This is Val, the third vendettaBabe. I am the empath. One of my then friends allowed me to write the story "different in a normal town". Since we don't talk anymore, I wanted to let her know I'm thankful. Anyhow, now back to my story. I have always been different and I accept that, but lately, I've had dreams that leave me very tired and I wake up almost every night now, trying to see something that I don't even know. I just get the feeling that something wants my help, but I don't know how to help it.
For the past month or so, I've discovered I can do something else with my abilities. I can dream conversations that other people are having, and know what they were saying, even when I am sure I am asleep. The first time this happened, I fell asleep at about 11PM. In my dream, I saw my mom and dad talking. My mom asked my dad, "So, you have to go to church tomorrow?" and my dad answered, "Yes, I have to be there at seven, so I am leaving at six a.m."
The next morning I woke up and my dad was gone. I asked my mom where dad was and she said, "He had to go to church." I then blurted out, "Oh yeah, he had to be there at seven so he left at six." My mom stared at me like I was going crazy and then said, "Yes, he did. How did you know that? Were you eavesdropping?" I told my mom I was because my parents don't approve of anything to do with my empathy, so I haven't told them anything about what I can do.
During the next four weeks, up until this Saturday, I had two more of these kinds of dreams. In one, I dreamt my cats, muffin and cinnamon had gotten lost and that my mom was up looking for them. I dreamt that she found them and then she said to my ten-year-old brother who was with her, "Oh, look honey, there they are. I am going to spank these cats, they almost gave me a heart attack!" Then, at breakfast, my mom was retelling the story, and then she got to the part when she told us what she said when she found the cats. It was the exact same thing I had dreamt.
Today I was watching TV and during the commercials I was flipping through the channels. I then saw that show Hannah Montana was on. I have t tell you, I do NOT watch that show much. I'm only familiar with a few of the episode, like four of five of them. Well, when I go to that channel, all of a sudden I see the whole episode in my head, really fast. Then, I kind of snap out of it and come back to reality, and the show was just starting, the introduction song just finishing.
I can tell where people are in my house or any other small to medium room. Most of the time, I can even tell who those people are. I also hate loud noises, and when there are a lot of people in a room, I get claustrophobic and think I'm going to faint.
When I play music or watch TV, the sound is really low, and my friends and brothers are always annoyed with me when they are watching TV with me, because I will lower the volume of the TV, usually on twenty or more, down to nine or ten. They hate me for it. I understand that I'm special now, and I am way less alone than I was before I found out that there was actually a name for those people like me, and that there's more of me, empaths that is. But still, I want to know, in the eyes of others, am I going crazy?