Nobody Believes Me — Something amazing happened to you?

I'm a pilot. Well, former pilot now. I'd been dreaming about planes and the sky since I was a kid, and I actually managed to make it happen. The job turned out to be a lot harder than I imagined as a kid, of course, but overall I loved it. Flew for nine years, never once had a fear of flying. Then out of nowhere I started having this recurring dream. I'm flying, the plane is full of passengers, and we're going down. The plane is already partially on fire. I never see how it ends, but every time I'd wake up drenched in cold sweat. Pretty obvious how that one would've played out. After the first time, I was a wreck the whole day. Eventually I sort of got used to it, but this uneasy feeling crept in. Every time I'd head out for a flight, there was this dread hanging over me. The dream came back four times total. If it had started after some kind of incident, I would've chalked it up to trauma. But no — it came out of nowhere. Everything had been fine. A buddy of mine said I was just burned out and that's why my brain was messing with me. My wife, though — she took it seriously. She said, "If it were different dreams, different crashes, that'd be one thing. But the same one over and over… that's scary. If you decide to leave, I'm with you." So I did. We started a business. It's been three years now since I last flew. The dream stopped. I can't say for sure whether it was some kind of premonition. Yeah, about three months after I quit, the airline I'd worked for had a crash — but there's no guarantee I would've been on that flight. They usually had me on different routes. But who knows… I just read that girl's story about the werewolf dream and figured I'd share mine too — how I decided not to ignore what my dreams were telling me.

When I was a kid, I had a best friend. The best I could've ever asked for. She passed away at 13 from cancer. I also have this weird phobia of werewolves that goes all the way back to childhood. I don't actually believe in them or anything, but for some reason they just terrify me — always have. So anyway, when I was 16, I was seeing this guy. The night before I was supposed to go to a party with him and his friends, I had a dream. In the dream, my friend and I were just talking like nothing had ever happened — like she'd never been gone at all. I couldn't remember the whole thing when I woke up, but one part stuck with me. We were talking about this guy I was seeing. She looked at me and said, "Don't you dare go to him — he's a werewolf." And in the dream, I actually believed her. I felt this creeping dread toward him that I couldn't shake. In the morning, I knew it was ridiculous. But because of my phobia, I couldn't make myself go. I avoided him for a couple of days, and eventually he just stopped calling. A month later, I found out he'd been arrested for rape and assault. I thought about that dream immediately. Obviously he wasn't a werewolf — he was just a creep. But somehow that's exactly the image my mind needed to make me afraid of him. Whether it was actually my friend's soul coming to warn me, or just my own intuition working in a strange way — I honestly don't know. But if it really was her... thank you, dear. From the bottom of my heart. And listen to your dreams.

I'm 17. And I'm a medium or something like that. I can't predict anyone's future, I don't get prophetic dreams. But sometimes I have these sudden visions. In class, standing in line, or even just doing the dishes. They only last a couple of seconds. But the feeling that I was definitely somewhere else in that moment — not here — is so vivid. I even remember the smells. Usually it's nothing major. Like, I saw a new girl being brought into our class and introduced. And two days later it happened. Or when I was little, I had a vision of my sister on stage with some hot guy in front of a huge crowd, and I told her she was going to be a superstar. A few weeks later she went to a concert of her favourite band, and when she went up to give them flowers, one of the members hugged her and she actually danced with him on stage for like 10 seconds. I mean, she obviously didn't become a superstar, but it really did happen. And by the way, it doesn't always play out exactly like my vision. For example, once I saw a girl riding a bike on the other side of the street, crashing into something and flying onto the road, right under a car's wheels. Three days later, it almost happened exactly like that, except this time a guy caught her. Not like in a romcom — they both ended up on the ground — but at least not in the road. So I believe fate isn't set in stone, and even someone just passing by can change everything. Maybe I only see one possible version of the future. What really bugs me is that most of the time these visions are completely useless (like, great, I saw myself walking to school or having dinner with my family — so what?). But something like what question is going to come up on an exam, or like a winning lottery number — that's never happened. Not once.