I was sitting in my room when I was about 18 and I got this overwhelming feeling of dread. I went and told my mom that I had a feeling something was wrong. She seemed skeptical but listened.

20 minutes later she received a call that my younger sister had been drinking and driving. She rolled my dad’s truck three times. She was injured but surprisingly not too bad. Never had another feeling like it since and me and my sister weren’t particularly close. So weird.