Every single family that has died, from the very first time death was in my life, I knew they were going to die. I dont tell them of course, but I do say my goodbye's. The day my aunt died, who was very close to the family, I called my mom (her sister) and told her. She died at 10pm Sept. 10th, 2004 which was the very night I told my mom she was going to die. I looked at my other aunt on her death bed, in my living room and knew she was going to die. I told my dad and she died at 6pm that night. I dont know how I know, but I do. Its an overwhelming sadness that comes over me and a voice that says "say goodbye".