I consider myself a skeptic, I find it very hard to believe in fairy tales or things that I consider impossible, but I must recognize that when I think about certain events that seemed impossible but still happened for real, I feel forced to believe there’s much more to this world that we could ever imagine.
I had quite a few interesting experiences so far, but I don’t want to make this reply too long or tedious, so I’ll share just one, at least for now. If this thread actually seems to be appealing to others I will for sure add more stories.
Dreaming with the future
I had wild dreams when I was a child, but one of the wildest I had was not crazy because of the dream itself, but because almost everything I dreamed of except something I avoided on purpose happened in real life when I woke up in the morning.
I was just starting to go to kindergarten, I was probably 5 or 6 years old, and I didn’t quite liked the stress of going to that place everyday, so I’m not sure what could’ve caused the “prediction” but I suspect that might be part of the reason.
Anyways, when I went to the kindergarten that morning, everything was strange. For some reason, I knew about everything that was about to happen during that day, absolutely everything, because I dreamed about it with all the details the night before!
It was like a perpetual déjà vu, I knew all the conversations that I was about to have, all the toys that me and my friends were about to use and that I was gonna hurt my hand with the bathroom door after another child slammed it when I had my fingers in between the door and the wall. The only thing is, I didn’t actually hurt my fingers! I knew about it so I stayed away from the door, and exactly when I knew he would slam the door, boom! He slammed it while fooling around the bathroom with some of his friends.
Now, I have little to no memories since when I was that young, but because of how surreal and crazy that day was, I can still somehow remember the most important details about that day, probably because, even if I wasn’t too impressed with the experience, I still thought it was quite creepy and strange, regardless of my age.
If that were to happen today, I’d totally freak out, but since I was so young and naive and my mother didn’t seem to think it was such a big deal (she probably thought I was lying) I eventually stopped caring too much about it until I was old enough to realize that was actually kind of a big deal.