This actual happened to a friend of my great grandmother. I know it's all true because everyone in my family is very honest and does not lie. Enjoy the TRUE story! Well he went to the very south of Chile. To do that, he had to take a bus to another city, then take a plane. When he just got off the bus, he met an old friend that he had not seen in several years.
It was years since they talked, so they chatted a while. My great grandmother's friend looked at his watch and saw that his plane was going to leave soon. He told his friend but his friend held him back and kept on talking. He ended up losing this plane. My grandmother's friend said "I'd go home and get another flight later".
He said goodbye to his friend and took another bus back home. Some time later, he learned that the flight that he was supposed go on crashed, killing all its passengers. He wanted to thank his friend for keeping him from taking that flight. Then he mentioned the story to another friend who looked at him surprised and responded, "That can't not be true *** (I completely forgot the name!) died a few years ago..."
He kept on wondering how did this happen? He asked all his friends, all replied the same...