For instance I had a bad feeling in my stomach that something bad was going to happen and that night my girlfriend told me she was moving a few hours drive away.
I'm not saying I predicted it but somehow I knew something bad was going to happen in my life.
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I don't know if this out of the ordinary but when my first, real girlfriend broke up with me (we were together for one year), she gave me a letter. We always rode the train home from school together, because our high school was located in a different city and in my home country Switzerland we use trains to commute (we don't have subways). Like on other days, we had a great time on the train. We talked, gossiped about our teachers, fooled around and discussed some of our homework. When we arrived in our home town, we got off and my girlfriend walked me to the bus stop (I had to ride a bus to get home but she lived in the center of the city, so she could walk home). Shortly before my bus came, my girlfriend gave me a closed envelope with my name on it but nothing else. No hearts, no drawings, just my name. Then she kissed me on my mouth. But something felt oddly different about this kiss. I can't explain how or why, I just instinctively knew that something was up (it would later turn out to be my very last kiss I ever got from her). Then she smiled and said bye to me as though nothing happened and walked away. On my bus ride home (it took about 20 minutes) I felt like I was sitting on hot coals. I was soooo scared to open the envelope but at the same time I really wanted to see what it's all about. I told myself that it's probably just a sweet love letter but something deep inside of me kept saying "no, it's not that. And you know it's not that". I just KNEW it was something really bad and my suspicion was immediately that she had just broken up with me. This "premonition" is interesting in so far that there had not been any signs for a impending break up. We didn't have any fights, we were both happy... everything seemed to work out in our relationship. And yet, there was this letter in my hand and my terrible feeling about it. I didn't want to open it on the bus because I was scared to start crying or screaming in public. When I finally got home, I went to my room, lied on my bed and opened the envelope. In the letter, my girlfriend told me that she wanted to break up with me. So yeah... that was really quite a strange experience looking back on it. I almost committed suicide on that evening, but that's a different story.1