My First Psychic Experience, 1969

It was December 1969. I was 3 years old. My family went to Disneyland for the day. It was quite a special experience for all since it had not been open for long. On the way home, I began crying in the car uncontrollable crying. I was sobbing. My parents asked what was wrong and I told them the Christmas had fallen down. I don't remember too much except it was dark and I was crying and my sister who was 10 years older than me was sitting next to me and my grand parents were with us in the car and they all laughed. They thought it was pretty original I suppose. They kept telling me it was okay and the tree would be up when we arrived home.

How could a little girl come up with something so ridiculous? My dad put it up himself - he was a detail oriented person and loved doing projects he would not have made it unsturdy. We came home, it was dark outside. We walked into the living and low and behold, the Christmas was down, the ornaments some broken on the floor. My parents couldn't believe it. This was my first incident of many and there was no explanation to why it ever fell over or how I knew it fell when we had been at Disneyland for the day. (We did not have pets in the house.) It was a great memory for all for years to come.

Possibly when you are young you listen to yourself without being influenced if it's strange or not. It came into my mind and I reacted to it. It has happened many of times since, this was my first psychic experience. My mother told me I was born under a special star and maybe she was right.