Go with your gut feeling
A premonition, psychic gift, intuition ― call it what you will ― but those who have experienced the totally-engrossing feeling that something bad is lurking nearby or that danger is imminent will tell you that the sixth sense is a very real attribute. Science has yet to uncover concrete evidence that the ability to know when someone means to do harm to you, or a loved one perishes when they’re far away from you, or that tragedy could strike if you take one step more is a verifiable trait, that’s true. But when your stomach starts sinking and you feel an overwhelming sense of dread for no apparent reason right before finding out how close you were to calamity, you’ll think twice about writing off psychic abilities that humans sometimes have.
That One Guy Behind You
Got off the subway at night, there was one other person about half a block behind me on my route home. This is a totally normal thing, has happened thousands of times. Totally normal-looking dude, not even following me closely. I had a bad feeling.
Such a bad feeling that, when I turned the corner on my way home, I broke into a dead sprint and hid behind a dumpster in the shadows partway down the street. By the time he came around the corner, I was well hidden, and could see him from my hiding place.
As soon as I saw his reaction to the fact that I wasn’t there, I knew I had been right to hide. He started LOOKING FOR ME, muttering to himself, he went up and down the street, looked around corners, I hid and held my breath until he was gone. It was terrifying. I am so glad I had that sudden, inexplicable impulse to hide, and listened to it. (MissPredicament)
Several years ago on Thanksgiving my mom was becoming extremely overwhelmed. The holidays have never been a great success in my family and my parents had issues communicating which led to a lot of stressful and tense dinners. Well this year was bad.
My mom had been cooking for hours to get ready to head over to my cousin’s house. My dad was yelling about how we spend too much money on the holidays. It got to a point where my mom told me and my brothers to leave for the party ahead of them. We didn’t get far from the house until a really bad feeling started sinking in my stomach. I knew my brothers felt something too. I said “Can we go back?”
And my older brother turned around immediately. When we got there my father was gone, he had left out of anger and my mom yelled at him to leave. My mother was in her bed, laying still with an empty bottle of sleeping pills beside her. She was still conscious when we came in but started shaking and was falling asleep. We called 911.
I later learned that the pills she had taken would have only put her to sleep for a long time, not actually kill her but clearly it was her intent. She has/had severe depression and after this she got some real help. (ManguaHa)
Saving a Stranger
When I was in university I was walking home from the bars with my roommate at the time. It was about 2:30 a.m., and we were looking forward to getting home and ordering some pizza when we came across two guys and a very drunk girl. Initially we didn’t think anything about it because it was a pretty common sight on a Friday, but as we walked behind them for a few minutes we noticed how out of it she was. One of the guys was essentially carrying her, and her clutch was loosely dangling from her limp wrist.
Our street came up, but instead of turning down it we decided to see what was going on. The guys explained that she was one of their girlfriends and had too much to drink so they were taking her home. We asked them a few more questions: what bar they were at, where she lived, if she was an Ottawa U student etc… They gave pretty convincing answers, but all the same seemed really uncomfortable and wanted us to go away.
During the conversation the guy holding his “girlfriend” shifted her position to get a better grip, which caused her arm to dangle down and drop her clutch. Before they could move, my roommate grabbed the clutch and took out her ID. My roommate then asked if they knew her first and last name along with her birthday. This is where things changed.
The other guy got really aggressive and confrontational while the other went silent. They didn’t know her name OR birthday. I then pulled out my phone and called police. The guy dropped her and they took off running. We waited with her for about ten minutes until the police and EMS got there.
We gave a statement but did not have much to go on other than their descriptions. Police told us they suspected she had been dosed, and that she was lucky we happened to be walking behind her. (gmoney5786)