1. The Boy in the Striped Shirt
Back in 2005, when I was 17, my family and I were living in an apartment over an Esso gas station in Norway. In October that year, I had a weird dream about a little blond boy. He was wearing a blue and white striped T-shirt with a star in the middle, and beige pants. In my dream, he was crying and frantic. When I asked him why he was crying (in Norwegian), he answered me in Swedish: "Bus accident!" Then he pointed out my living room window, where I could see the gas station below my apartment.
The whole next day, I was anxious, staring out my window, expecting a bus accident. The dream felt so real, and it bothered me. But when nothing happened, I decided to forget about it. Later that evening, my siblings and I went down to the gas station to get junk food for dinner. There I saw the Norwegian newspaper with a tiny article on the front page that read: Bus accident in Spain. I didn't think much about it until I noticed there was a Shell gas station logo in the picture.
Apparently, in Tenerife, a Swedish tour bus had crashed in a Shell station. On board the bus were 30 people: A Norwegian tour guide, a Spanish driver and 28 Swedish passengers. The tour guide passed away, along with a Swedish woman and a little boy. At first I thought it was him. But when I turned to page four and five of the article, there was a big picture of two boys receiving medical attention. One looked exactly like the boy from my dream, and he was wearing a blue and white striped T-shirt with a star in the middle. He was one of the survivors.
I wonder about him. Did he contact me? Did I contact him? I still have the papers to this day. I don't know how old he is now, or where he is. But I often wonder if he's alright out there in the world. — Free Of A Kind
2. The Wisdom Teeth Nightmare
When I was young, I would pray with my father in a prayer room in our church. One day, when we were getting ready to leave, I stood up, felt everything turn black, and immediately fell into a folding chair in front of me.
I was only out for a second or two, but I had a painful dream of being held down to a chair with instruments inside my mouth. I heard voices saying "She's coming out of it, give her more," and I started screaming, but everything went black again and I woke up in the prayer room with my nervous father.
A year later I had my wisdom teeth taken out and woke up in the middle of the procedure to a lot of pain and nurses holding me down because I was trying to get up. The doctor even said the phrase I'd heard when I fainted in that prayer room. So weird having a 'vision' of something that happened a year later. — katelynadeleart
One time I started an Internet rumor that Harry Styles and Emma Watson went on a date and the next day out of the blue they tweeted each other. So there's that. — defineliam
4. The Cave
There used to be this cave near where I lived, and people used to be able to climb up inside it. My dad took me there one day, and I told him that I really didn't like it there and that we should leave. He didn't believe me, and we ended up climbing into the cave.
We only got a short distance into it before I told him I couldn't go any further and we had to turn around — all with a long line of people behind us. They all had to back out to let me out, and by the time we got back into the open, nobody felt like going back in. When my dad and I got home, his roommate called and asked if we were OK. When my dad asked why, his roommate told him that he was driving past the cave, and it turns out that it collapsed a little while after we left. Luckily, nobody was inside, we think. So I (presumably) saved a bunch of people's lives. — kameronm42a6b8e47
5. The Inspiring Dream
The night before Robin Williams died I had the most vivid dream of him talking to me backstage during my college graduation. He told me to live the best life I could live. When I found out the next day that he passed away I couldn't stop hyperventilating. Very upsetting. — kelseyb43d7f2179
6. The Perfectly Timed Birth
I was in the last week of my pregnancy when I had a dream that my son would be born on a Thursday. I had the dream on a Monday. On the Wednesday of that week, my water broke early in the morning. I went to the hospital and had to wait all day and night to go into surgery for a C-section. I finally got down to surgery at 11:00 pm and immediately thought, This isn't right, it's not Thursday! Surgery takes awhile…and my son was finally born at 12:01 am Thursday morning. — fallchyld
7. The Warning
I had a dream in which my late grandfather was driving and teaching me to drive. He said, "Now remember, sometimes when you think you'll have an accident, the worst thing you can do is slam on your brakes."
The next day, I was driving with my mom and my two-year-old in the car and some [jerk] ran a red light. As I saw what was happening, all I could hear was my grandfather saying "The worse thing to do is slam on your brakes." So I kept driving. The guy ended up clipping my back bumper, but if I had hit the brake like my instincts told me to, he would've plowed into us and probably seriously injured, if not killed, my son and I. — ilovetacos39
8. Something Old
When I was 10 years old my dad got me a bag of junk jewelry to take apart and reconfigure. Inside was a teensy little pin with the monogram "AK." I said to myself, "I won't need this unless I marry someone with a K last name." And I stuck it in a box and forgot about it.
13 years later, the day I became a Kennedy, it was my "something old." — amandak4a7974022
9. Dream Jinx
About 10 years ago, when I was at school, I would walk to my best friend's house and we would walk to school together. So this one night I have a totally vivid dream that I'm walking round for her for school, and when I look in her front window I see a workman who has hanged himself. I woke up and thought nothing of it other than how bizarre a dream it was.
So on the walk to school I started telling my friend the dream and she just stopped and stared at me, and then proceeded to tell me the rest of my dream in detail. She had the same dream about her house, but from her perspective of being in the house when it happened. The details, down to what the guy was wearing and where he did it, were identical. It was so bloody weird. I don't think I slept over there again! — theregoesmyheroxo
10. The Bad Feeling
Ever since I was little, once in a while I get this gut feeling that something bad is going to happen. I never know what it is, how badly it's going to affect somebody, or when it will happen. All I know is who. My senior year of high school, I knew that in my last class I had to see my friend Vince right away. No idea why, but I knew I had to give him a hug, a long hug, like I didn't want him to leave. I knew something was going to happen. Around 8:00 pm that night I messaged him over AIM, knowing we were going to a haunted house that upcoming weekend — but more importantly, to check on him to see if he was OK. He didn't answer, so I assumed that he would get it the next day. But apparently that was around the time he got hit by a car walking across the street. He died that night. I found out the next day. — juliep405625886
11. The Goodbye
When i was younger, my PaPa (my mom's dad) had quite a few health issues, so he was in a wheelchair. (Sidenote: my mom always told me that when someone dies and goes to heaven, all of their problems are gone, so my PaPa would, obviously, no longer be in a wheelchair.) When I was four, the night before we found out he had died, I vividly remember having a dream about him.
In the dream, he wasn't in his wheelchair. He walked up the stairs at the back of our house perfectly fine. He told me that he was going away and we wouldn't see each other for a long time, but I shouldn't worry, because he was going to be much happier, and not in pain. Then, he gave me a hug and told me to be a good girl for my mom and NaNa.
When I woke up, I had the strangest urge to go to his house, which we never do, but I told my mom about the dream. Later that day, my mom told me she had gone to his house, and he'd died while he was sleeping. I still get kind of freaked out when I think of it. — boobear100502
12. The Not-A-Prank-After-All
When I was 10, I told all of my friends that my mom was pregnant and that I was going to have a baby brother. I made the whole thing up for attention and popularity. Some of my friends even told their parents, who later called my parents and congratulated them on the pregnancy. I had absolutely no idea that my mom was ACTUALLY pregnant (in the very early stages) at the time I told my friends. She gave birth to my little brother nine months later. Freeeakkyy! — micheller435b43405
13. The Sweet Deal
I had a dream I found money on my night walk and that very night, while walking my dog, a gust of wind blew a $100 bill in front of my feet. The wind stopped blowing enough for me to pick it up…such a weird experience. — lucianokrystal
14. The Lucky Combo
One time I went to the local pet store with my best friend. We were walking by the snake cages, which were locked with padlocks, when I got this feeling that I could figure out the three-digit combination and unlock the cage.
I looked at my friend and said, "I'll bet you I can unlock this on the first try." She looked at me like, "Yeah, whatever."
I grabbed the lock, spun the first number to a zero, the second to nine and the last to eight. I looked at my friend and pulled down the lock. It popped open. Our jaws dropped. To make sure it wasn't just a faulty lock, I scrambled the numbers and pulled the lock again. It didn't open. I tried the 0-9-8 again and it worked. I don't know how I guessed the right combination on the first try, but I did have a feeling.
That night I was feeling so number lucky that I bought a lottery ticket. I didn't win. — Carley Danielle Colding (Facebook)
15. Ay, Papi
Once I was in a nightclub and there was a postcard of a very sexy guy modeling "Papi" underwear. I took the postcard home. I carried it around all the time. I had it on my desk at work. When people asked me who it was, I would say, "That's my boyfriend. Don't we make a good couple?"
Fast forward to about a year later, when I meet a very good-looking guy at a party after a fashion show. We exchange numbers. He asks me out on a date. I'm like, "You look so familiar, did you ever model Papi underwear?" Yep, it was him. He ended up actually being my boyfriend. We dated for about a year and a half. He's gone on to be big-time now, but we're still friends. — Nikki Green (Facebook)