Weird evidence of 6th sense out of sync with time from our perspective.

Cont. My best personal of a detailed premonition of the future happened in 4th grade and was realized in 6th grade. We lived in a poor neighborhood of working class parents on 82nd st. in Overland Park Ks. The parents sat in lawn chairs every evening drinking bud in metal cans or short neck bottles. My mother, single divorced and educated was the outcast. My best friend, Tommy, two other close friends and myself went along for a ride with Tommy’s mother to drop something off for the school cafeteria. This school was also a grade school but was several miles across town from where we lived and planned to continue living. As I waited in the driver’s side back seat with my friends in the ’63 Supersport Impala while my friends mother went in to deliver whatever it was we were there for I gazed at the nearest street perpendicular to the left of me. I had the oddest feeling come over me. I was wondering if I could see something into the future. First I looked at this street, 66th street, and decided that not by my choice I was going to live there someday and go to the school we were parked at. I wanted to make the thought or prediction more detailed. I counted down four houses from the south corner and decided it would be the forth house counting the corner house at 66th and the road we were on of which I didn’t know the name. To this day I don’t know if I made it happen or if it happened without my choice to make a change. When I got home I wrote this premonition in the back of a favorite book of mine, Huckaberry Finn by Sam Clemons (Mark Twain). I wrote, “I will live in the 4th house down on the north side of 66th street and go to the school at the end of the street.
Two years later my mother got her master’s degree while my sister and I stayed at my grandparents part of the time. She got a better job at a new high school teaching 5th, 6th, and 7th entry French classes and only one English class which she didn’t care to teach. I remember going to the house twice while my mom worked a deal with them. I had no memory at the time of my premonition and did not until a year after we had moved there. It all came back flooding in. I raced to find the book and there was the prophesy. It was exact and I now remembered it so clearly. I remember it clearly still today even though it could be a clear memory of a clear memory. What really astonished me was that at the time of the purchase, the visits to the house, and the promotion two years earlier which was more of a forced prophesy on my part, to wit, if I could make something happen, yet I remembered nothing during the visits, purchases, and there for the following year. It was like a memory at that time would give me the ability to make a change, and no change was allowed, but the memory spontaneously returned later and I am still delighted and mystified. My intent was to cause something to happen. My brain stopped me from changing the happening by blocking my memory. All came back in spades 5 years from the “test” and 3 years after the conclusion of the test of power.

Any other stories? Anyone know the name of the program I am talking about or their story of the World Trade Center data?