cool story... I bet when you met someone and then said "good bye".. it totally scared the crap out of them...lol...... for me it ramped up WHEN puberty hit... or, when everyone around me hit puberty..... lol10. I was at Great Aunt Mary's and Uncle Joe's house. In his den, in a bungalow on Indianapolis Boulevard in East Chicago. Still smell the pipe smoke. The thought popped into my head that this will be the last time I will see him. He died soon after.
The same thing happened with his wife and later another great aunt, then another.
I stopped being the strange little boy from The Twilight Zone who knew when people were going to die, once puberty hit.