I never have understood what my grandmother said until now. When I was 6 years old, I went to get my hair cut. I looked up at the guy cutting my hair and said "You are not going to go home tonight." He asked, "What did you say?" I repeated myself but also saying, "but you will be okay." The man thought I was crazy. When he went to start driving home on his motorcycle he was about 5 minutes away. He lost control, went into a ditch full of water, and almost drowned. His friend saw the whole thing and stopped to help. The hair cutter guy was okay but he didn't get home that night, he went to the hospital.
Then when I was 11 years old, my father had to get a biopsy to make sure he did not have pancreatic cancer. The biopsy went wrong and it sent him into pancreatitis. My father was having these strange dreams with two cast iron doors opening with light pouring out when the doors slowly opened. He was getting closer and closer to the light in his dream. He told me about this strange dream and he told me how he thought he was going to die. I looked at him and said you will be okay, but just weak for a while. After battling pancreatitis for two weeks in the hospital, my father finally defeated it. However he was very weak and exhausted.
About a week later, after my father left the hospital, my grandfather went into the hospital. The night before his death we received news that he would be coming home in the morning. When I told my mom he was going to die and that he was not coming home, she said it was horrible what I said. So then I went and saw my grandfather for one last time. I looked at him and said, "I know you are in pain but it will be over soon. I'm sorry I won't see you tomorrow." Then I got angry and started to yell, "You promised that you would not leave yet, you promised." I punched him. My grandfather just looked at me and with the last smile I ever saw on his face, then a tear rolled down. He was found dead that next morning.
From since I was a little girl to now my grandma has always told me, I have a special kind of power that will grow with my age. I can sense if there is something or someone there that nobody else can see or sense. I can also look at a person and sense if their death is coming and how. I don't understand this. Am I just part of a crazy family, or is everything I feel and sense real?