My most prominent experience of something 'otherworldy'...

So, this will be a relatively long post. But i'm still hoping some of you will read it. It's a crazy story. I don't know if I can call it coincidence or not, but it's interesting nonetheless.

Here we go! When I was ~12, I was using a Ouija board with my cousin. It belonged to my friend's great grandmother. I had used it often before but for some reason this time it wasn't working as it usually did.

I'm not really someone who's going to get scared by these things, nor am I a devout believer of them. But this time... it was different. Every time I contacted a spirit, instead of saying anything, as soon as we touched the pointer it would fly back and forth, spelling 'ZNZ' over and over again. We tried asking questions about it but they would just leave if we did. It happened about 6-7 times with different spirits.

Finally, we tried calling our grandfather who had passed away recently. And I couldn't get properly a hold of him, but he kept on giving out random numbers and dates. I wrote them all down on a piece of construction paper I had. The last thing he said was 'Zachery'. My cousin was uncomfortable with continuing using it after this. I still to this day have that piece of paper. A lot of the things said didn't seem to make sense. And the date wasn't something that was going to take place for what seemed like a long while.

A few months later I was Ouija-ing again with some friends, and this time I was given more details to the situation. They said that this ZNZ would be the cause of my death. My friends were a little bit panicky but I didn't stress about it. They told me the situation. He was a pilot. When I got home, I brought out that piece of paper from where it was shoved in some notebook, and it started to make more sense. There was a latitude and longitude on it, as well as the number of people who he was going to kill. That was supposedly my 'fate'. I didn't think anything of it. The latitude and longitude said I would be somewhere around Florida. I have never been there nor would I ever have reason to go. I dismissed it.

Well, when I was 17 my mother told me that we were going back to visit the island that I grew up on- in the Caribbean. I was excited, it was great news.

I didn't think of that piece of paper.

I had a great time down there, visiting old friends and such.

Our connection flight on the way back was in Miami. I was sitting in the airport and it suddenly came back to me. Because I always remembered what that paper had said. And I was sitting at the Miami International Airport on the same day that paper told me almost 5 years previously.

I remember my heart rate spiking up, and getting butterflies, but I calmed down. I wasn't scared. I boarded that plane.

We were all sitting in our seats, waiting, because the flight was being delayed. When suddenly the captain's voice came on the loudspeaker, like always, and tells us about the approximate landing time, weather, etc- and introduced himself as Zachery Zeji (sp?). Z (N?) Z.

I was shocked at that. But what was I going to do? Tell my mom and brother we had to get off the plane? I didn't really believe this was a premonition that could exist. I didn't say anything. Still, the plane did not take off. Then, suddenly, we were told we had to change planes because during the last check, they found a fault in the engine.

Normally they would just check the records to see if it had been reported and looked at previously, if it's a dent or something and the flights wouldn't change. But no; we all had to get off the plane and get reassigned to different flights because they didn't believe the problem could be fixed quickly enough for everyone to make their connections.

Call it coincidence, call it creepy, call it fake or whatever you want to. I just find it to be an interesting story I went through to share with paranormal junkies like myself :)

TL;DR: A Ouija board predicted a situation that ended up happening to me.

Edit: Pursenboots (lol, love the name) asked for pics.

Had to go through a big bin of papers (I used to aspire to be a writer and saved everything) http://i.imgur.com/qQ78Jur.jpg Turned out it wasn't even in there. Just mainly Pon and Zi doodles like this: http://i.imgur.com/3fdRnLP.jpg (Please forgive the lack of rotation) And eventually... I found the paper! It wasn't construction paper, sorry, but sketching paper. http://i.imgur.com/rHNG3nA.jpg Explanations: For some reason I had written my old address on it, so that's that blotted out part. #1) My name, next to my Cousin's. #2) The date I wrote all this down #3) I was flying back to California, also doodles. #4) The first time I wrote it down. #5) 'He will kill 401' after further 'investigating' we found out they meant 401 people were going to die. Seeing as it was a large plane, this number I assume is correct. #6) First time we saw his name, after my grandfather had spelled it out. #7) The date, a little bit out of order. #8) HIJ stands for Henry Irving Jacob, a famous ghost who always gave his initials out. That's why I knew ZNZ were initials from the beginning. #9) I don't know what this is, but as I was putting the red 9 next to it I realized it might be a gate terminal at the airport. #10) The latitude and longitude. Didn't realize what that was until after watching Lost, lol.

And as annoying as it was to do all that searching, kind of cool... look what I found! http://i.imgur.com/tjUqvJi.jpg My boarding pass! From the same day. However, that was my first flight, to Miami, not departing from it. I couldn't find the other one but nonetheless it proves I was in that airport on the date written down. That's why I pointed out my name in the previous picture.