I have had a couple of experiences when I was younger that makes me think now looking back that I could have had a natural psychic ability that could have been worked on.
When I was around 5 years old and living overseas as my Dad's job caused us to move from country to country every year or so (I currently live in Australia) I was at a friend's house and whilst sitting on her couch with her she was distracted for a while talking to her mother.
On the couch was their telephone and for some odd reason I decided to pick up the phone and dial a number (I can still see the vision as if I were dialing the number again and can remember the number clear as day). The number I dialed was an international number to Australia and a man answered and I put the phone receiver down but not onto the phone (so the call didn't hang up, I simply left the receiver on the couch).
Not quite sure why I did it but a couple of weeks later I was back at my friend's house and her mum started yelling at her about a large phone bill and said "did you dial this number? International calls are expensive! Who taught you how to dial this number?" and she read out the number and in my head I thought "oh no! I dialed that number!"... So being a typical 5 year old I slunk away and said I had to go home to avoid possibly getting in trouble haha. So I went back down the street to my house.
About a year later we moved back to Australia (to a different state and city than we had previously lived) and when we moved into our new house our phone number was that exact number that I dialed (without the international country and area code dialing codes as of course we were then in Australia) and we lived there for years.
I have thought about this every now and then over the years and thought how did I know to dial an Australian international number at 5 years old and can it really be coincidence that it happened to be the exact same phone number that we ended up getting when we moved back to Australia?
I had another experience that same year that I dialed the number - in the house we were living in overseas I once went to walk into the kitchen and like an old movie projector playing a film on the wall to the right of me I could see out of the corner of my eye a cockatoo bird in a cage squawking and flapping its wings then when I turned my head it was gone.
3 years later my mother came home one day with a cockatoo that she out of the blue decided she wanted to buy whilst out grocery shopping!
Also for years and years and years since I could remember (except it's been happening more prominently the last 3 years) if I am in a daydream or just in a trance in my own little world whilst sitting at my desk or reading a book I will hear a voice (in earlier years a woman's voice and the last 2-3 years a man's voice) yelling my name and no one is around. Every time the voice yells it sounds like an angry school teacher yelling at a child to focus but he only ever says my name and then I snap out of my daydream and it feels like someone was right there. It sounds like my dad's voice every time (he has been dead for 3 years now). Is it him trying to contact me or keep me focused?