One day I was sitting on my bed thinking about different things. It was 18 years ago I was about 15 or 16 at this time. Suddenly I had this thought and some what of a vision of my friend, whom I grew up with and was neighbors to, was walking down our street towards his house and was hit by a car. I didn't think much of it just thought it was weird I would think of something like that. Of course, I would never want anything bad to happen to him. Much less anyone else. Well, the end of the week had come around and my friend's little sister came by to tell me that her brother was in the hospital because he had been hit by a truck. Thankfully he was ok. When he got home he told me he was riding his bike home and was hit by a box truck at the end of our street. I was pretty shocked about the whole thing and almost felt a little guilty, as if my thoughts caused it to happen. Not long afterwards I had another experience. My mother and I were bored so we went riding around for a little while. On the way home as we were coming up to an intersection I had another thought and slight vision that another friend of mine was in a car accident. I remember looking at the time at that same instance and it was 3 o'clock in the afternoon. About a hour or so after we got back home a friend, who just happened to work with the friend I had the thought of, stopped by after work. Which wasn't out of the ordinary at the time. On his way out he told me that our friend had been in a minor accident earlier that day. I was taken back for a minute. I asked when did this happen and he said it happened about 3 o'clock this afternoon. I didn't know what to think about the whole situation. I felt and saw it at the exact time it was happening.
I haven't had anything quite like those experiences since besides a little deja vu a few times. Over the years I have become very emotional or just very sensitive. I feel like I can feel other people's emotions. Its very strong sometimes. I cry very easily whether its good or bad. I've decided maybe it was depression. I lost my mother 12 years ago. It has been very hard for me as she was my best friend. I remember the day of her service. I had to get some air so I took a walk through the cemetery and the wind was blowing all around me. I remember feeling the air all over me as if my skin was extra sensitive that day. I had this feeling that she was all around me. I'll never forget it. I\'m not the only person in my family to have experiences. My mother had a dream when she was younger that she would die when she was 45 and she did. That was all she ever told me about. She's not the only one on her side of the family to have experiences though.