In my country, there's a myth that says if you are born on Saturday, everything you say becomes reality or and you are extremely lucky and whatever happens, it always ends up in your favor, plus you maybe have some powers or some biz.

Well, I was born on Saturday.

To say something's up would be the understatement of the year. But then again it kind of runs in the family, so no complaints here.

I always had the habit to do or say things that at the moment were meaningless and without a purpose, but ended up having great significance. Like, for example, moving a plate a bit further from the edge, just for someone to bump on the table, barely missing the plate, or buying disinfectant for no apparent reason and yet later someone ends up hurt and bleeding.

I remember vividly one instance.

When I was younger I used to get sick in the car and so I would always be without my seatbelt, since it would press at my stomach and make me wanna throw up. I would also sit behind in the middle seat, watching the road.

It was a normal, maybe a bit gloomy day. I was in my mom's car and as usual, no seatbelt. 300 meters away from home and I was bored, I guess, until I get this feeling that I should really wear my seatbelt. I do and no more than 10 seconds later we get hit by a car behind us. The speed was enough to lift the back of our car from the road before falling down again. To this day, I still don't want to think about the "what if".

There are also lots of stories about me warning people to be careful and coming true, much to my family's dismay, to the point where I'm not allowed to say anything about death, cancer, traffic accidents, dangerous electric repairs etc.

For example, my dad once tried to clean the inside of a lamp socket of dust with his finger without cutting off the power supply first -- only the switch was off. I told him to get away, because it was extremely dangerous, but he didn't listen to me. Few seconds later, my brother runs past, hitting the switch with his arm. Luckily, my dad wasn't touching the rods so he didn't get hurt, only scared out of his mind and mad at my brother.

A similar instance happened yesterday, only this time he caused a blackout. No harm was done, but only today we were able to get things up and running again.

Another time, I was at my grandparent's house and I remember seeing my sick grandpa in bed. I knew instantly that he didn't have long, and to make matters worse he thought I was his dead daughter. He died 1-2 days later.

Also, unlike other people, I always end up getting my way, one way or another, no matter the circumstances, the people involved, the time it takes, or even the setbacks. It's really useful sometimes, to the point where an absolute failure can actually help me accomplish some of my goals in the short and the long run.

Sometimes it's something small, like ending up in my favorite place or something bigger, like winning a prize, or getting out of harm's way.

But other times I get gut feelings about bad stuff without any apparent reason. One day, while I was in class, I suddenly thought about my sister. I immediately felt bad and it turned out my sister hurt her neck approximately the same time and had to spend the next week in hospital with weights placed behind her head to lock her head in place.

Once, I met one of my mom's coworkers and I immediately got a bad feeling about her, and my mom hanging out and being friends in general. When I told her she immediately dismissed my thoughts and said that everything was under control. That woman ended up splitting up a friendly couple and almost jeopardizing a job.

But this past month was the weirdest of them all. Not only I ended up saying, "I told you so" way too many times for my liking, but I saved us some money.

So, my mom has a habit of hiding money inside a paper towel and in her bra, like grandma. Suddenly she starts looking for the money, getting anxious because we couldn't find it.

That's when I get a vision. The money in the paper towel, inside the trash bag.

Without hesitation, I bolt to the kitchen and I start throwing out every piece of that day's garbage. I found the money, a bit dirty and sticky from some banana peels we had that morning.

Turns out dad thought it was trash. Plus, they actually wanted me to take the trash out, but I was way too bored and sleepy to do so.

Mom and Grandma actually had some similar occurrences, although a bit different.

Grandma saw in her sleep an angel that warned her of a car crash and that she would be safe, and it came true. She also woke up once, yelling because she saw a nightmare where someone threw mud and broken glass at her face. Her sister got in a car accident at the same time, while in another country, and was found covered in mud and broken glass.

Mom saw her dead father telling her of an impending earthquake months before it happened and, as a result, she was prepared when it happened. She also bought insurance for earthquake damages, so it was fine.

There are many other stories about this stuff, but I can't remember any others right now.

Oh, and I guess I cursed a teacher who gave us a quiz and he ended up breaking his leg.