Growing up in a deeply religious home, we were always taught that there was a higher power in the world, nothing was coincidence and everything was part of 'God's plan'. As I grew up my frame of mind slowly changed and I stopped believing in God, at least in the traditional sense, and I started to become more interested in the supernatural.
When I was 14 I had what I believe, was my first real psychic experience or possibly even premonition. After a raging argument with my parents, something that was becoming the norm in my teenage years, I went and locked myself away in my bedroom. As the evening passed I sensed that there was something not quite right within the room, but thought nothing of it, focusing instead on the argument. I fell to sleep still cursing my parents, but was prematurely awoken in the night by the presence of somebody (or something) within the room. At first, I was unable to pin point where this presence was coming from, but looking to the foot of my bed I could see what looked like an impression of somebody sitting and could feel a definite weight on my duvet when I tried to move it, as there was nobody (that I could see) sitting there I was well and truly 'freaked out', and buried my head underneath the covers. After some time, I felt the weight move and the felt the presence left the room. I was distressed by this for the following weeks, but as happens, life gradually returned to normal and I thought nothing of it after a couple of months.
It was two years later when I was reminded of that night, when after an unusually fierce argument with my parents I retreated to the usual sanctuary of my bedroom and sat down on the end of my bed. It was at that point I felt the presence I had a experienced two years before, this is when it occurred to me that two years earlier I had experienced this night and had received some sort of warning from myself. That night, my parents kicked me out of the house and I never spoke to them again.
With the trauma of getting thrown out by my parents and going to live with my grandparents on the other side of the country, I forgot about the possibility of this being a premonition and focused on sorting myself out. It's only now, years later that I have started to think about what it could have meant. Since that night, I have had other supernatural experiences, but nothing that comes close to being as powerful. I have contacted many providers of psychic readings and experts of the supernatural to see whether they could shed some light on what I had experienced. I am still waiting for a definitive answer, but as my title suggests, was it all just a coincidence or do I have gift?