I have those moments often, but heres the one that messed with my head, it was back in middle school. I dreamt I was telling someone that her brother was going to beat the shit out of me for what I was doing, I woke up, didn't remember the dream, then when I was I was talking to the girl, I remembered the dream, all the sudden, a few minutes later, the situation came up, and I said it, on cue. That is why I think there is something more to it.
I've never had one that close to the time it happens. Most of the time, my alleged precognitive dreams are months, if not years in advance of the event.
The one I will always remember most, is I had a dream at one point while I was living in Georgia, about being in a school, surrounded by a bunch of people I had never met. In the dream, a "friend" asks me something, and I reply "I'm waiting for my mom to pick me up," and then I step outside the classroom and around the corner to see my mom coming in the doors.
Almost a year later, I found myself in that familiar situation; in a school that I hadn't ever seen prior to my dream, with people I hadn't met prior to that dream. But there it was. My friend Derek asks me something, I reply, and step outside, to see my mother coming in to pick me up for a doctor's appointment.
I had experiences like that before, but that was the first time I really considered the possibility of having some sort of precognitive ability. Another one I remember pretty vividly was "predicting" my grandparents in Georgia moving away, which was another strange occurance.
The bits from dreams that occur tend to only be small portions of the dream, and then go of into other tangents that obviously dont' happen. But for those small moments of clarity, I feel so strange.
I have considered the possibility that the "dreams" are merely falsified memories, and some sort of "mind rewind" phenomenon cues the false memories to occur, though. Which sounds reasonable, but I have a feeling that if I had kept a dream journal my whole life, I could provide plenty of evidence (at least to myself) that I do indeed experience some sort of precognition. Unfortunately, I cannot be arsed to.
I do know of one event that for the life of me, I cannot remember if it truly happened, or was a dream. When I was learning to ride a bike, I did so by myself, and was trying to race against a couple other kids in the neighborhood (this was on Base housing on Hill AFB in Utah). In this memory, however, I can recall running over a baby, which at times I've wondered if that actually had happened. I can seem to remember seeing the child again at a later time, with oxygen and various "casts" to try to mend the infant's broken bones.
It's very, very frightening thinking about this memory, not knowing if it was real or a dream. It is, however, something that has haunted me for a very long time.
