sense or whatever you call it, it was so vivid and so intense I know I could never make such thing up.

I'd love to hear similar stories as I'm sure there are many people out there who have had experiences like this. In fact I think we all heard more than a couple back in 09/11 - about how something just didn't let one or the other go to work that morning.

[aneaglesangel]

I do get feelings or intuitions like that sometimes, but more often what happens for me is I have these precognitive dreams and they suck! Some people might think it's cool to see pictures of the future, but not always. One dream was a splat of black on a field of tan, for me, as child, for some reason I knew it meant the death of my father, before I turned 18. I don't know why, it didn't make much sense considering what I saw. Later when my father did die, my sister was crying over his body. As she did a tear slid off her face and splattered on his suit, his tan suit. That freaked me right out! I ran out of his wake crying my head off. You see that dream had been with me for 9 years, I never told anyone, I thought if I kept it a secret it wouldn't happen, I was wrong. Most of the time these dreams come in flashes, during my regular dreaming processes and stand out because of it. They flash across my mind, just a still picture and whatever it is I have to try to figure out. If not, it can mean trouble. Such as the flash that was a terrible car accident where my boyfriend died saving my life. For weeks before the accident I knew something was wrong, I kept trying to figure out what the picture I'd seen in my dreams was and couldn't do it. I knew I should recognize it for some reason. Only when we'd already had the accident and the wreck of the car and the broken glass and telephone pole were there in front of me, did it finally make sense as to what I saw. Most of the time these precognitive dreams are just mundane things, grocery shopping, doing dishes, walking through the park, little things. But every now and then they are bigger things. In my time, there has been only one time where I had one of these "visions" while I was awake. I saw myself standing at my kitchen sink with my right hand in the air and blood running down my arm, like life threatening blood! I put the dishes off all day, but finally had to do them. I was as careful as I could be, but a glass exploded in my hand while I was washing. Lucky for me, the vision had stayed with me and I was being very gentle about how I was washing dishes. Instead of being forceful I was being careful and only managed to lose a piece of my pinky and cut myself in a few minor spots. Later after I'd patched myself up I went and measured the glass. If I'd washed it in my usual, slam the hand inside the glass, swab it out furiously, I probably would have sliced my wrist open. I never figured out why the glass exploded, I figured it must have had a crack or a defect in it. But I do think the vision saved me from a possible life threatening injury.

The feelings I get sometimes sort of freak people out. When I get them they are strong, and since I've lived with these things a long time, I've promised myself that when I get a feeling, or have a dream vision, that I will tell a person and give the chance of changing things. So now I warn people, usually of course, they don't heed the warning. Something bad always happens. So now people think I'm a witch, muwahahaha! Oh well, could be worse, they could call me a bi......ch!

Interesting though, thanks for sharing, I do like to hear experiences of others, and I know the Spooky Crew does too! Learning more about how these things works for others, helps me to get ideas of how it works in general! Hugs!

[dens]

I do remember reading about those two instances with your dad and boyfriend - I don't know if I'd like to have that sort of thing happen to me! I don't know if I could deal with it. But I believe we're only given what we can carry, so if those things happen to you, it's because you're the right sort of person to handle them. And I can imagine it must be frustrating when you have something you need to tell someone and they don't believe you!

thanks for sharing =]

[aneaglesangel]

Well, I have learned to accept that I can only do so much. It is enough that I tell now, and I can not make a person change their actions. Sometimes what I see might have been meant for that person to experience because they needed a certain lesson, and I was shown so it wouldn't hurt me so much to see them go through it. I'll never know the whole truth I'm sure, but it's part of the reason I'm in the paranormal field. I have too many unanswered questions, and I'd like to find answers. Of course, I may never find those answers, but I do enjoy the search and I've met great people along the way. They say God never gives you more than you handle, I guess sometimes you've just got to trust in that and know you can make it. Hugs!