It was first grade and I was walking down the hallway at the end of the day when all of a sudden I saw in my mind's eye my favorite goldfish getting sucked up into the filter and not being able to get out, then I was in the hallway again. When I rushed home I found my goldfish dead and stuck in the filter. My exact words were, "I knew he was dead." And my father asked me what I mean that when I said I knew and I responded, "Because I saw him die in school." Then I walked away to watch TV leaving my confused Dad behind.
I remember my second experience was in the fourth grade. My mom called me out of school unrepentantly and I was walking down the hallway pondering the possibilities when out of nowhere I saw my grandpa's face with his eyes closed and then a gravestone. When I got to the car my whole family was inside crying and then my mom turned to me and said, "Grandpa's dead." I wanted to say, "I know" at that point but I was too freaked out about what I saw.
My last experience like these was in the seventh grade. I was sitting in class, bored as ever, and I turned to look at the clock. It was around two and I began to wonder what my mom was doing at that moment. Then I saw my mom cleaning up my room and opening my shorts drawer to put laundry away and she found my sister Cosmopolitan magazines which my mother had deliberately told me not to read. When I got home I was chomping at the bits hoping I was daydreaming, but my mom was on the couch and told me she found the magazines.
If these weren't weird enough, I've realized over the past year that my mom seems to know what I'm thinking about if I'm around her. I brought it up to my sister who replied, "Yeah I know, it's hard but you just have to guard your thoughts around her."
And before I knew that I noticed I was able to know what people were thinking themselves. It's not like I hear their thoughts, but if I look over at them and their thinking about something relatively hard, I know it. My best friend hates it because I answer her questions before she finishes them and if she isn't that happy I know why.
It's really weird and I want to know, am I psychic or just intuitive?