This doesn't involve ghosts, however I have so much respect for the community at YGS and the psychics here that I'd rather get help from you rather than from anyone else.
I've never shared these stories in a public forum before... Because I think it seems crazy. I didn't get into the paranormal because I wanted to believe, but because I was forced to believe. Some of my closest friends have heard my stories. I recently looked into the "indigo child" phenomenon and I'm sort of freaking out. But my rationality kicks in and I say it's just a personality type. Premonitions are nothing but a hiccup in the time-space continuum. My mother and I discussed our experiences. She's seen people's past and future. She's seen their whole. We *know* people. (Psychics know what I mean.) That's our thing. Well, it was our thing. I guess we both walked away from it. I built my barricade after my 13th birthday. I suspect this is why I can't detect hauntings.
I don't see ghosts. I didn't believe in them for the entirety of my life until I started reading stories on YGS. I've never seen a ghost. I've visited "haunted" places with friends giggling and ready to scare me. I see and hear nothing. They freak out. They run away. I've been pulled quite aggressively from "dangerous" places such as the Maxdale Cemetery in Texas. I really wanted to see the awesome cemetery with all these old tombstones dedicated to people who died in service to their country. But no. My male military friends yanked me by the arms and dragged me back to their car because they had a scary experience there. By the way, I dug into the history of that bridge, and while it is true that a man lost his fiance to the river, he did not hang himself on that bridge. It's just folklore.
There have been so many occurrences in my life. I guess I'll start with the one which shows just how clear my premonitions are.
My room mate during my early college years had a boyfriend with whom she was incredibly close. They were basically soul mates, or even twin flames (I learned that term just this week). However her boyfriend decided upon graduation that he would go on a bike trip from Seattle to southern California, then settle down in San Diego where his job for the Autumn was lined up. They mutually agreed that a long-distance relationship wasn't feasible, so they broke up. I found them in tears in our living room. They love each other SO much. I asked what happened. They said they broke up. I was floored. How can two people so incredibly and obviously meant for one another not be together?
That night, I had a dream that he proposed to her in a hotel room in a desert-like place. I thought it was Nevada.
The next day, I told her about my dream while making coffee in the kitchen. She responded, "I'm moving to California." I said wait, what? It was only a dream. She said "No, in MY culture, we pay attention to prophecies." (She's Taiwanese.) So she found an apartment and moved to San Diego. Meanwhile I'm like WTF it was just a dream.
In my dream, she was really shocked at the proposal. Well, as it turns out, just one month later, her boyfriend proposed to her. In a hotel. And yes, she was shocked. I was shocked. We didn't think this would happen so soon! One month? Less than half a year later, they were married. And they are together to this day.
I thought she was crazy to follow the dream I had, but now I take great joy in knowing I'm the only person who saw the proposal when it happened.:D
However, it's a little weird because in every other premonition, I saw everything from my own point of view before I was in that moment. If that makes sense. Basically it was like remembering the future. I'd see something, then I'd experience it exactly as I remembered later on, whether it would be seconds, minutes, days, months, or years later. (And thanks to my diary entries, I finally figured out I saw things years before they happened. I didn't realize this until a year or so ago.)
This is a long-winded story and I'm sorry about that. But there's one thing that's been bugging me for a long time. I have no scientific explanation for it. I can sort of explain the room mate proposal away using the time-space continuum and how souls can move through it (my mother's and my hypothesis, anyhow). But I don't know what to think regarding this super weird experience.
When I was in high school, I was in marching band. Eventually I became drum major. We were marching down the street in the summer as we always did for practice to be in the parade and potentially the rodeo. Every weeknight. But one night, I started to smell smoke. I asked others if they smelled it. They said no. Then my left arm literally felt like it was on fire. It took all my willpower to not scream. I almost dropped my flute, but instead held it while bracing my arm and wincing. Kids asked what was wrong. I said my arm was on fire and I didn't know why. The trombone-players were right behind us. One trombone player, let's call him Bee, had a huge crush on me, so I'm sure he soaked in all the details. I spent the next half hour or so in terrible pain, breathing in smoke and having my arm on fire.
The next day in class, Bee asked me which arm it was I had felt on fire. I said the left arm. He then asked me if I'd read the news about the boy scout troop leader who'd accidentally set a barn on fire. Apparently he was teaching some kids how to start a fire without matches. In a barn. Surrounded by hay. His words were, "Guess which arm he burned." (My response: Uhm. What?) Then he asked me how I knew. I don't know! What the hell.
I understand the premonitions. I understand seeing people. But I don't understand feeling what someone else is experiencing at the moment it happens. Can someone offer me some sort of explanation? I'll love you forever if you can make some sense of this. This has haunted me for over half my life. I'm looking mainly at you. You feel it. You know it. Help. <3