I can see Him!

Ever feel or sense things no one else has? Strange feeling isn't it. I have had this all my life sometime in different ways but always, always it is there. In some cases it has actually helped me with warning feelings, I have learned over the years to pay attention to especially with family members and matters. The first experience I think I remember was at the age of around four. I can't really remember all the details but I do clearly remember the feeling and how I saw it. I was playing In our basement and I was alone. It was as though I saw and was there at the same time and had the experience already. Very hard to describe as it was everything all together and yet I am sure it was a second or two. I saw a bus, knew the bus, saw my uncle get off the bus and knew he was not only on the bus but that he would be getting off. He walked to the corner and turned down the street that lead to ours and I knew immediately he was on his way to our house. I even saw what he was wearing and as strange as this may sound I could smell him not strongly but knew it was his scent! We didn't seem him very often as my father didn't really seem to like his presents, though he was always polite to him. As soon as I realized he was coming, I seemingly jumped up ran up the stairs all excited and told both my parents who were in the living room, "Uncle Manny's coming!"Of course my father asked my mother if she knew about this and she was just as puzzled. He asked me when, I said "now "and he asked a few more questions but I don't remember what they were. And finally he said show me. As I was jumping up and down excited for our company. My father walked with me to the house next door, it lined up with a street that T'ed ours. I knew that he was getting off the bus as we stood there. We didn't see anyone for a few minutes and my eye's were much better than my dads. Why he waited I still don't know. Within a very few minutes and with my telling my father step by step what was happening. "I can see him!" I said jumping up and pointing. I saw him first like a wiggly little shadow, then finally we could see the image and I do remember my father asking how did I know it was him. I could see him walking and recognized his walk.. When my father could actually see that it was him All he said was "Well I'll be." almost under his breath. I don't remember much after that except Uncle did come for a visit that day. It was about 1957. We never spoke of it and it was never mentioned again. As I got older many other things like this occurred and some events got even stranger ...