I always thought that what I dreamt are just dreams but they really aren't. So I decided to tell my mother and one day I had dreamed that my neighbour had died and about two days later it happened. I was terrified because I mean, it's my neighbour!!!! Nobody could believe me and some people thought that it was just a coincidence but I knew it wasn’t.
So anyways about two weeks later I also had a dream that an airplane had crashed near a huge lake and 58 passengers had died and four days later it happened also. Now since that happened I got really scared and my parents tried to find help but the precognitive dreams still keep coming. They aren't as bad as they used to be now. It would be like winning the lotto or just seeing things a couple of minutes before they happen. I think of myself as a freak, or at least I used to, but know I just think of myself as unique or different from others. Sometimes they ask me "oh what am I going to do a minute from now" but I just try not to tell.
The other day I also had seen that a house was going to be on fire, I told my parents, and we tried our hardest to get the people out in time. Thankfully we did because they were able to get out all of their belongings before they're house caught on fire. Still no one knew the reason how the house caught on fire.