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I don't mean to offend anyone's religous beliefs or sensitivities with this post. Read it and make up your own mind as I still can't figure out what it all means myself....
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I have had weird stuff like this happen thoughout my entire life. Especially around 911, heck I even dreamt about planes exploding in midair before it happened. I'd always wake up, and look outside my window. Although I was awake, I could still see it happen. On the night, we went out and had a few drinks to raise funds for a friend's trip overseas for charity. We were in a Irish pub when it happened, and we had access only to a radio. Even when the TV was turned on, everyone thought it was a joke, not as serious as it was, or not really happening. Remember that it was a noisy pub, people were drunk, so it was hard for them to understand what was happening.
I went into a weird trance, after the first one happened. I found myself on a plane, seeing the events unfold from the eyes of a passenger. I awoke from that mental scene, but I was (apparently) still screaming "they're all dead, thousands dead!!" over and over again ... and my friends were rather sceptical. I don't remember anything until the next morning when my friend woke me up and said, "you were right." I wish that I had been wrong, I would gladly suffer the humilation of being wrong to bring back those 3,000 lives. After that night, the dreams stopped.
A lot of people tell me I'm psychic, I think I had some sorta weird gift as a kid - I used to be able to read minds with incredible accuracy. When I was two, my Mum looked at me and thought to herself, "I think I'm going to give her a bath." I looked at my Mum, dead seriously, and said "No, I don't want a bath!" When I was around ten, my friends used to love testing my mind reading skills! I remember one occasion at school during a little thunderstorm. I said to my friends, "the next thunderclap will be the loudest you've ever heard." They didn't believe me, as it had been up to that point a rather mild thunderstorm. Ten seconds later, it hit, striking not far from the school. I think I spooked them out a little bit that time 
As an adult, the "skill" has faded, but on many occasions, it makes a sneaky return to freak me out! Not so long ago, I was about to step unwittingly into traffic. In an instant, all these thoughts flooded into my mind, "she died instantly, it was almost painless, etc." A little freaked out, I stopped. Seconds later, a moron in a white car came whizzing around the blind corner at breakneck speeds. I would have been hit, no doubt about it.
A week ago, I was reading a magazine article about Mystic Meg or some other psychic. She had drawn a series of shapes, colours and numbers. Each series was arranged into four rows of four. She said that she had "meditated" on one of each four. I did okay with the shapes and colours, but kept getting distracted and not going with my gut instinct. Suddenly, my mind clicked into place and the four numbers came to me in an instant, in perfect order. It freaked me out, big time!
Coincidence? Perhaps. But the odds of me guessing all four in sequence are as follows: 1/4 x 1/4 x 1/4 x 1/4 = 1 out of 256 chances. Long odds! And I'm not usually that lucky! (at least not when I'm trying to be - I'm never going to guess the Lotto numbers!)
Even with all the bizarre things that have happened to me, I still don't know. Am I psychic or just very intuitive? A soothsayer or just a really good cold-reader (John Edward eat your heart out!) ... I really don't know. All I do know, is that if I did have a special gift, I would never misuse it like a certain gold-digger John Edward does!
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) I always found that kinda freaky..nothing to that extent every happened to me..lol
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