I can see the future. Let me leave it at that.
As far back as I can remember, I have been able to "see", be it in my dreams or moments before, the future. The earliest memory I have is laying in my bed as a small child, on the mere edge of sleep, and suddenly feeling very out of my body. It's like I was there, with my mind and in the flesh, but my spirit was elsewhere. Then like a sheet draped over my head, I began to really see. I saw a yellow house with two front doors. How silly. I could smell Chinese food, I could hear the rustling of traffic. I could feel the air in my lungs. I remember my father gently rubbing my shoulder, saying, "We'll make this work Tooty Fruity." As he spoke those words I felt dread. I felt betrayed and unloved. I felt abandoned. As I went to look to my father for why I was felling this way, I turned to see my bedroom wall. I couldn't breathe. My chest felt like I had not taken breath in hours. I was very confused and disoriented. It was as if I was so out of place, out of my body at that very moment in time. I shrugged everything off by the end of that night, but I somehow couldn't shake the fear that stayed.
I was around 5 at that time. Some people have said I could never remember a moment like that so young, but I'm going to tell you why I did.
After I turned six, my parents divorced. My mother had left temporarily with an old flame, and my brother, father and I we're on our own. I remember sitting in my dad's pickup truck to the new house, when I vaguely remembered these feeling from a time before. A time I could barely recall, but this was surely not the first time abandonment had swelled my chest. That's when I smelled it. The faint whiff of Chinese food. Then, that is when I saw it. A little yellow house with two front doors.
How silly.
Bricks had fallen on my head, or that's what it felt like. It was an immeasurable amount a pain for just the briefest moment, but it hurt. For as an adult now and the only way that I myself with no knowledge whatsoever of whatever my ability or abilities (another time) is, but I can only best explain is as one being existing in a plane on two points in the same timeline. Or as least my soul anyways.
It felt so surreal to step from my father's truck and onto the lawn, to see something I have never physically seen with my own two eyes but something that my mind had at least seen before. To have all those emotions of my parents divorce coursing through my body, or the sights, sounds and Chinese smells (there was a Chinese restaurant literally four houses down at the intersection. We ate there almost daily for the time we lived in that house), but that I had experienced this before not too long ago. That's when my father put his hand on me and repeated, or actually said those words, "We'll make this work Tooty Fruity."
I feel as though if I had not seen this before, I would have called my father a liar. But, something deep down told me that it would work. That I was somehow prepared for this, and suddenly, my reality didn't hurt as much anymore. I knew I would be okay.
That is just the first of many experiences I would have due to precognition. Sometimes they would be intense like these ones, where I would literally live out the moment, days, months, even years in advance. Where I would feel out of my body, have intense realization moments with the same brick falling feeling every time. Or they can be as simple as knowing that cup will spill, or my mother will call after lunch, or when we have "surprise" inspections at work with little to no physical aftermath. I don't know what I have or why, but it is not all wonder and bewilderment. Sometimes I see too far, or I see things from different perspectives and my body feels dead. It's weird. I just wanted to actually get this out here, to share my experiences because it is more frequent and I want to know if there are any other people like me.
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