30: Irritating Intuition

30: Irritating Intuition

From Chicken Soup for the Soul: Dreams and the Unexplainable

Irritating Intuition

Trust yourself. You know more than you think you do.

~Benjamin Spock

The cold January wind was fighting my car as I sped down the freeway. Morning classes were over, and I had a few hours free until I needed to be back at the community college for my evening class. Rather than drive the half-hour home, just to turn around again, I was planning on spending the afternoon studying at my grandma’s house nearby.

“Go home.”

I actually jumped, thinking someone was in the car with me! But no, I was alone in the old Pontiac. I shrugged my shoulders and tried to shake off the creepy feeling. I must just be hearing things, I told myself, like when you’d swear someone just called your name, but no one has.

“Go home.”

This time, I realized the words were coming from inside my mind. Wow, I must have had way too much coffee or something. I’m freaking myself out. My exit was coming up, and I slid the old car into the right-hand lane. I was about to take the ramp when . . .

“Go HOME!”

I swerved the car back out of the exit lane just in time.

All right, fine. Like any sane person would do, I will follow the voice in my head. I will drive a whole thirty minutes out into the country, all the way home, only to turn around and drive thirty minutes back to school. You win, oh voice of insanity.

A half-hour later, still fuming at myself, I pulled into the driveway . . . and found the yard on fire.

Our dogs had chewed through the extension cord for the Christmas lights, setting the dry January grass ablaze!

The fire was still small, so I jumped out of the car, hiked my long skirt up into my waistband, and grabbed a shovel. I threw some dirt on the fire and then stomped it out.

Nobody else had been home. If I hadn’t heard that insistent, irritating voice on the freeway, our family home likely would have been damaged.

As it was, the only damage was a scorched lawn and melted soles on my boots.

~Jessica Ghigliotti

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