I can elaborate on the mention of fire premonitions.
The first was the neighbors farm house when I was 17. I woke up around 2am, and felt a "buzz" around myself that instantly disturbed my sleep. I went downstairs and got a drink of water, and came back to my room. It was a clear night in November, and I was watching the clouds roll past the moon while smoking a cigarette. I normally wouldn't be looking out the window at night, because the night always gave me a certain "jitter" so I had a tendency to avoid it at the time. I have always been afraid of the dark since I could remember, but this time was different; I was comfortable in just sitting there watching the moon and clouds roll by. I just sat there, for about 15 minutes or so looking out the window until I saw a glowing from the neighbors house. When I looked at it, I saw the windows explode, and the entire house caught almost instantly. It was an old 1800s schoolhouse, so I understand why it caught so quickly. I sat there absolutely stunned, then ran downstairs to call 911 and tell my parents. It was very unsettling, because I had been doing something out of the ordinary paired with the buzzing feeling while I watched it happen. After the fact, the fire was attributed to old wiring that had gone bad, starting a fire in the walls.
I was walking out of my favorite store up north in my home state after shopping, and in the midst of conversation with my sister about kayaking (and other 21 year old things) had a thought randomly occur of the store completely engulfed in flames and collapsing around the rubble. The same photo I had seen in my thoughts was aired on a news broadcast later in the week.There was absolutely nothing about the store that would insinuate that it would burn, or otherwise be comprised in any way in reality. It was distressing, so I immediately pushed the thought out of my mind. I had a funny look on my face and my sister asked what was wrong. So, I told her "do you ever get thoughts of things happening when you're in a certain place" and when she asked what I had on my mind, I told her. She didn't think much of it at the time, but when the store burned down a week later she called and said "Louise...it burned down. Don't you think that's weird? After what you said?" and I did not know what to say. My sister and brother are by far the most supportive, because they have each had their own experiences as well, but rarely speak of them.