I was a Travel Agent at the time the first premonition incident occurred. I suspect because I was immersed in air travel and love airplanes I was tuned into aircraft. Who knows?
I woke up from a nasty dream one morning sweating, heart pounding. I ran into the kitchen and told my room-mate (also a travel agent at the same place I worked) what I dreamt as we got ready for work. I dreamt that I saw, as a bystander, a DC10 aircraft take off from the runway, then slowly do a half roll then head down and crash. I didn't see the actual explosion or burning, the dream ended immediately and I kept getting, Anchorage, Alaska. Anchorage, Alaska. My room-mate told me to write it down, we were both upset by this dream and left for work troubled. Later that morning, AA flight 191 crashed upon take off from Chicago O'Hare airport, killing everyone on board. The engine dropped off upon take off. It took off, rolled and crashed off airport property. AA American Airlines, AA Anchorage Alaska. My roommate and I were mentally sick for the rest of week we were so sad and shocked.
My sister was due to give birth any day, my then ex husband and I were traveling down the freeway one morning, close to our home. It was a beautiful sunny day with high cumulus clouds. One formation caught my eye, it was shaped like a pregnant woman, legs bent, giving birth! I excitedly told my ex my sister was having her baby, we went home and were contacted within the hour to be told she had given birth to a healthy baby boy. They had checked in early morning the previous night and not wanting to wake anyone up, decided not to call the family, after all, the previous baby took 46 hours to come. Surprise, this one came fast!
I was taking a wonderful bath midday, my son was asleep and all was quiet. I heard the front door open, (it makes a cracking sound when it open and closes) a few footfalls on the tile surrounding the door, and something drop on the floor, like a backpack or briefcase. Thinking my husband had come home for lunch, I called out to him. No answer. I called again. Nothing. My heart in my mouth, all I could think of was "intruder, protect my baby!" I immediately flew out of the tub, grabbed my bathrobe and launched out into the hallway that opens into the living room and front door- ready to attack... There was nothing there! In a panic, I threw open the front door, looked down the stairs leading to the driveway, nothing. Such a short time had passed whoever it was could not have escaped me, my house was just too small and being on a hillside, there was no where to hide! I was stumped, and scared.
Story 4. I was home sick, my son was home sick, we were both in bed. My bedroom connects to the hallway leading into the living room, a quick glance out the door and I can see the front door. I was awake when I heard the front door open. "crack!" I heard the footsteps on the tile. I heard the footsteps crossing the living room, enter the wood floor hallway, walk to my door and pause. I thought it was my sister but then I thought, no she always says "Helllllooooo" and only pops her head in the door. I was terrified! I was facing the other wall, I was looking at the lamp, ready to grab swing and hit. Nothing. I grabbed the lamp, flipped over to take on my intruder, nothing. I was out of bed in a flash, broken lamp in hand, nothing in my sons room, the kitchen or living room. The door was closed and locked. This happened 3 month ago. I have no explanation for these two incidents, I could feel no emotions from whom ever visited me nor sense anything. I checked with my ex by phone immediately after, he was on a job site.