Right now I am fourteen and this freaky event happened about three years ago when I was living in Chesire. My mum and I sometimes have weird kind of premonition - dreams and this is one of them.
It was late on, I think it was a Wednesday evening and I'd just went to bed, although I wasn't too tired and also it takes me ages to fall asleep. In the Premonition-dream my dad was driving along, I think it was the M56 or M6 at like 70miles per hour, and one of his tires blew, and because he was going so fast, the car crashed and it was so vivid, I freaked, then I stopped and thought I was really tired, so then went to sleep.
The next morning I got up early, just snapped awake, It was like 6am and my dad was just leaving. My mum was up as well so I told them the dream and so my dad drove slower to work that day.
His front left tire (I think!) blew out, but luckily he was able to pull over to the side of the motorway and it was repaired and so he didn't crash and we avoided a family tragedy.
I haven't had another premonition-dream since then and to be honest I don't think I ever want one again, true it can help people but also sometimes it can do more harm than good. You could save your best friends life and because you saw what was going to happen and prevented it you could be called a freak and all sorts of stuff. To be honest with you, I don't like it when people coming up to me in school and start calling me a freak for being different and having the chance to help people.
I'd rather they did that about my good grades and my swatty appearance (we wear uniforms see!) =)