Just before it happened there was this vague sense of familiarity the washed over Selena as she walked into the room. Just seconds before she turned she knew that this had happened before and she could predict her next move only a millisecond before it happened.

By swampygreenie, June 9, 2014.

I sat there in the concert hall, my heart throbbing along with the orchestra music, and lost my sense of reality. Something clicked. It was in the brisk temperature of the room, the buttery lighting on the stage, the swell of the music--especially in the music. My mind sang, "You know this! You've been here before, heard this before!" It couldn't be; this was the first time I had set foot in a concert hall, the first time I'd heard the piece of music. But the ache of familiarity was so powerful, I began second-guessing those simple facts. The world felt like my earliest memory, like a dream half-remembered. I had the queerest feeling that I'd lived through this moment before...

But then that moment ended, & so did the odd feeling. Shaking my head, I mumbled, "Deja vu."

By Sariah Smith, June 11, 2014.

I was on the very brink of knowing all it is possible to know, but the barrier of impending doom held it at bay. For the briefest of moments I knew precisely what was to occur, yet could never be certain until the event.
Who was I? What had I done? Had I fallen like one of the princes? Had I been born into the land of forgetfulness, and to die like a man?

By albee, July 11, 2014.

I somehow knew that it had happened some time before... I was living a moment that had already been lived. Everything was familiar in my eyes. Then in that fleeting moment of familiarity, all that might have been lived before deemed itself brand new.

By Britney M., June 9, 2014.