For those who are enjoying these stories, here are a few other threads with lots more. Some of them are awesome.

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http://www.dcurbanmom.com/jforum/posts/list/200705.page

http://www.dcurbanmom.com/jforum/posts/list/185884.page

http://www.dcurbanmom.com/jforum/posts/list/118292.page

http://www.dcurbanmom.com/jforum/posts/list/74249.page

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Anonymous wrote:When I was in college, 4 of my friends, including an ex-boyfriend, were in a terrible car accident. 3 of them died within a few days of the accident. My ex hung on for 3 weeks. He died 21 days after the accident. The night before he died, the ghost of one of my friends who died, appeared in my bedroom. He said that he wanted to tell me that "John" was going to die and that it was okay. I sort of stuttered and he repeated that it was all okay. John died about 6 hours later.

I had a VERY similar experience.

PP here.

So... spill it!

Please.

MY FIL was in ICU with pneumonia. He was only 52, otherwise healthy. Long story short, nobody expected him to die. He was in the hospital for 3-4 days. One night he came to me in what was like a dream. But It didn't feel like a dream. I saw his figure at my bedside and he told me "Take care of Bob (dh)". Bob was sleeping next to me. I was so freaked out. NOBODY thought he was going to die, but I knew. The hospital called us shortly after and said come immediately. He died about an hour after we came.

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Anonymous wrote:Oh brother. I don't doubt that there are unexplained things and that you brain picks up on signals that the conscious mind doesn't, but it scares me a little how much some of you buy into ghosts and shit. And this is coming from someone who has had a handful of "psychic" dreams (subconscious mind problem solving) and saw visions of people in my room who talked to me as a child (hallucinations).

Do you think that man knows all there is to know about the universe?

The disbelief in ghosts or psychic abilities does not mean I believe humans understand everything. It means I don't believe dead people come back to talk to the living.

And just because YOU do not believe it the rest of us don't have the right to form our own opinions? Why is YOUR lack of belief the final word?

When I was dating my husband, there was a ghost of an old woman in his apartment. She would come up behind me (and my husband) in the tiny galley kitchen when one of us was washing the dishes. I'd feel a presence behind me as real as if a person was there- always thought it was my husband- but would turn and-- no one was there.

She would also stand in the doorway to our bedroom off to one side when we were sleeping at night. Just watching over us. It was never creepy or scary, more like nosy- like what were we doing in her house?

My mom, a very down to earth, non religious person, always had told me I have strange abilities, esp as a kid. I know what she means...the idea of "knowing" something. Or I would go to her a lot and say, "you need to call so-and-so" and then she would and the persons parent just died or something. "Extreme empathy" she would call it. In any case, now I just dream things all the time, my most dead ringer one being that I always dream when friends are pregnant, often before they even know. Idk, it's so uncanny, and in my circles--masters degree from and prestigious school, I work for state, I don't even discuss this with my husband.

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Have always been psychic. I know things I shouldn't. I take it in stride, probably because it's happened for so long, I'm used to it.

Me too. I used to hate it. As I have gotten older, I've learned to accept it. Like you, I just know things.

My mom is the same way, but she won't admit it. It terrifies her. Example - She woke up at 2am with severe pain in her left foot. She and my dad got up and got dressed to go to the ER. They called me and my sisters. The pain went away suddenly and they decided to wait and go see her regular doctor the next morning.

My grandmother died at 2:15 that morning from a blood clot. We later learned that the clot had originated in her left foot.

I have always had regular, mild periods. One night I woke up with horrible cramps and bleeding, not on my usual schedule. (I was still a virgin at this point, so it was not a miscarriage).

300 miles away, unbeknownst to me, that night, my best friend went into labor.

That's called a coincidence. Things like this happen everyday and you forget about them because there wasn't a coincidence for you to remember it.

I have had quite a few experiences in my life. I have a cousin with whom I have a somewhat "telepathic" connection with...though it's nothing we control. It just happens. An example: One time we were playing Pictionary with a bunch of people and all we would have to do is draw one line and we knew the answer. Nobody wanted to play with us anymore.

I have seen something fly across a room and nothing was there when we looked for it. My boyfriend at the time was a skeptic and still doesn't know how to react to that day.

One night DH and I were at the family beach house. It was a very stormy night. Really bad thunder and lightening all night. I had a dream that my mom (who had passed away) came to me to tell me to watch out for my stepfather and not to trust him. In reality, I never fully did so I figured that this was just my subconscious talking to me. I told DH about the dream in the morning. He looked a bit shocked and then proceeded to tell me his dream. He dreamt that my mother had come to him and told him to look on my step father desk because he was trying to steal money. He said he felt like she was telling him to not trust my stepfather. DH rarely dreams, so for us to have such a similar dream on the same night was kind of crazy.

My husband has tried to explain string theory to me a bit. What I have gathered is that if the theory is proven true, it could mean that there is a possibility of parallel universes (among many other things). If there are parallel universes, what if a lot of this paranormal stuff is us simply picking up on the frequency of the other universe?

My grandfather passed shortly but very suddenly after (he was in excellent health) my grandmother (my whole family believes she "took" him). There was a time frame of maybe a year during which myself and members of my family (my mother was one of 5 kids) felt their presence. For me, I was reading one night in my early 20s. I felt very very sure that my grandparents were in back of me. I have nothing but a feeling to substantiate, nothing was heard or anything changed. I saw in my mind's eye they were smiling and happy. For some reason I never even turned around to see if they were there - it just felt so real. I shared this experience months after with my aunt and mom. My mother told me that for months she has been smelling my grandmother's perfume. Not 24-7 but she would smell it every so often. During this time frame, my mother said she had taken a nap one afternoon and had a dream that her mother appeared to her and asked her to come with her. She did not specify to where but that she was happy and wanted my mom to follow her. However, my mom said she didn't want to go anywhere. They said goodbye and were happy to see each other. My mother wholeheartedly believes that had she agreed to go with my grandmother, she would have given up her life. After this episode, my mother no longer smelled her mother's perfume at all. My aunt and my 2 uncles shared that during this exact same time frame, they all smelled the perfume come and go.

I had changed room mates in my 20s and was living with a really nice girl who moved in for about a year with me. I had not known her prior, she had answered my ad for a room mate. Not immediately but shortly after she moved in, I had a real problem sleeping at night. It wasn't so much nightmares but I just had a really hard time sleeping, I was uneasy. And then we started having inexplicable situations - nothing totally frightening - but weird. We would both be certain we dead bolted the door before bedtime only to find in the AM, the door was unlocked. Her boyfriend would come over and swear he saw a tall thin man leaving our place. My mother once went in to my apt ahead of me once. I was still going up the stairs but heard her say, hi how re you - I asked her who she was talking to. She said she was greeting the guy in my apt who she didn't know would be there - I'm like - that's because there shouldn't be anybody in my place at all! Her description matched the that of my room mate's boyfriend. My room mate realized that the description matched her uncle who had passed away not too long ago and lived very close to where our apartment was located. Some of the new furniture she brought with recently had belonged to him. We determined that he wanted to stay close to his things. The incidents never really stopped but we felt somehow he didn't want to scare us so other people would "see" him although we never did.

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Anonymous wrote:You all do realize that none of these are paranormal experiences? Creepy, yes, but all have reaasonable explanations. Even near death experiences have been shown to correspond to activity in the par tof the brain that reacts first to lack of oxygen.

Open your mind just a little. You might be surprised at what you learn.

Let me guess. Your mind is open to "paranormal experiences" but you doubt that climate change is man-made?

My aunt moved to a circa 1930s house in suburban Chicago. Her youngest son was about 2ish at the time and avoided the living room and would whine and cry every time they went in it, telling his mom he was scared of "the man with the rope". After they had lived there for a while my aunt found out from a neighbor that one of the previous owners (not the ones they had purchased it from) had hung himself in the house.

Sometimes I get probed at the airport. Does that count?

In our former house, the backyard was huge and full of trees. Three separate times, different trees fell on the same spot where the kids would play. One hour before the second time a tree fell on that spot, I had said to my kids that we should play more in the backyard (because we were already there). The kids didn't want to play anymore, so we went in. We went back out one hour later, and a huge tree had fallen on the spot where we had been.

Before the third time a tree fell on that spot, DH saw a light (when it was dark) float from that spot, through the woods, and in the direction of a cemetery behind a church.

Right before we moved, I went to the house to be there one last night and look at it. I was standing on the deck, and I heard an odd sound from the siding -- like a lot of rain hitting the siding. I went inside the house to the baby's room, and I could still hear the sound. Then it suddenly stopped.

Anonymous wrote:

Have always been psychic. I know things I shouldn't. I take it in stride, probably because it's happened for so long, I'm used to it.

Me too. I used to hate it. As I have gotten older, I've learned to accept it. Like you, I just know things.

My mom is the same way, but she won't admit it. It terrifies her. Example - She woke up at 2am with severe pain in her left foot. She and my dad got up and got dressed to go to the ER. They called me and my sisters. The pain went away suddenly and they decided to wait and go see her regular doctor the next morning.

My grandmother died at 2:15 that morning from a blood clot. We later learned that the clot had originated in her left foot.

I have always had regular, mild periods. One night I woke up with horrible cramps and bleeding, not on my usual schedule. (I was still a virgin at this point, so it was not a miscarriage).

300 miles away, unbeknownst to me, that night, my best friend went into labor.

I was very close with my mother and we spoke on the phone every day. She died 9 months before my first child was born. I was in the delivery room in labor and the doctor was unable to detect my DC's heartbeat. They were about to put me out for an emergency c-section when I felt my mother in the room with me, so much so that I looked over my left shoulder to see if she was there. Then I blacked out and my DC was delivered by c-section, healthy. This was 9 years ago and I remember it so vividly.

PP with the dad's unique cologne story above:
I had a similar thing happen the night my dad died. I awoke to the smell of cigar smoke (at 2 AM?), and my dad was a heavy cigar smoker. I got out of bed and looked out the window, it was a full moon, and lying on our front lawn was an enormous buck with at least 8 points---my dad was also a deer hunter. The whole thing creeped me out, but I've never seen a deer like that in my yard, and like others I think it was my dad saying he was okay and these "signs" were just so I'd know it was him.