A similar situation to the last story happened to me when I was 11. My best friend's older brother was "it" in hide-and-seek, cornered me in a room, and he asked me to do the same thing as the music teacher. He offered $20 (which is horrifying to think about now), but I had already (sadly) suffered this kind of abuse so I just refused and went to find my friend. I didn't tell anyone for a few years, but I avoided ever being alone with him again. The worst part to me is that when I finally told my friend what had occurred, her and her family didn't believe me and our friendship ended. But I'm proud of myself everyday for standing my ground and not letting him take advantage of me.
I’ve had so many “gut instinct saves” that they hardly stand out now. But one that I will never forget: a year before my husband died I got the worst, saddest, most helplessly tragic gut feeling I’d ever had. I knew something bad was coming, but I couldn’t figure out what, it kept happening all year and it really freaked my hubby out. I kept trying to narrow it down, figure it out; he was worried that I was secretly suicidal, so I stopped mentioning it. Pancreatic cancer took him almost one year to the day. Came out of nowhere, stage 4. He died within 2 weeks of his diagnosis.
Once while in college I had just gotten out of my nighttime summer class and was gonna walk home since I lived on campus, but i got the STRONGEST gut feeling of my life to not go alone. Thankfully I had remembered a vision impaired friend telling me that campus security is open to helping when she's out after dark and needs another person with her. To put things into context my campus was somewhat small, but situated smack dab in the middle of the woods, and the campus security office (which has 24/7 staff) was right across the walkway from me. I stood outside the door for almost 10 minutes hemming and hawing about whether or not it was all just in my head, but ultimately my gut feeling kept getting stronger and stronger until I could no longer ignore it. I walked over to security and had a hellova time trying to explain this intense gut feeling when I never saw or heard anything out of place. But what seemed to get through to them is when I told them that in all the years I've been there I've never ONCE ever felt like that. One of the security guards that was just about to go out on patrol was kind enough to drive me back and make sure I got to my housing okay. I never figured out what the feeling was trying to protect me from, but that was the first and only time it ever happened during my stay at that college. I later talked to my mom about it and she told me to always listen to my gut, even if I sound crazy trying to explain it to someone else.
One night for some reason I absolutely couldn't go to sleep and at 3am finally was ready for bed, opened my window to let some fresh air in, popped my head out to look outside and saw my neighbors house on fire, the fire had just started and i wouldn't have seen it if i hadn't opened my window. Everyone else was sleeping and the neighbor was injured so no way he would have gotten any help, thank god saw it in time
This has been asked before, but here goes. An elderly neighbor asked me to help him move some lumber. His backyard was full of miscellaneous stuff and there was a weeping willow tree that made part of it dark. As I went to move the first piece of wood, I thought, “What if there’s a spider there?” I grabbed a rake and moved the two by four on top and sure enough, there was a black widow there!
As a man myself, it is freaking insane how many men are out there that just see a woman walking down the street and decide 'yup, it's r*pe time!". Like.. there has got to be something wrong in the head with these people. They are less than human if they can't even control their lust like that
yeah, that's why i always stay aware of my surroundings at all times when im out in public, and when i'm walking to my car i always have to hold my keys like a weapon. i even keep a crowbar in my car just in case.
It isn't about sex, it's about power, and having more of it than someone else. Women, being =in general= smaller and weaker than men, make great victims. Especially when there are so many of them much smaller than the average man. I've come close a couple of times, and that was with men I used to trust, until that moment. Funny, having someone almost take advantage of you ruining your trust in them... Randos rarely do worse than hit on me, because I walk with purpose and generally stay alert.
Thy psychic boyfriend story is amazing. I've had gut feelings before but I wish they were on that level! P.s. I usually have gut feelings about my sister, I "know" when she is about to call me, I "knew" she was pregnant before she told me. She was like: "Guess what?!" I calmly said: "You are pregnant!" she was shook to say the least. It was not discussed before and she didn't show any behavior that would imply she was pregnant. I just knew.
So this might not count really, but when I was a little girl I never liked to have any of my friends (also little girls) over to my house. My dad was a mean man who liked to say and do cruel things to me, and so it may have been that, but it felt like something more. I don't know how to describe it, but I just didn't like him being near any of my friends. I remember the times I did have friends over I never left them alone. I'd always go with them, and thankfully they all kind of got the same feeling because they stopped wanting to come over. I can remember the last time I had a friend around my dad. We were like 16 yrs old and I remember standing in between her and my dad the whole time he talked to her, and then quickly getting her up out of there (we were going somewhere else anyway). It wasn't until my adult years that I found out apparently my dad has a 'thing' for underage girls. Yeah, it's exactly what you think it is. Again, not sure this counts since he was an a-hole to me so I knew he was cruel but it just felt like such a different vibe when he was around my friends.
so basically once when i was a sophomore in high school, i was sitting by myself on my phone while eating during lunch and this group of boys sat near me and i could near them snickering one of the boys asked if i was single. i asked him why he was asking me that. instead of him answering why he was asking me, he just kept asking if i’m single. i got up to throw away my trash from my lunch and this guy FOLLOWS ME, to where i’m throwing away my trash. at that point i started seeing red and quickly left the cafeteria to go hide in the bathroom until lunch was over. i never saw him nor his friends after that situation happened i feel like if i didn’t leave, he could’ve done something really bad to me
Few years ago I was at a coworker’s house party with my boyfriend. Neither of us are big into partying or drinking but it was a new job and I wanted to make friends so here we were. There was a guy there who no one really knew but he was friendly and the life of the party so people liked him. My Bf and I were weirded out by him and just kinda avoided him. We ended up leaving early cause we weren’t having a good time and the guy was making us uncomfortable. Well next Monday when I saw my coworker she told me what happened after I left. That guy got trashed and apparently found a gun (don’t know where) and started waving it around. Another guy disarmed him before he could shoot anyone and that killed the party. He was gonna stay over cause no one wanted him driving home drunk but then he kept trying to get in my coworker’s room and he had to get thrown out by her cousin. I haven’t gone to any parties since.
we were going garage saleing and my mom typically let me stay unbuckled so i could get out of the car easier since we were only driving 2-4 houses down the road at a time to the next sale. she looked back at me and saw i didn’t have a seatbelt on and she started yelling at me saying i should never be in the car without a seatbelt. she turned forward and was thinking to herself “i feel bad. i always let her stay unbuckled during garage sales. why did i yell at her. that was mean.” literally 5 mins later we get in a bad accident that totaled our car and would have killed me if i wasn’t buckled in. i had a black bruise in the shape of my seatbelt and the ambulance workers said i would’ve been ejected. something made her yell at me to put my seatbelt on when she had turned around. if she wouldn’t have i wouldn’t be here
3 scenarios I can think of: 1) My sis and I were walking home from our bus stop in our neighborhood. I didn't really get a gut feeling but I suddenly turned around to see this lady look at us and speed up her car. Since we didn't have sidewalks most kids tended to walk in the road, and out of panic I pushed my sister towards the curb as I ran for the grass myself, hoping that if we got hit it would be me and not her. Thankfully neither of us were hurt but that lady started screaming at us out of her window before driving off, and I'm still convinced she sped up on purpose to try and hit somebody 2) After moving we were walking to our bus stop which was further away and required us to cross two streets. Our school also started very early so it was still dark outside. Ahead of us I spotted a figure and stopped to watch it for a minute, but they didn't cross when the lights changed so I started to feel uneasy. I walked ahead of my sister and we came across this guy who looked homeless and he started hassling us for change. Homeless people aren't super common in my area because there's a lot more affluent families so I wasn't really convinced that he was homeless, but maybe he was. Anyway I was trying to make excuses for us to leave when I saw that the light turned red and the crosswalk was now available, so I grabbed my sister and ran across the street while glancing back to see if the man was following us. Thankfully he didn't and we never saw him again after that but it freaked me out and I got really close to my sister any time I saw men following or ahead of us because I was on high alert that we could get kidnapped or mugged 3) I was walking with my (not at the time) bf and my brother through a neighborhood towards the local lake and noticed a bunch of the people along that street staring at us, especially older men. Having already experienced the "homeless" guy I instinctively put myself between them instead of slightly behind because the whole neighborhood suddenly gave me bad vibes. Later when we got to the lake I mentioned it to them and my bf said it was kind of a shady neighborhood and to never walk through there alone. I make sure to go around along other roads any time I have to walk that direction if I'm not with someone Another one that my mom had was suddenly feeling super uncomfortable and restless, to the point where my dad started to get kinda irritated and asked her what was up. She said she thought her best friend was having her baby. Literally the next day they got a call from her announcing the baby's birth
I and 3 friends were out trick or treating one year (we were teenagers). After knocking at one apartment door we were invited in. At that point the guy asked one of his 2 friends where the candy was. We got the f out of there!
When I was about 9 I went to post a letter, for some reason I decided to take my 4 year old brother with me and didn't tell my parents where I was going. The postbox was only about 75 meters from our house but couldn't be seen from there, and you had to cross a busy main road as the postbox was on the other side. We'd successfully posted the letter and were waiting to cross back over the main road, which dipped steeply into a valley so couldn't see vehicles coming up the hill only hear them until they were almost upon you. As we were waiting I could hear a car coming and got this overwhelming bad feeling. I kept thinking over and over 'please don't stop, please don't stop'. The car breasted the hill, and of course it stopped. The man who was driving asked if we'd like a ride into town. I shook my head and said 'no thanks' but I was so terrified almost no sound came out so I doubt he heard it. I started to make plans to escape should the car door open. There was a garden behind me with a low wall and fir trees. I knew I'd get over in time but I'd have to drag my brother over, who'd have no idea what was going on. After what felt like a lifetime the man said ok and drove on. I quickly crossed the road at which point my mum came round the corner demanding to know what we were doing. She missed seeing the car by seconds. Even now almost 40 years later I can recall every detail. The car, a red MG with black roof; the driver, middle aged slim with hair and moustache similar in style to Freddie Mercury, and his companion in the passenger seat, obese, elderly man in a pale grey suit with grey well kept hair who just started through the windscreen and never looked at us once. I remember the feel of my brother's hand in mine and fear I felt. It still keeps me awake at night sometimes.
As I was riding passenger with my husband working on exiting the grocery store parking lot into 5:30 p.m commute. Traffic was steady when we were both surprised to see a fancy crotch rocket in the middle of the Lans, weaving through everyone who was in the much slower flow. I turned to my husband & said "he better slow down or he is going to get hurt!" As a few minutes pass, we can get in the lane of traffic, now has sped to the average speed. The next few blocks down, there is a woman screaming in a parking lot, as we are coming closer to get the view of the same person, same motorcycle, smeared over the sidewalk to the middle of the parking lot. Motionless. My husband was in shock at this because of what I had just said about the same person. It was town news that the guy had sadly not made it. I have a few different experiences that I have felt that with, to watch the moment play out with the exact same thing I said or very close to what I thought might happen.
Seriously though, the one about the guy slowing down because it's a snowy road? Like you should have been in the first place? What special kind of stupid does it take to be going to fast on an icy road anyway?
I was driving home fairly late one evening in rural countryside on a big wide road (well, easily enough for a lane in each direction anyway) miles from anywhere. It was teatime so nobody about, no traffic. Speed limit nominally 60 mph, which I was close too, as it was time for tea. Dark, but I could see clearly around a very very gentle sweeping wide bend. I had an irrepressible urge to SLOW DOWN, despite the fact that there was no hazard visible. As I slowed I spotted a pair of animal eyes off to one side, well clear of the road, very low, and a good distance ahead. A cat perhaps? But beyond the road verge. I felt compelled, and slowed further, probably only 30mph now, although the eyes were a bit nearer, they still were definitely clear off to the opposite side of the road. Suddenly, the eyes charged at me, striking the driver's side front wing, just below headlight, and by the time of impact I had braked to just about 5mph, as I stopped about 3 feet after being hit, by a mad badger. Seeing another pair of eyes approaching from the verge, I started up again and drove home without getting out, but repairs to the car cost over £200 back 15 years ago. Had I not slowed, and had it hit me at 60 mph, quite likely both of us would be dead instead of only 1.
One night as a kid my mom my uncle and I were driving back home from a Halloween festival at like 11 p.m. and my sister was following us in her ex boyfriends car this was the late 90s. And they were right behind us last time I checked and i checked again like 15 mins later. And didn't see them so i told my mom and uncle and they were like oh they probably took a different way or stopped somewhere in the middle of nowhere like wtf i had a feeling something happened. So i cried and basically forced my mother to turn around and see where they went.drove back like 25 mins and we found the car in a ditch on the side of the road upside down and hit a pile and the wires were catching the tree next to them on fire and my uncle jumped out and had to yank them out then car cause they were basically knocked out. But everything ended up fine thankfully
I was in high school at the time and it was valentines day. I spent the day with my boyfriend and it went pretty well. I was happy the whole day but once I started driving him home I got this overwhelming bad feeling. I was sobbing and blabbering to him that I felt like someone died or that someone was about to. In the moment I thought it could've been my childhood dog who was getting old and sicker by the day. I stopped crying and just felt bad the rest of the night. On my way back home from dropping him off my dad texted saying that my brother's grandma passed away. (My brothers and I have different mothers) I had met her only a few times throughout my life. That night they all gathered at my brother's house later that night and I told them about it. it was pretty shocking and got me convinced I'm phycic.
Just goes to show you how self centered the vast majority of people are. Oh you just narrowly avoided being mugged? Thank you for not even attempting to contact the police so others aren't put in this situation. So thoughtful of you.
Along time ago me and some friends were joyriding in a steamer we found, after an hour or so i told them let me out i felt like the car was done, told them all get out and walk away but they didn't instead they went to a mall to shoplift, they ran outside with arms full of stuff to find cops at the stolen getaway. i always trust my gut.
My mom occasionally forgets to turn the stove off. One night I was having trouble sleeping because of a noise I heard downstairs. When I went to go check it out there is an empty pot on the stove and the stove top was on. But the fact of the matter is I was very much contemplating just going to bed ignoring it and I'm glad I didn't.
A few yrs back, went to visit a friend about an hr away. On the way back had to stop for gas, it's midnight-1am. Pulled off the interstate into this gas station, well lit but no other cars at the pumps. I open my car door to get out and this big white van with dark windows pulls up to the pump right behind mine. Immediately had a terrible feeling, jumped back in my car and left.
In the mid-late 90’s, I was in an abusive relationship. I’d broken a rule, left with a friend and was in deep crap with my now ex. I started walking home, dreading what was coming. I’d gotten a ride from a friend that got me closer to home quicker. On the last stretch, I could literally see my back sliding door from the street, when a green Ford Explorer pulled up and offered me a ride. I declined, but he was insistent and I lacked strong boundaries, so I got in. The first thing I did was make sure the door latch worked so I could get out. I noticed his offense and played it off like this was habit, when in fact I’d never done it before or since. As we’re driving, he’s asking me what’s wrong and I tell him a little about what my deal was. Trying to be polite and not do a trauma dump on him, I tried asking him questions, to initiate two way conversation. His answers were all one word responses. I asked if he was from the area, he says no. But he’s navigating the neighborhood we’re driving thru like he’s done it a dozen times at least. He’s also driving like 15-20 mph. I looked around the vehicle and notice grating in the back of his Explorer, so asked if he had a big dog. I volunteered that I’d had Great Danes growing up. He says no, and nothing else. I wait, and drop “spastic chihuahua?” He says no, and nothing more. I started checking the back seat and notice more red flags. There’s a gym bag in the back, with the outline of a roll of tape, rope and other bits and bobs that didn’t fit together. We exit the neighborhood, and turn onto the street where I lived. I asked him to pull off before the driveway so my bf wouldn’t see me get out. He slows down, backs into this narrow driveway to nothing. Backs up almost to the gate, tucked into trees and brush. Everything in my body screamed GTFO NOW. He asks me to come around to the back of the vehicle so we could “talk”. The instant it was in “park”, my door opened and I was already backing away. I yelled thanks for the ride and took off in a dead run. He caught up to me as I hit the entrance, and saw me run up and knock/beat on several doors. My then bf came out, and I pointed out that this guy was creeping me. He drove by three times, and on the third pass, there were too many witnesses to be worth the risk. I didn’t think much about it and went on with life. A week later, I’m talking with a friend in the police department, and I’m describing this event. Her eyes keep getting bigger and bigger as I’m telling her this, and I finally asked what’s up. There was an active serial r*pist operating in the area. Extremely violent and brutal, and they had very little to go on for a description of him or his vehicle, due to the trauma suffered in these attacks. I helped with what I could. He was caught about a week or two later, disposing of his next victim’s remains.
When I was 8 or 9 we lived in an apartment complex (early 90s) so me and a few kids were outside playing alone. I was on my inline skates and the 4 other kids (one was my age, the other 3 were a few years younger) were playing among the two play ground areas. This car pulled in and then turned around at the other exit and came back and parked watching us. I knew something was off the moment he pulled in. I went and told the other kids to go inside and they did with no hesitation. I stayed out and skating the sidewalk staring him down. He quickly left after. It's been 30 years and I still don't think I've told my parents.
when I was around 13 our senior black lab went missing for 4 days. we all assumed he had gone off and died since he was around 17. well standing at the bus stop I heard barking. mom couldn't hear it but I was determined. she said that someone a few houses down in that direction had a dog but I was determined it was our lab. mom called dad and he started walking in the direction I poi8nted because he couldn't hear it either... until he got to the tree line. then he started running. he followed the sound until he found our old boy stuck in a ground hog hole with only he nose and paws sticking out. because I was so determined I heard OUR dog and no other he was saved that day and lived another year until he got paralyzed
A'ight, so boom. Me and God are pretty tight, right? So, when I was a freshmen in college, I was on my way to school when I wanted some breakfast. However, I was getting tired of fast food, so I proceeded to stop at this country looking spot on a corner not very far from my house. Before I could even get out of my car, God speaks up and tells me, "Boy, you ain't got no business being in there. Just go on to school." So I noped the frick out of there. I get the feeling I would have been exposed to a massive amount of racism in that particular restaurant. Glad I listened.
I got a similar vibe years later when I went to this Italian restaurant in a more bourgeois part of downtown. All I wanted was to eat some pasta, but I noticed I was the only black person in the restaurant. I got so uncomfortable, that I didn't even drink the water the waiter gave me. Noped the hell out of there.
I was taught to go when the light turned green to go.... I had done this all the time... on the way home from work I was stopped at a Red light then it turned green and something just stopped me... If I had started to drive I would have been T boned by a HUGE semi truck who couldn't stop in time... It would have hit my door... I have never gone on green since....
14:15 the board wouldn’t have done much but this guy definitely would’ve had 1 or 3 gnarly deep cuts from the fins. I’ve cut the tops of my feet open several times and they barely brushed me
The story with the girl on the phone is mad irritating. So you're a woman knowingly in an area that you know human trafficking is rampant in but yeah walk around not paying attention on your effing phone....
Huh. I've never sensed anything from other psychic people. Although one time I was in a room with a few other people and there was weird energy vortex in the room. I've never felt anything like it before or since. It almost made me dizzy, and I was very happy to leave that room. I still wonder what that was. Then again, I don't normally sense things about people. I can see spirits, but mainly I sense elemental energy, not human stuff. Maybe that's why.
So I was moving and I was sell the entertainment center and I had a buyer I told her I only accept cash or cashapp. Long story short she try to scam me by saying she paid early before seeing it and luckily I called my people and they told me to report and block that person and I did
I work at a Jr high school and I was cleaning the urinals and this male student came in went right to the urinal I looked up at him he looked at me with this great big smile. I said no this bathroom is closed you need to use another bathroom as he tried to pull it out. He took off I think he was about 12 or so. I'm a male also if I wouldn't of said anything I'd think he would of done something shady to get me fired and arrested.
Less creepy possibility why a guy wih a hoodie and dark sun glasses falow you ?! There is no less creepy possibility when a guy looks like the freaking Una Bomber.
The boyfriend with the little sister has super senses, dude knew the future of his sister and got to his family ASAP
A similar situation to the last story happened to me when I was 11. My best friend's older brother was "it" in hide-and-seek, cornered me in a room, and he asked me to do the same thing as the music teacher. He offered $20 (which is horrifying to think about now), but I had already (sadly) suffered this kind of abuse so I just refused and went to find my friend. I didn't tell anyone for a few years, but I avoided ever being alone with him again. The worst part to me is that when I finally told my friend what had occurred, her and her family didn't believe me and our friendship ended. But I'm proud of myself everyday for standing my ground and not letting him take advantage of me.
good job 👏
I’ve had so many “gut instinct saves” that they hardly stand out now. But one that I will never forget: a year before my husband died I got the worst, saddest, most helplessly tragic gut feeling I’d ever had. I knew something bad was coming, but I couldn’t figure out what, it kept happening all year and it really freaked my hubby out. I kept trying to narrow it down, figure it out; he was worried that I was secretly suicidal, so I stopped mentioning it. Pancreatic cancer took him almost one year to the day. Came out of nowhere, stage 4. He died within 2 weeks of his diagnosis.
Condolences. 😶
Once while in college I had just gotten out of my nighttime summer class and was gonna walk home since I lived on campus, but i got the STRONGEST gut feeling of my life to not go alone. Thankfully I had remembered a vision impaired friend telling me that campus security is open to helping when she's out after dark and needs another person with her. To put things into context my campus was somewhat small, but situated smack dab in the middle of the woods, and the campus security office (which has 24/7 staff) was right across the walkway from me. I stood outside the door for almost 10 minutes hemming and hawing about whether or not it was all just in my head, but ultimately my gut feeling kept getting stronger and stronger until I could no longer ignore it. I walked over to security and had a hellova time trying to explain this intense gut feeling when I never saw or heard anything out of place. But what seemed to get through to them is when I told them that in all the years I've been there I've never ONCE ever felt like that. One of the security guards that was just about to go out on patrol was kind enough to drive me back and make sure I got to my housing okay. I never figured out what the feeling was trying to protect me from, but that was the first and only time it ever happened during my stay at that college. I later talked to my mom about it and she told me to always listen to my gut, even if I sound crazy trying to explain it to someone else.
One night for some reason I absolutely couldn't go to sleep and at 3am finally was ready for bed, opened my window to let some fresh air in, popped my head out to look outside and saw my neighbors house on fire, the fire had just started and i wouldn't have seen it if i hadn't opened my window. Everyone else was sleeping and the neighbor was injured so no way he would have gotten any help, thank god saw it in time
This has been asked before, but here goes. An elderly neighbor asked me to help him move some lumber. His backyard was full of miscellaneous stuff and there was a weeping willow tree that made part of it dark. As I went to move the first piece of wood, I thought, “What if there’s a spider there?” I grabbed a rake and moved the two by four on top and sure enough, there was a black widow there!
I'm assuming it was a female black widow
@@dovahkiin6488 nah it was a male
As a man myself, it is freaking insane how many men are out there that just see a woman walking down the street and decide 'yup, it's r*pe time!". Like.. there has got to be something wrong in the head with these people. They are less than human if they can't even control their lust like that
yeah, that's why i always stay aware of my surroundings at all times when im out in public, and when i'm walking to my car i always have to hold my keys like a weapon. i even keep a crowbar in my car just in case.
It’s not even lust they do it to feel powerful and take advantage of the vulnerable
It isn't about sex, it's about power, and having more of it than someone else. Women, being =in general= smaller and weaker than men, make great victims. Especially when there are so many of them much smaller than the average man.
I've come close a couple of times, and that was with men I used to trust, until that moment. Funny, having someone almost take advantage of you ruining your trust in them... Randos rarely do worse than hit on me, because I walk with purpose and generally stay alert.
Definitely troubling that that happened so f****** often
Gut feelings are a life-saver
Thy psychic boyfriend story is amazing. I've had gut feelings before but I wish they were on that level!
P.s. I usually have gut feelings about my sister, I "know" when she is about to call me, I "knew" she was pregnant before she told me. She was like: "Guess what?!" I calmly said: "You are pregnant!" she was shook to say the least. It was not discussed before and she didn't show any behavior that would imply she was pregnant. I just knew.
So this might not count really, but when I was a little girl I never liked to have any of my friends (also little girls) over to my house. My dad was a mean man who liked to say and do cruel things to me, and so it may have been that, but it felt like something more. I don't know how to describe it, but I just didn't like him being near any of my friends. I remember the times I did have friends over I never left them alone. I'd always go with them, and thankfully they all kind of got the same feeling because they stopped wanting to come over. I can remember the last time I had a friend around my dad. We were like 16 yrs old and I remember standing in between her and my dad the whole time he talked to her, and then quickly getting her up out of there (we were going somewhere else anyway). It wasn't until my adult years that I found out apparently my dad has a 'thing' for underage girls. Yeah, it's exactly what you think it is. Again, not sure this counts since he was an a-hole to me so I knew he was cruel but it just felt like such a different vibe when he was around my friends.
I wish the mom who caught the toddlers running by the pool would have said something to the parents of the other toddlers as well to warn them.
Yeah now a kid has to drown for anyone else to know
so basically once when i was a sophomore in high school, i was sitting by myself on my phone while eating during lunch and this group of boys sat near me and i could near them snickering
one of the boys asked if i was single. i asked him why he was asking me that. instead of him answering why he was asking me, he just kept asking if i’m single. i got up to throw away my trash from my lunch and this guy FOLLOWS ME, to where i’m throwing away my trash. at that point i started seeing red and quickly left the cafeteria to go hide in the bathroom until lunch was over. i never saw him nor his friends after that situation happened
i feel like if i didn’t leave, he could’ve done something really bad to me
Few years ago I was at a coworker’s house party with my boyfriend. Neither of us are big into partying or drinking but it was a new job and I wanted to make friends so here we were. There was a guy there who no one really knew but he was friendly and the life of the party so people liked him. My Bf and I were weirded out by him and just kinda avoided him. We ended up leaving early cause we weren’t having a good time and the guy was making us uncomfortable. Well next Monday when I saw my coworker she told me what happened after I left. That guy got trashed and apparently found a gun (don’t know where) and started waving it around. Another guy disarmed him before he could shoot anyone and that killed the party. He was gonna stay over cause no one wanted him driving home drunk but then he kept trying to get in my coworker’s room and he had to get thrown out by her cousin. I haven’t gone to any parties since.
we were going garage saleing and my mom typically let me stay unbuckled so i could get out of the car easier since we were only driving 2-4 houses down the road at a time to the next sale. she looked back at me and saw i didn’t have a seatbelt on and she started yelling at me saying i should never be in the car without a seatbelt. she turned forward and was thinking to herself “i feel bad. i always let her stay unbuckled during garage sales. why did i yell at her. that was mean.” literally 5 mins later we get in a bad accident that totaled our car and would have killed me if i wasn’t buckled in. i had a black bruise in the shape of my seatbelt and the ambulance workers said i would’ve been ejected. something made her yell at me to put my seatbelt on when she had turned around. if she wouldn’t have i wouldn’t be here
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Why do you appear so frightened? Is someone forcing you to do this? We can help you.
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3 scenarios I can think of:
1) My sis and I were walking home from our bus stop in our neighborhood. I didn't really get a gut feeling but I suddenly turned around to see this lady look at us and speed up her car. Since we didn't have sidewalks most kids tended to walk in the road, and out of panic I pushed my sister towards the curb as I ran for the grass myself, hoping that if we got hit it would be me and not her. Thankfully neither of us were hurt but that lady started screaming at us out of her window before driving off, and I'm still convinced she sped up on purpose to try and hit somebody
2) After moving we were walking to our bus stop which was further away and required us to cross two streets. Our school also started very early so it was still dark outside. Ahead of us I spotted a figure and stopped to watch it for a minute, but they didn't cross when the lights changed so I started to feel uneasy. I walked ahead of my sister and we came across this guy who looked homeless and he started hassling us for change. Homeless people aren't super common in my area because there's a lot more affluent families so I wasn't really convinced that he was homeless, but maybe he was. Anyway I was trying to make excuses for us to leave when I saw that the light turned red and the crosswalk was now available, so I grabbed my sister and ran across the street while glancing back to see if the man was following us. Thankfully he didn't and we never saw him again after that but it freaked me out and I got really close to my sister any time I saw men following or ahead of us because I was on high alert that we could get kidnapped or mugged
3) I was walking with my (not at the time) bf and my brother through a neighborhood towards the local lake and noticed a bunch of the people along that street staring at us, especially older men. Having already experienced the "homeless" guy I instinctively put myself between them instead of slightly behind because the whole neighborhood suddenly gave me bad vibes. Later when we got to the lake I mentioned it to them and my bf said it was kind of a shady neighborhood and to never walk through there alone. I make sure to go around along other roads any time I have to walk that direction if I'm not with someone
Another one that my mom had was suddenly feeling super uncomfortable and restless, to the point where my dad started to get kinda irritated and asked her what was up. She said she thought her best friend was having her baby. Literally the next day they got a call from her announcing the baby's birth
I and 3 friends were out trick or treating one year (we were teenagers). After knocking at one apartment door we were invited in. At that point the guy asked one of his 2 friends where the candy was. We got the f out of there!
My cat woke up my husband because I was having an asthma attack in my sleep.
When I was about 9 I went to post a letter, for some reason I decided to take my 4 year old brother with me and didn't tell my parents where I was going. The postbox was only about 75 meters from our house but couldn't be seen from there, and you had to cross a busy main road as the postbox was on the other side. We'd successfully posted the letter and were waiting to cross back over the main road, which dipped steeply into a valley so couldn't see vehicles coming up the hill only hear them until they were almost upon you. As we were waiting I could hear a car coming and got this overwhelming bad feeling. I kept thinking over and over 'please don't stop, please don't stop'. The car breasted the hill, and of course it stopped. The man who was driving asked if we'd like a ride into town. I shook my head and said 'no thanks' but I was so terrified almost no sound came out so I doubt he heard it. I started to make plans to escape should the car door open. There was a garden behind me with a low wall and fir trees. I knew I'd get over in time but I'd have to drag my brother over, who'd have no idea what was going on. After what felt like a lifetime the man said ok and drove on. I quickly crossed the road at which point my mum came round the corner demanding to know what we were doing. She missed seeing the car by seconds. Even now almost 40 years later I can recall every detail. The car, a red MG with black roof; the driver, middle aged slim with hair and moustache similar in style to Freddie Mercury, and his companion in the passenger seat, obese, elderly man in a pale grey suit with grey well kept hair who just started through the windscreen and never looked at us once. I remember the feel of my brother's hand in mine and fear I felt. It still keeps me awake at night sometimes.
My mom wasn't answering her phone so I went over and found her on the floor half dead. I just knew even though she didn't always answer the phone
As I was riding passenger with my husband working on exiting the grocery store parking lot into 5:30 p.m commute. Traffic was steady when we were both surprised to see a fancy crotch rocket in the middle of the Lans, weaving through everyone who was in the much slower flow. I turned to my husband & said "he better slow down or he is going to get hurt!" As a few minutes pass, we can get in the lane of traffic, now has sped to the average speed. The next few blocks down, there is a woman screaming in a parking lot, as we are coming closer to get the view of the same person, same motorcycle, smeared over the sidewalk to the middle of the parking lot. Motionless. My husband was in shock at this because of what I had just said about the same person. It was town news that the guy had sadly not made it. I have a few different experiences that I have felt that with, to watch the moment play out with the exact same thing I said or very close to what I thought might happen.
Seriously though, the one about the guy slowing down because it's a snowy road? Like you should have been in the first place? What special kind of stupid does it take to be going to fast on an icy road anyway?
I was driving home fairly late one evening in rural countryside on a big wide road (well, easily enough for a lane in each direction anyway) miles from anywhere. It was teatime so nobody about, no traffic. Speed limit nominally 60 mph, which I was close too, as it was time for tea. Dark, but I could see clearly around a very very gentle sweeping wide bend. I had an irrepressible urge to SLOW DOWN, despite the fact that there was no hazard visible. As I slowed I spotted a pair of animal eyes off to one side, well clear of the road, very low, and a good distance ahead. A cat perhaps? But beyond the road verge. I felt compelled, and slowed further, probably only 30mph now, although the eyes were a bit nearer, they still were definitely clear off to the opposite side of the road. Suddenly, the eyes charged at me, striking the driver's side front wing, just below headlight, and by the time of impact I had braked to just about 5mph, as I stopped about 3 feet after being hit, by a mad badger. Seeing another pair of eyes approaching from the verge, I started up again and drove home without getting out, but repairs to the car cost over £200 back 15 years ago. Had I not slowed, and had it hit me at 60 mph, quite likely both of us would be dead instead of only 1.
So glad you're taking care of yourself ❤
Hold up… Wait a minute.. Something ain’t right
One night as a kid my mom my uncle and I were driving back home from a Halloween festival at like 11 p.m. and my sister was following us in her ex boyfriends car this was the late 90s. And they were right behind us last time I checked and i checked again like 15 mins later. And didn't see them so i told my mom and uncle and they were like oh they probably took a different way or stopped somewhere in the middle of nowhere like wtf i had a feeling something happened. So i cried and basically forced my mother to turn around and see where they went.drove back like 25 mins and we found the car in a ditch on the side of the road upside down and hit a pile and the wires were catching the tree next to them on fire and my uncle jumped out and had to yank them out then car cause they were basically knocked out. But everything ended up fine thankfully
I was in high school at the time and it was valentines day. I spent the day with my boyfriend and it went pretty well. I was happy the whole day but once I started driving him home I got this overwhelming bad feeling. I was sobbing and blabbering to him that I felt like someone died or that someone was about to. In the moment I thought it could've been my childhood dog who was getting old and sicker by the day. I stopped crying and just felt bad the rest of the night. On my way back home from dropping him off my dad texted saying that my brother's grandma passed away. (My brothers and I have different mothers) I had met her only a few times throughout my life. That night they all gathered at my brother's house later that night and I told them about it. it was pretty shocking and got me convinced I'm phycic.
Just goes to show you how self centered the vast majority of people are. Oh you just narrowly avoided being mugged? Thank you for not even attempting to contact the police so others aren't put in this situation. So thoughtful of you.
nothing they could do. being creepy is not a crime
@@wnytrashtrucksyou can still call non emergency and they might guide a patrol that way
Along time ago me and some friends were joyriding in a steamer we found, after an hour or so i told them let me out i felt like the car was done, told them all get out and walk away but they didn't instead they went to a mall to shoplift, they ran outside with arms full of stuff to find cops at the stolen getaway. i always trust my gut.
18:53 Psychics do not exist. If one did, they have a $1m prize just waiting for them at the Randi foundation.
My mom occasionally forgets to turn the stove off. One night I was having trouble sleeping because of a noise I heard downstairs. When I went to go check it out there is an empty pot on the stove and the stove top was on. But the fact of the matter is I was very much contemplating just going to bed ignoring it and I'm glad I didn't.
A few yrs back, went to visit a friend about an hr away. On the way back had to stop for gas, it's midnight-1am. Pulled off the interstate into this gas station, well lit but no other cars at the pumps. I open my car door to get out and this big white van with dark windows pulls up to the pump right behind mine. Immediately had a terrible feeling, jumped back in my car and left.
In the mid-late 90’s, I was in an abusive relationship. I’d broken a rule, left with a friend and was in deep crap with my now ex. I started walking home, dreading what was coming. I’d gotten a ride from a friend that got me closer to home quicker. On the last stretch, I could literally see my back sliding door from the street, when a green Ford Explorer pulled up and offered me a ride. I declined, but he was insistent and I lacked strong boundaries, so I got in.
The first thing I did was make sure the door latch worked so I could get out. I noticed his offense and played it off like this was habit, when in fact I’d never done it before or since. As we’re driving, he’s asking me what’s wrong and I tell him a little about what my deal was.
Trying to be polite and not do a trauma dump on him, I tried asking him questions, to initiate two way conversation. His answers were all one word responses. I asked if he was from the area, he says no. But he’s navigating the neighborhood we’re driving thru like he’s done it a dozen times at least. He’s also driving like 15-20 mph. I looked around the vehicle and notice grating in the back of his Explorer, so asked if he had a big dog. I volunteered that I’d had Great Danes growing up. He says no, and nothing else. I wait, and drop “spastic chihuahua?” He says no, and nothing more. I started checking the back seat and notice more red flags. There’s a gym bag in the back, with the outline of a roll of tape, rope and other bits and bobs that didn’t fit together.
We exit the neighborhood, and turn onto the street where I lived. I asked him to pull off before the driveway so my bf wouldn’t see me get out. He slows down, backs into this narrow driveway to nothing. Backs up almost to the gate, tucked into trees and brush. Everything in my body screamed GTFO NOW. He asks me to come around to the back of the vehicle so we could “talk”. The instant it was in “park”, my door opened and I was already backing away. I yelled thanks for the ride and took off in a dead run. He caught up to me as I hit the entrance, and saw me run up and knock/beat on several doors. My then bf came out, and I pointed out that this guy was creeping me. He drove by three times, and on the third pass, there were too many witnesses to be worth the risk. I didn’t think much about it and went on with life.
A week later, I’m talking with a friend in the police department, and I’m describing this event. Her eyes keep getting bigger and bigger as I’m telling her this, and I finally asked what’s up. There was an active serial r*pist operating in the area. Extremely violent and brutal, and they had very little to go on for a description of him or his vehicle, due to the trauma suffered in these attacks. I helped with what I could. He was caught about a week or two later, disposing of his next victim’s remains.
When I was 8 or 9 we lived in an apartment complex (early 90s) so me and a few kids were outside playing alone. I was on my inline skates and the 4 other kids (one was my age, the other 3 were a few years younger) were playing among the two play ground areas. This car pulled in and then turned around at the other exit and came back and parked watching us. I knew something was off the moment he pulled in. I went and told the other kids to go inside and they did with no hesitation. I stayed out and skating the sidewalk staring him down. He quickly left after. It's been 30 years and I still don't think I've told my parents.
The Pheonix fairies are pretty great around here, very loud, very helpful.
when I was around 13 our senior black lab went missing for 4 days. we all assumed he had gone off and died since he was around 17. well standing at the bus stop I heard barking. mom couldn't hear it but I was determined. she said that someone a few houses down in that direction had a dog but I was determined it was our lab. mom called dad and he started walking in the direction I poi8nted because he couldn't hear it either... until he got to the tree line. then he started running. he followed the sound until he found our old boy stuck in a ground hog hole with only he nose and paws sticking out. because I was so determined I heard OUR dog and no other he was saved that day and lived another year until he got paralyzed
A'ight, so boom. Me and God are pretty tight, right? So, when I was a freshmen in college, I was on my way to school when I wanted some breakfast. However, I was getting tired of fast food, so I proceeded to stop at this country looking spot on a corner not very far from my house. Before I could even get out of my car, God speaks up and tells me, "Boy, you ain't got no business being in there. Just go on to school." So I noped the frick out of there. I get the feeling I would have been exposed to a massive amount of racism in that particular restaurant. Glad I listened.
I got a similar vibe years later when I went to this Italian restaurant in a more bourgeois part of downtown. All I wanted was to eat some pasta, but I noticed I was the only black person in the restaurant. I got so uncomfortable, that I didn't even drink the water the waiter gave me. Noped the hell out of there.
Some very nice driving practices in quite a few of these...
I was taught to go when the light turned green to go.... I had done this all the time... on the way home from work I was stopped at a Red light then it turned green and something just stopped me... If I had started to drive I would have been T boned by a HUGE semi truck who couldn't stop in time... It would have hit my door... I have never gone on green since....
It's kind of ironic but these got feeling videos always give me a gut feeling
Love these videos
14:15 the board wouldn’t have done much but this guy definitely would’ve had 1 or 3 gnarly deep cuts from the fins. I’ve cut the tops of my feet open several times and they barely brushed me
The story with the girl on the phone is mad irritating. So you're a woman knowingly in an area that you know human trafficking is rampant in but yeah walk around not paying attention on your effing phone....
Best I got was I didn't notice a car coming. Gut feeling saved me from getting hit. One more step and I would have.
Cops don't make us safer.
Huh. I've never sensed anything from other psychic people. Although one time I was in a room with a few other people and there was weird energy vortex in the room. I've never felt anything like it before or since. It almost made me dizzy, and I was very happy to leave that room. I still wonder what that was. Then again, I don't normally sense things about people. I can see spirits, but mainly I sense elemental energy, not human stuff. Maybe that's why.
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Get this feelings quit often when S Hits the fan.
So I was moving and I was sell the entertainment center and I had a buyer I told her I only accept cash or cashapp. Long story short she try to scam me by saying she paid early before seeing it and luckily I called my people and they told me to report and block that person and I did
Uhhhh memories don't resurface
3:04 Thats still ghosts
I think I don't have gut feelings warning me of danger
I work at a Jr high school and I was cleaning the urinals and this male student came in went right to the urinal I looked up at him he looked at me with this great big smile. I said no this bathroom is closed you need to use another bathroom as he tried to pull it out. He took off I think he was about 12 or so. I'm a male also if I wouldn't of said anything I'd think he would of done something shady to get me fired and arrested.
I see commenting "first" has changed to "turtle approved". Kids shouldn't be watching these videos
Final Destination in real life
The story at 18:54 was so stupid and anticlimactic lol
This one time, I was gonna make a comment but I didn't. Found out it's all a sham.
Less creepy possibility why a guy wih a hoodie and dark sun glasses falow you ?!
There is no less creepy possibility when a guy looks like the freaking Una Bomber.
0:10 you missed out on pretty good Seds my dude. Cougars are really skillef
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That last one just had me disgusted