Do You Believe In Psychic Stuff? Weird, True Story

Elias Graves

Elias Graves

Common misfit
Last week, I was cruising around town working, and drove through the intersection of NE 36th and Westminister Blvd. 40 years ago this September, my cousin, an OK Highway Patrol trooper, was murdered there while on duty.
I was only like 5 years old when it happened and I have only a few hazy memories of the whole affair. The manhunt went on for seven months before someone finally talked and fingered Jerry Cudjo as the killer.
Anyway, my curiosity got me and I began doing some internet searching on the matter and found some records.
Last weekend, I started talking to mom about the event and what were her memories of the thing.
She remembers the day well. It was a warm indian summer day and she said she had been feeling sick all day. Nothing she could put her finger on, though, just an "uneasy" feeling. She said at 10pm straight up,(Gene's time of death) she felt like she was going to vomit, then passed out briefly. When she came to, she claims she had the "darkest" feeling ever and immediately started praying about it. The next morning, she picked up the paper to find a report about a police officer killed on duty. She said she immediately called dad in and started crying, saying "It's Genie. I know it is."
With no name in the paper that day, dad told her to calm down. They soon got a call from uncle Frank (Gene's dad) with the news.
After telling me the story, memories came flooding back to me and I clearly remember now those events of that evening. She did pass out. I remember that.
Weird stuff.

EG
 
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My wife has weird psychic things that happen between her and her brother and sister all the time. Some of them are pretty freaky, but most, I think are just coincidence.
 
Sometimes I believe that stuff, but mostly I just think it's coincidence. Events just line up that way occasionally. Except when it happened to me. That time it was real, I tells ya!

I had this incredibly vivid dream the morning after my final day in college. I dreamed I was at the zoo, walking down a row of small animal cages. Harmless stuff like prairie dogs and peacocks. Then I turned the corner and I was in a concrete room that seemed to be connected to the cages housing the big cats. In my dream I just assumed it was my job to feed the cats. All the cage doors but one were closed. That's when I noticed in the room with me a big cat, looking something like a tiger but with weirdly inverted colors like a photo negative. It immediately came after me, and all I could do was raise my arm up to block him. I could feel the teeth tearing through the bones in my arm, and as the cat pulled me down I knew my life was over. I woke up in a heart-pounding panic.

Later that day while watching the evening news, I learned that a zookeeper at the local zoo had been killed by a tiger at the same time I was having my dream. The man had previously worked with small animals and had recently been promoted to care of the big cats.

Maybe my dream was coincidence. Those things do happen, I guess. But the feeling was incredibly unnerving, and I wonder sometimes if perhaps in my dream I stumbled across a real experience of intense emotion.
 
I don't believe in that kind of stuff, but I think that we as humans are often a lot more perceptive than we realize.
 
I wouldn't believe Fatima The Psychic or the like, but I'm sure that some people are more sensitive to psychic events, especially women and girls.

Growing up, my sister knew of several relative's deaths before anyone learned of the loss.

Mrs. Tig remembers seeing her grandmother standing in her room one night as a kid, minutes before the phone range with the news.
 
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