Everyone Thinks I'm Insane

Okay so I'm pretty confused, someone with experience please answer! For a while, I've been predicting really small things. For instance, I know the exact time without even looking at the clock. Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night for no reason and the only thing coursing through my mind is a time. I check the clock on my nightstand and I'm right! And in class, someone was picking a popsicle from a basket (everyone writes their name on a popsicle, and then the teacher picks someone at random to say an answer or something) and before they did, I said 'well they're probably going to pick marten' and next thing you know, marten was called. Now last night, I had this vivid dream. It was not good. I was walking in night around my town with my mom and we noted someone in a red sweatshirt following us. It was scary. So we went home; we ran and locked the door. They were gone. The next day came by. (Keep in mind this is still my dream and I noted a lot more details but I'm just not mentioning every single one) I took another walk that night with someone else, and we knew someone was following us. This person made knocking sounds everywhere they went. We ran back to my house and I called the police. I distinctly remember looking at a street sign that said East Nick Street. Now, I don't have a nick street in my town (yes I checked maybe I'm a bit paranoid I don't know). Anyway, I locked the door and I forgot to mention, I was walking with someone named krystyna, and old friend of my mom's. So I locked my door but she swung it open and started knocking on it, making a lot of noise. And then on the first floor (I live on the second) the door swung open and the lights turned brighter. I heard someone running up the steps, so I closed my door and locked it. Then the person started knocking uncontrollably on my door, hard and angrily and murderously. Then, the door broke a tiny bit (like an itty bitty splinter) and then as if on cue, my mom shook me awake to go to school. I forgot to mention this instance as well; I wrote a story for school called To Be A Duck and the lady's children were named Josi and Eli. Later that week, I was watching an episode of the vampire diaries and Alaric revealed his children's names to Caroline. They were Josi and Elizabeth! I never really took this seriously, people are telling me these are just coincidences. I told my friends and they think I'm a little out there, but they were joking. They don't really believe me... I know I wouldn't. They think I'm insane (in a joking way). But now, whenever I see a red sweatshirt, I'm like oh god. Oh god. This could be the person that kills me. I'm sorry I know I'm paranoid and probably worried for no reason. Today, on my way home, I saw two guys in red sweatshirts. I never see people in red sweatshirts, everyone normally wears dark colors to look inconspicuous I guess. Please can someone give me advice or their experience please don't leave me hanging I really want to talk to people who understand what I'm going through thank you

i agree with you Lucy. [pinkbabe63] my closest normal friends know about my empathy, my soul-reading and my dream interpretations, and they accept me for them. And those who didn't, well, it was better that they not be my friends, because their inability to understand proved them bad friends. Don't hate your gift, its part of you. And remember, you always have people here to help. I'd love to. Go to www.freewebs.com and search; "or suckish middle skool livez" and leave a comment on our website. It belongs to two of the other vendettaBabes, me, and one normal friend.

No one can make you feel inferior without your concent; Val.

Insanelynormal, I know what you are refering too. I also was looking for info on it when I found this site. I've seen the tiny dots of light. I've always seen them, and I always believed that everyone else could see them too. I'm not sure what exactly they are yet.

ok I don't know if this is related to everyone else... Ok get to the point
When I was little I scared my friend by telling her about these light objects I could see.
Anyways I thought everyone could see it but it became apparent I was wrong when my friend freaked out. There a two different lights: one is very bright and tiny... There usually a million of them flying in the air bumping off each other.
Light number two is colored...black, red, and green. They have a pattern and keep moving in the same direction. In 3rd grade I was tying up my shoe and I noticed a huge black light going towards my foot. That day I broke that same foot.
After that I ignored the lights all together, don't ask me why it's just what I did.
Ackk ok get back to the point... I noticed the dots again today (1st ones) and then I typed something on google but somehow I found this site.
If anyone has experienced something like this or knows what the hell I'm talking about can you let me know?

yup. Now I can really relate with you. When I left an earlier post about a dream I had of a new guy at my school named Matthew, well it took some time, but there's a new guy named Matthew at my school. This really is freaky stuff.

The friends that you lost were not your true friends because true friends would stick by you no matter what. Although you might hate having these abilities they can be really helpful in difficult situations and you can use these abilities to help other people.

I've lived a very crappy childhood. My mom took my brothers and sisters from my dad, and married a monster. From age of 8 years old. I grew up watching my older sister be sexually molested my that man. While my mom protected him. I took several beatings to which I don't remember anymore. We've tried to expose our stepfather and my mother for what she was letting him do. The state of Minnesota wouldn't do anything about it. It dawned on me though. A few years back when I was still in high school, before I was off to college. It was about a terrible car accident. A very bad event it was when it happened exactly how it did a few months later. I remember how I woked up that day. In a whole lot of pain. I was in shock, breathing heavy, just having an anxiety attack. Doing things people do when they're in shock. Everybody believed it was nothing. Just nothing at all. I was of course only a dream... I could rest better now. Until the day the car accident happened, and it happened in exactly the way the dream had happened. A whole lot of people got hurt, and my plans for college changed. I was kicked out of the house by my step father, and was foreced to live in my car for a while when it happened, I had no job, no car insurance. My dreams of going to college was destroyed that day. I saw it too. I could have stopped it. Now that I can sleep again. I work two jobs to stay in a nice appartment, but still deathly afraid to drive, and sleep as well, but I sleep anyways, because I've noticed this now. That I've always had this thing, I've had it all the long that I could feel things going on, what people are going to say, who's calling me, if someone wrote me an email. I've felt these things all of my life. One of my jobs is a Mc. Donald's and I already know what they want to order when I look at them. My other one is at a gass station, and I always wanted to call people by their first name before they hand me their credit card or hand them a cigarette pack. I could call all of these stupid little things. I never talked about these things to anybody because I feel crazy talking about it. I like a lot of these replies I already know how I'm going to meet people in my life. I guess I could say that I wish I could control these things, and use it for something good. Like exposing horrible people like my step father. Lately I'm been exercising this by not using a cell phone, or anything with caller id. Just an old school telephone. I usually know when to pick it up.

I know how you feel. Everything you just said is almost the exact things that happen to me. The difference is, though, is that you had the guts to tell people about yourself. I've never told anyone... Not even my family.
When you said you had a dream about someone you met at school in a dream and then you did meet him, well I've recently had a dream like that. The guy's name was Matthew and I'm just waiting for a Matthew to start at my school.
I hate being psychic too and I can understand you alot. You should know that you're not alone... ❤

Insane? No one is insane. Even if someone is a killer, they are NOT insane. They have beliefs which may or may not be true. Remember... Trust your psychic abilities and it may be tamed. If not, it will go wild and destroy all you love. You might even seperate from friends more often. Tame the psychic beast within.

i have dreams that come true, but they are always bad things like i`m going to get in trouble. The problem is I don`t know how to make them good.

Black wolf, you are correct. Luckily, I know who my true friends are. They are the ones who DON'T run away when I tell them about my gift and stick by my side, accept it and say "ok, so what now?" I even helped them discover there psychic ability!
So, find them people, and you know you have a good friendship, there.

I have also lost many friends because of this, they think I'm crazy just because of this. There are many more people out in the world who are like us, it is a gift, we should use it for the good of humanity and to help others, hate not this gift, but cherish it, people who really understand you will stay by your side no matter what.

Hearing other people's thoughts could get you into trouble. Go by what is fact, not what you imagine or feel. Be your own person, not a slave to thoughts about other's thoughts in your head.

If you really do have a gift, keep a log of it. Write your thoughts concerning these experiences also. If you do this you will see patterns and ways to develop your gift.
All true psychics put themselves aside and try to use their gift to help others. Think of ways in which your internal information about others could be of value in a positive way.

Hi my name is Katie and I'm 16 years old. I would have a day dream or a dream
about something bad was going to happen on that day or in a few days it would tell me the story then it happen even when I'm in danger near to death. I stop
myself from death because I do it another way from the story in the dream. My dreams tell me my future and when something bad is going to happen to someone close to me. I have dreams of past life's and people's life's.I see ghosts in my house and sometimes in other peoples house. I see floating clouds over me bed and half a moon don't know what it means. I see old fashioned streets and old fashioned people in dreams. I dream about people I don't know and then I see them in real life but there are not alive they are ghosts the ghosts I see are the people I recognise from a dream or past life. I like playing guess the number what the other person is thinking I get my mums right all the time. I know what people are sometimes thinking I know when there going to phone me or text me. Days feel like they are repeating day after day after day.

I kind of get dreams like that but It's just random quick flshes of people the first time it happened was like a year ago not even (It was a flsh of a man in one of those steel welding helmets flipped up) It was just as I closed my eyes it was wierd.

ok yo 😜 real firend don't do that ok I'm dream psychic and I'm sorry to hear that but you have to deal with it

i no asepodonet I just misread it ...sorryyy :D

Charlotte!

p.s. True friends will stick with you no matter what, Kat, remember that.

hot and cold- I never said I believe that, I was quoting a narrowminded doctor that had said that about a friend! I believe you have a gift, and I was giving you an example of how narrowminded doctors can be- always seeking a raional explanation to what they do not understand...

If you lost them because you're psychic then they were never really your friends. True friends support you for who you are- not what you are. All the things you can do are what makes you special- you've been given a great gift, even if it gets you into trouble sometimes. I know- I have it, too.

No one said it would be all fun and games- but someday you might be able to change the world in a positive way because of it. Would you still hate it if you could predict someone was planning murder and could stop it? You can use your abilities to change things for the better. You can understand exactly how someone's feeling and comfort them in times of need or use your ESP to find something/someone when it/they go missing.

I know there are people in life who make you feel like you're not quite right, but- no matter what anybody else thinks- being psychic makes you special, gifted, and unique. You've been given this gift for a reason- don't look at it like a curse just because you're still getting used to it. And of course normal people don't believe in what they don't know or understand. You can always tell us about it instead! If it's any consolation I know exactly what you're going through and if people can't accept you can do things that they can't that's their problem.

some times its scary when you can tell when things will happen. My friends in high school think I'm crazy and its a lucky guess but I know now without a dough I'm psychic.THANKS!

i know how you feel!

people don't believe me about my story 'hot and cold' they say that I am anxious... Well that is what one person wrote as a comment to it! And I promise it's not. I asked my dad and he even told me he had it also! Read ym story just look how crazy people think I am!