35 People Who Felt That Something Was Off Shared How Listening To Their Gut Saved Their Lives

Not my life but my son's. I was 33 weeks pregnant and I noticed my son wasn't moving as much as usual. I waited a day and nothing changed. Despite advice by doctors and family saying I should just stay home and he wasn't moving as much because he was just running out of room to move I went into the ER and had my son that night due to fetal distress. He had his umbilical cord wrapped around his neck 8 times and weighed just 3 lbs. He spent 30 days in the NICU and now is a happy 2 year old.

I was pregnant in the very early weeks (5/6 weeks), and started getting these intense pains on the right side of my abdomen. Like so extremely painful that I woke up in the middle of the night and couldn’t make noise or move. Went to my doctor the next day, and he said I was being hysterical and it’s completely normal to be in pain when you’re pregnant. He refused to get me to an OBGYN, and said I could go private if it was such a big deal. Went to a private scan, and my pregnancy was ectopic (stuck in my fallopian tube), and my tube had ruptured and I was bleeding internaly. Was rushed to hospital, and had surgery to remove my tube that night. If I hadn’t booked that scan I would have died in my sleep that night due to internal bleeding. 

Driving uphill behind a flatbed truck carrying I-beams and I envisioned them sliding off the truck and hitting my windshield. I changed lanes so I wasn’t behind the truck and two seconds later, the I-beams were sliding off onto the road where my car would’ve been, sparking and gouging the pavement. Terrifying. To this day, I won’t stay behind a truck with anything that’s “strapped down.”

I refused to get in the car with the guy who said:" i can still drive" after the party.

3 people crashed into a bridge and died.

Lucky me i guess

I was 18, freshly out of high school and got a job at a newly opened pizza place. The crew was all younger kids around my age, I quickly befriended another girl working there but there was a guy, maybe a year or two older than me, who just gave me the weirdest vibes. I just felt uncomfortable being around him. He didn't really do anything outright strange, he hit on me and kept asking for my number, but I had a boyfriend (now my husband) and kept turning this guy down, he was never rude or about it or anything, so I had no real reason to feel anything was off about him, but I did.

Sometimes while I was working, I'd feel like someone was staring at me and I'd turn around and he'd be watching me from the other side of the kitchen. I remember telling the girl I had befriended that I just felt something was *off* about that guy and he made my skin crawl. Another coworker, who had gone to school with the guy, overheard the conversation and told me that he understood, his friend could be intense and off-putting but he was mostly harmless. The other girl and I just kind of tried to laugh it off but she agreed that something just didn't feel right.

I always worked the late shift, so I could start after my college classes and I worked until close, one night the creepy guy got off work maybe an hour or two before close and I was scheduled to close. So he leaves at his scheduled time, and I work until close and then go to leave and walk to my car. It was around 1:00AM at this time and super dark, as I'm walking to my car I notice someone else in the parking lot, it was the creepy guy and he was just... standing there. Watching me. His car was still there so he wasn't waiting for a ride, he had just waited for me to leave. I got in my car and felt just incredibly weirded out by the entire thing so I left, went home to my apartment, told my partner what happened and then sent my manager a text and said I was sorry, but the creepy guy was making me uncomfortable to the point that I couldn't work there anymore and that had been my last night. I never went back.

About a month later, I see on the news that the creepy guy from the pizza place had followed the other girl from work, the one I had been friends with, one night after a closing shift. He had waited outside her house in the dark, broke in when everyone was asleep, [unalived] her dad, and held her hostage/assaulted her for hours while the police and swat team tried to get him out of the house.

I still think about her a lot, and at the time I felt genuinely guilty about what happened to her, as if I could have done something to prevent it.

It was very late driving & there were minimal cars on the road, I came up to a red light & as it turned green something inside me said “don’t go yet” & a van blew through their red.

Went to the gas station for snacks & something just told me to park in the spot second from the door instead of the one directly in front. About, 15 mins later, a truck comes flying through that very spot & into the door & out the back wall. Most surreal moment of my life.

My wife was going to go on a road trip with friends down to a bigger city for a concert. She had done this several times before. Friends were close friends of ours but for some reason, I felt off about it that one day. I said to her ‘babe, I don’t know why and you can ignore me if you’d like. but I don’t think you should go. I don’t know why, but i feel like something is going to happen’ She knows I’d never tell her not to do anything she wanted. It was out of the blue and out of character for me. So she decided to stay home and watch movies with me.

About 2 hours later after the rest of the crew left, we got a phone call that they had gotten into a severe accident. 2 friends in the hospital and someone from the other vehicle dead on scene. Had she gone along, she would have been sitting in the seat where they had been hit by the other driver and most likely [unalived].

Someone, somewhere, somehow was warning me. And I’m glad we both listened to it.

The lump wasn't a cyst and the rib pain wasn't just from coughing too hard. That was cancer.

Husband went to pick up takeout in the winter while it was snowy. As he was leaving he got a feeling to stay inside the restaurant and not go to his car. So he stayed for an extra minute and right then a van slid on the ice and hit his car on the driver's side where he would have been had he gone out.

In middle school, I was up late one night. Mom and brother asleep, dad gone on business. I had let the dog out, and when I went to go get him, I got a bad feeling like someone was out there. There wasn't really a reason to feel this way, it was just dark, and I got spooked, so I put the chain lock up on the back door when we got back inside. Back then, we never locked our doors. A few minutes later, the dog is drinking by the back door, and he suddenly stops and starts growling (like a low grumble) at the door. I was sitting where I could see the dog but not the door. Then I hear the door pull open and the chain lock catch. The dog started barking like crazy and I ran upstairs to wake my brother up. He went out and looked around, but no one was there. I think the dog's barking scared them away, but I dont know who it was or what would have happened if I hadn't locked the door.

About 2 years ago me and my dad loved going on night walks, It was something we’ve always done more less every night. One night however as were about half way through our daily route we got to an alleyway. Now normally I’ve never thought anything of it but something this night just told me not too walk through , I had a really bad feeling and I urged my dad to just go back home. He kept brushing it off and saying I was just scared of the dark and nothing was going to happen. After a couple of minutes of arguing we finally turned back and walked home.
Turns out about 20 minutes after we left there was a completely random attack in that exact alleyway that left a poor young girl stabbed thankfully not to death but with life changing injuries . I still dread to think what would of happened if we didn’t walk back.

I was in a straight city road in the late evening with no cars and few intersections and was driving along with my friend following in the car behind. I was on autopilot more or less and I saw my friend flash their lights, and looked up and saw a car broken down with no lights in my lane. I was able to break and get out of the way in time but would have totally collided if my friend hadn't flashed their lights. After we get where we're going, I thank them for flashing and tell them how I hadn't seen, only for them to say huh I didn't flash my lights.

I think they had gone over a bump and their lights had just directed up briefly. And I was just really really lucky.

My grandmother accidentally saved my mom's life by not allowing her to go to a sleepover when she was young. During the night the father [unalived] his entire family and would likely have [ended] my mother had she been there.

Not saved a life but definitely serious injury, we had a workshop in our place and we had to book them in.

So Brad (not real name) thought it'd be fun to hold a nail gun in for repair on someone's hand.

We both told him off for it, but he retorted "it's alright I checked its got no nails in it"

And then used it on the table instead, and *bang* goes right through the table.

Turns out while it didn't have any nails, the firing pin had snapped inside and that nailed into the table before being reset back into the nail gun.

He never messed about with nail guns again.

Not me, my mom.

Going through a divorce. Drinking heavily. Fighting with my dad a lot. Really toxic environment. She started drinking one night but something in her gut just wasn’t feeling right. Not sick, but the alcohol just wasn’t sitting right.

She stopped drinking. Went to bed. Woke up to the house completely on fire. She made it out. Our pets did not.

Had she been drinking like she usually did (a bottle or more per night), there’s a strong chance she never would have woken up. Her ex husband (my dad) set the fire in an attempt to [end] her and cut ties.

Weird intuition runs in my family. I have tons of stories of super weird s**t I "predicted" when I was a kid that I ended up coming true. And of course instances as an adult of being right about gut feelings many times, but my favorite story is:

Everyone was at home but my brother. I was chilling in the living room and my mom was in her room. My mom comes BARRELING out of her room out of breath in absolute panic. Grabbing my arms and going "When's the last time you talked to brother?!?!" I told her to relax and that he had JUST left for a ride on his motorcycle. She wouldn't relax and made everyone call him and she called him multiple times. At first he wouldn't pick up, but then he finally did. He had been hit by an SUV maybe five miles from our house and the SUV took off. He ended up in a ditch, but he was wearing his protective gear and thankfully the car hit the bike not him. Just a couple bruises, thankfully. But somehow she knew the moment it happened.

Mothers truly know everything. She said a lot of stuff that seemed extremely odd and like she was completely out of it when she was dying in the hospital, and some of that ended up being true too.

Not mine but my mothers

I was five and walking with my mom to visit a friend. We were going to have lunch and see her new kitten.

We walked up the driveway and my mother stopped to look at the front of the house. She noticed all the windows facing the street were closed with the curtains down. Very unusual for her friend who enjoyed watching birds at the feeders placed throughout the yard.

She quickly picked me up and began back down the driveway. I protested that I was hungry and wanted to see the kitten. My mom hushed me and carried me home.

This was in the late 70’s before cellphones. She called her friend several times and then called my father and asked him to check on her friend as she was worried.

My mom was right to be worried. Her friend had been r***d and [unalived] by an intruder. He was never caught.

Something about those closed drapes warned my mother away from that home and may have saved us from an encounter with an evil person.

My husband and I were snorkeling in the late afternoon/early evening in Hawaii on our honeymoon. It was this beautiful bay, and the marine life was unforgettable. My husband got excited and waved me to swim out further to where he was. He is a very strong swimmer and likes to push boundaries as well.

When I got there, there were all these fish tightly packed into the rocks. Hundreds of them squishing in as tight as possible. When I saw that my gut feeling was "we need to get the f**k out of here".

He didn't realize this was a fear response from the fish and was so excited to see so many. I begged him that we need to get out of the water, something is wrong, fish don't behave like this. I got desperate and even tried pulling him with me. Finally instinct took over and I took off back to shore. He followed me around ten minutes later--annoyed that I had cut the swim short.

Next day it was on the news that a tiger shark had been in the area and attacked two locals. One man lost a leg. Now, I'm not saying the tiger shark was there licking its chops, it could have been something else that spooked the fish, but now my husband listens to me when I say "gut feeling says no".

When I was ~13 I was walking to the bus stop in the morning. A car was going through my neighborhood *very* slowly, which made alarm bells go off in my head. When it passed me, I glanced over my shoulder to keep an eye on it and saw it was doing an immediate U-turn.

Nope'd right out and dove through the bushes, crossed a bunch of driveways, and found a neighbor who was washing his car. I looked back to where I had been standing. The strange car had stopped, a seriously scary looking dude had gotten out, and was looking in the bushes.

Idk if I would've died exactly, but I would not have had a good time.