My name is Stacey. I'm 21 years old. My parents seem to think there's no such thing as "psychics", however, I am here to prove otherwise. My parents think it's all just a coincidence, but to have several premonitions come true exactly the way they did can't be just a coincidence. My psychic abilities started in July of 2005. I was 17 years old at the time and I was in summer school. I was taking a Chemistry class. Well, it was the end of the second session. I had only three days left. Sunday July 17, 2005, I went to sleep just like normal. However, that night, I had a horrible dream. I dreamed that I was given a message. I am clairaudient. I hear things. Sometimes, I have visions, but normally, I hear voices telling me these things. Anyway, someone in my dream told me someone was in big trouble. However, they wouldn't tell me who it was or the trouble that that person was in. I woke up on the morning of the 18th and sure enough, my Great Grandmother was in the hospital with a stroke.
That whole day in Chemistry, I simply could not concentrate. All I kept thinking about was that my Great Grandmother could die any minute. Our former Priest Father Mike already gave her her rights as in giving her up to God. I tried to be optimistic, but it was no use. She passed away a week later. It was a tragic day for us all.
The next premonition happened a year later. Well, almost two years later. I turned 19 in November of 2006 and this took place in December of 2006. I was doing work on my computer as usual, then, suddenly, I kept hearing the fire alarm going off in my head. I tried to think of something else, but it did not go away. Sure enough, later that night, I was listening to one of my Harry Potter books. Right in the middle, the fire alarm went off for real.
I didn't have another premonition until New Year's Eve of 2008. This one was a vision. I was sitting in my chair. I just got off the phone. Then, all of a sudden, my eyes welled up with tears. There was going to be an argument. This wasn't a small teensy weensy little argument either. This was like a brawl. Like a huge fight. Though I didn't see anything physical. The vision wouldn't tell me who was going to be involved, but there were a lot of tears. Someone was going to be crying. I didn't know how to intervene. It would not say who was in the argument. Sure enough, on Friday the second of January, something small escalated into a huge fight. I made the mistake of buying this microphone. I didn't take into account that I had things to pay for for school since I'm a college student now and money doesn't come easy. My parents and I had this discussion and finally, I agreed to return it. What happened is Mom was asking Dad if he'd take me to return the microphone. I asked if we could do this when I came back. She said I said I'd do it that day. I thought I said the seventh not the second. At first, I gave her the benefit of the doubt. Maybe she misunderstood. But when she said I was untrustworthy and a liar, that's when things got hairy. I told her she didn't have it strait. I let my anger get the best of me and of course I said how dare you to her and I was leaving her to live with my Dad. Once I said that, all heck broke loose. It was a big fight. Once I realized what I said and the impact it had on my family, I knew I made a mistake. It was brutal.
The other day I had a dream that I'm worried about something that is going to come true. Part of it already has. I had this dream two days ago that the nighttime DJ on the radio station I liked was broadcasting in the day. My Grandma Magda and I were listening to him in my room. Then, my pet cat Minnie jumped onto my lap. I held her for a while and then, all of a sudden, I got this horrible feeling she was going to die. I told Grandma Magda this and she said to get Minnie comfortable so she would at least die in peace. So, I laid her on her back. I kissed her and stroked her and told her how much I really loved her. Then, Minnie grew still. She died in my arms. I tried to revive her, but she was already dead. I was a mess. Tears were streaming down my face as we buried her. I woke up so sad because this dream really was a nightmare.
Well, part of it came true today. I turned on the radio to listen to music and sure enough, the Nighttime DJ was on the radio. At that point, I panicked. This happened in my dream. I reached under the bed and grabbed Minnie and held her close. As of now, she's still alive. She jumped off my lap to get food. But I'm really worried. It usually takes two days for a premonition to come true and it's been two days. If any of you reading are mediums, could you help me out? Will my cat make it? Please let me know! She's a grey cat and she is skinny. She has a little hook at the end of her tail. Please, I need your advice. The part about the DJ came true, but how can I prevent the rest from coming true? I need some help! Also, Grandma wasn't there in real life. I am really worried about Minnie. She's only 7 years old. I also had a premonition Madison my sister would get the stomach virus on new years and she did. This can't be just a coincidence. I can't do anything to stop the past premonitions, but is there any way to tell if she'll die? And is there any way to change that? Thank you.