User blog comment:Derpyspaghetti/The Supernatural/@comment-7673575-20170915172536

WARNING: LONG ONE AHEAD!

I've actually had a lot of supernatural experiences during my 19 years on this earth.

Most notable are the dreams, that seem to run in the family; prophetic dreams, or those that look far into past or future, teaching us things that we couldn't possibly know.

For me, I once had a dream about meeting a certain person. I met the same person five years later.

I also had some less pleasant dreams: I would dream about a person dying, and that person would inevitably die within two weeks, mostly in the same manner I dreamed of. There were two times I was wrong: first time, I dreamt about my (now late) grandfather falling down the stairs and breaking his neck. He did indeed fall down the stairs, but he only broke his arm. Second time was when I dreamed that one of my classmates died in the sleep. She didn't, but instead, one of my former classmates died in a train accident (which I dreamed of in strange circumstances). I actually wrote a pasta about it but a certain someone didn't like it, and so it went in history.

My late grandfather had a similar dream once: his sister was ill, but not seriously. She was a woman in grey years, but she was far from being half dead. Then, one night, my grandfather had a dream; he dreamed that someone was throwing sand on his window (there is a pile of sand nearby). He woke up, and he could still hear it. When he went to inspect the window, there was no sand there. Or anyone to throw it even. He went back to sleep, and when he woke up next morning, he knew with utmost certainty that his sister will die soon. She died in three days, of causes unexplained.

My sister has dreams that link her to past of family members. And, of course, only deceased family members. The most notable example was when she dreamt of a young girl (14 or so) in a folk attire, and followed her into a cottage. When she told of that dream to my grandmother, it turned out that the girl was our grandmother's late sister. There are no pictures of her in that age (Yugoslavia had no cameras back then) and my grandmother is the only living person who remembers her from back then, and she never described her. She also had a dream about then recently deceased grandaunt of ours. In her dream, it was night, and my sister was walking near the cemetery when she saw our grandaunt; she was pitch black and seamless, like a statue of hardened tar. She was standing in a cemetery, behind a fence, but unable to get out. As soon as my sister walked by her, our grandaunt pointed her finger and screamed:

To this day, no one managed to explain what it meant,

I also had some... stranger experiences. A street lamp that has been dead for years, lit up when I walked under it, and died again when I left its light circle. People also complain (rather often) that a temperature drops by about 1-3 degrees as soon as I enter the room.

I also had some bioenergical experiences, such as alevitating minor pains, and seeing few seconds into the future. My sister and myself also have inhuman tolerances to heat (my sister can sleep in front of open fire, wrapped up in two blankets, and fully clothed, without so much as breaking a sweat) and cold (I once went outside for about ten minutes, dressed only in shorts and an unbuttoned shirt, and I didn't even shiver. It was -20°C outside, and there was snow everywhere). But, as a sort of balancing, my sister can't stand cold, and I get a heat stroke at anything higher than 27°C.

And that's about it. If I remember something more, I'll be sure to update it.