Supernatural experience?  You mean like last night when this woman walked in my building at work with more chest out of her shirt than in? [:D] [:D] [:D]

Unfortunately, I did not.  However, I do remember her name [:D]  She was the pinnacle of human perfection.  What?  What did her face look like?  Heck if I know.  I didn't get that far.

I had a ghost cat in my old apartment.  One day I was in the kitchen and I felt my cat rubbing against my legs.  I looked down and there was nothing there.  Then I looked over at the window across the room and my cat was there sleeping.  I saw it many times after that, as did my cat.  She was a little freaked out by the thing, but I thought it was cool.

My old house was also haunted.  My bedroom was right above the kitchen, and at night I could hear the drawers opening and closing.  I even saw a demon once in that house.  It was like a shadow, just hovering in the corner of a brightly lit room.  Needless to say, I didn't stay in that room long.

Sometimes I also have dreams that tell me things.  For example, I once had a dream that this girl who was a friend of my best friend's fiance was in trouble and needed a place to go.  I had the fiance call her up, and it turns out her boyfriend she was living with was beating her, but she couldn't leave because she had no friends in that city.

I've learned to trust my instincts and dreams, and usually I'm right.

Oh, I can't leave this part out.  My unlce used to live in my Grandmother's house after she died.  She loved that house very much.  well, after he moved in, he totally trashed it out.  Many years later, he moved out and my sister was gonna move in.  My Dad was over there cleaing up the backyard when he felt someone looking at him.  He looked at the back porch and saw my Grandmother standing in the doorway smiling at him.  

I've house sat there before, and footsteps can be heard at night on the wooden floor.  My cat was there with me, and she wouldn't go in to my Grandmother's old room.  She wouldn't even come close to it.  When I left, I jokingly said "Bye Grandma."  That's when I heard a few claps come from somewhere within the home.  It was really strange...

I picked it up from my Dad.  The same thing happens to him all the time.  I very rarely tell people when I have the dreams because they'll think I'm crazy or something.

  I drank too much Stoli one night and Gene Stoner came to me and told me I was about to have a locking lug break off of a bolt in one of my ARs......
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I don't know if I've ever personally had an "Experience", but I sort of had a few things...

My older neighbor, God rest her soul, was a really nice woman.  She had an UNCANNY gift, if you will, of reading tea leaves.  One time, I think it was her daughter, my mother, and her were having tea at her place.  I was really young when this happened, and I don't remember it too clearly, but she looked into her daughter's tea cup, and saw something that she feared a lot.  She started behaving strangely.  I think she said something to the effect of "an ice sickle might kill her daughter soon.  Well, her daughter left in her big car (hey, this was the 80's), and she drove to a bank, I think, and as she was going under the drive through over-head a huge ice sickle snapped off the roof.  It fell quickly, splitting through the front hood of her car, killing the engine.  Terrified, she got out of the car and called home to tell her mom the wierd thing that just happened.  Everyone was freaked out, but thankful she was still alive.

From time to time, even I have these pseudo-deja vu situations.  The most recent was when I rode back to my apartment in my Exgirlfriend's car.  Then I instantly had a VERY CLEAR vision as if everything around me changed to a different time, but the same place.  My brother & I were heading back to my apartment along the same small stretch of road.  We were having fun, trying to ignore my severe sense of depression/despair.  It felt as if my entire future had just come to a screeching halt, and I could no longer do what I wanted for a future career.  We went out shooting at a local indoor range in the middle of winter, breaking in a new AR15 Olympic Arms & enjoying every minute of it.  Then my ex pulled into the Cul De Sac in front of my APT, and spoke to me.  I snapped out of my vision, and was so confused.  This happens to me maybe once or twice per year, but I must always be in a specific place to experience these things.

Being on Academic probation here @ the U of M, and addicted to AR15.com, I hope this doesn't mean I'll get booted out at the end of the semester.  I'll never get over a the depression that could put me into.  Luckily for me, my premonitions have ALWAYS come SOMEWHAT true.  There's ALWAYS a slight twist or difference between what actually happens in my life, and what I *see*.

-inuhbad

BTT, Anybody else?

Three incidents.

In 1993 we went to visit my Father in Law outside Philly.  He lives in a 250 year old farm house in the middle of the Brandywine battlefield.  Saw a figure sitting and rocking in the rocking chair, my son woke on the couch screaming.  Turns out this spectre has been documented for the last 150 years as one of the ancestors of the current owner he had died in that chair.

Second -  On sept 11 1994 at about 1AM I couldn't sleep.  I was sitting up playing a WWII video game on my computer.  A few minutes later there was an unexplained power flicker and the game locked on the island that my dad served on during WW2.  My dad's estimated time of death was 9/11/93 at about 0110 hrs.

Our current home had one previous owner, an 80 year old man and his wife.  The wife had died of natural causes in the house.  Every time my wife trys to change something in the house the cat goes nuts and the job does not seems to undo itself overnight. It seems that if the old lady doesn't like the color she pulls out the job.  Either that or its gremlins.