Story 4

My mom had me picking potatoes one day. It was a hugely arduous task. I filled one basket, went to fill the other, and found it already filled.

It was just me; my sister was feeding animals, and my mom and dad were at work.
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Story 6
In my sophomore algebra class, a kid named Brian was drawing with his friends on the whiteboard. We were not friends, and we barely talked. He was drawing a dragon, and I was on the other side of the room, halfway listening.

He said, “Instead of fire, I’m going to make him breathe…” and in my head, I thought, “Hmm, it would be cool if he breathed cupcakes.” And then Brian looked at me and said, “Cupcakes.”
We just looked at each other. And he knew. And I knew. It was no coincidence.

Story 7
I had a habit of tapping my nails on the wall behind me when I was reclined on the couch. One day, something tapped back.

It was very distinctive nail-to-plasterboard taps, sounding almost exactly like a reply to my own tapping. I never really figured out what it could have been, but I’ve stopped tapping, and I haven’t heard it since.
When I was 14, my parents were having renovations done to our house. The construction company ran over schedule, so they put us up in a hotel for a few weeks.
One night, the five of us (myself, my parents, and two siblings) went down to the hotel’s pool and stayed until it closed at 9 pm. We then went to the elevator, and us kids argued over who got to push the button to the fourth floor, where our room was.
Next thing we knew, the elevator doors opened on the seventh floor, and nearly half an hour had passed since we entered the elevator.

My grandpa remarried, and that wife became really sick and was bedridden at home. She was so ill, lost a ton of weight, and looked incredibly frail. She wouldn’t talk much but would say something now and then.

We were sitting there when she said a random name. It was the name of someone she went to grade school with. My grandpa asked, “What?” She repeated the name. He asked, “Why did you say that?” She replied, “I don’t know.”
We found out a few days later that the guy died that night, around that same time.

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Story 11
When I was about 13, my dad and I were sitting in the living room reading. Our three-bedroom apartment had one long hallway connecting the master bedroom at one end to the living room at the other. All of a sudden, we heard what sounded like a little kid running.

Then, a 4- to 5-year-old boy came running out from the hallway, giggling, into the living room and straight through the wall. At that moment, my dad looked at me with complete disbelief in his eyes and said, “Did you see that?” I still get shivers thinking about it 25 years later. We were not scared; the kid was giggling like he was playing tag on a playground.

Story 12
When I was 4 or 5, I had a teddy bear. I took it in the car to a relative’s house (we were spending the night there). I had the bear in the car, in my seat, in full view the entire ride. I got out for a second when we arrived to say hello, and when I went back in the car, the bear was gone.
We got back home two days later and found it on the kitchen table. The house was locked the whole time we were gone, and I was the first one in the kitchen when we got back.