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Ghosts is real!!!!! I won't let you forget it.
"Although I'm a very skeptical person, I can't help but admit that strong intuition runs in the women of my family. I've accurately predicted the death of every man who has died in my life. While there's only been 3 men in my life to die, I've had premonitions about all of them. Here they are in order of least to most compelling:
1. I used to play on the app Words with Friends with my half-sister's dad (same sister I mentioned earlier). Back in November, he stopped playing me back for a week or so and I had a very weird feeling about it. Turns out he went in for a routine surgery and was now on the mend. Even though the surgery was very successful and the doctors said he was doing great, I had a terrible feeling - I felt as though he was extremely vulnerable and fragile even though I had no evidence to prove it. After his surgery I never played Words with Friends with him again because I had this sinking feeling that if I started a new game with him we would never finish it before he dies. He died this January from a freak heart attack, about 2/3 months after I had this thought.
2. When I was 13 years old I was hanging out in my brother's room watching him play video games. My dad walked into the room and before he could say anything or even make a telling facial expression I thought to myself, "Oh no, which one of my friends just died." A boy I had been very close to at my synagogue had died that night due to post-surgery complications. I had no idea he was going into surgery or was even feeling ill.
3. When I was about 11 years old I went with my Mom to see my grandpa. He was 93 years old, but was healthier than he had been in the past several years. I was in a phase where I didn't like to show physical affection to family members and when it was time to leave I gave my grandpa a hug, but no kiss on the check like I knew he would have liked. The second the front door closed and we headed back to the car I thought, "Oh no! I should have given him that kiss because I'm never going to see him again. That wasn't the goodbye I wanted." The thought was as clear as day, but somehow it didn't feel creepy or sad - it was just a simple truth I accepted with equanimity. I almost turned to my mom to ask if we could go back in, but I figured she would just think I was being weird. In addition to the thought, there were dead cicadas completely covering my grandpa's driveway on our walk to the car....I didn't notice them when I walked into the house earlier and I didn't see them on any of the neighbor's yards either. For some reason this sight confirmed what I knew to be true, but I still said nothing. My grandpa died less than a week later."