I want to start off saying that this is weird for me to admit to others except for my grandmother and my mom. Through out my life they are the only two people I have met in person who had any form of psychic experience and when they found out I did my grandmother celebrated. My grandmother and my mom are both mediums, possibly something in the blood line 2 tribes of Native American.
When I was 4, I used to see and talk to this spirit who always seemed grumpy. I would sit and draw him and when asked who he was, I would point to him only my mother saw him. My grandmother could feel him though.
Soon after my mother remarried and conceived one of my sisters, because my stepfather didn't believe in knowing the gender my mom never found out until I told her it was a girl. 3 weeks before she was born. When my mother brought her home not even knowing the baby's name I immediately run to the door and said, "Hi Dara. Both of them looked at me shocked because they didn't tell anyone about the name. While Dara and I where growing up, I constantly knew what she needed and where she was. My dad called it the big brother connection. It's still that same way now with both my sisters.
We moved again after the second sister was born to a house down the street from a cemetery. I will never stepped foot in there again. I was 7 years old and woke up at 3 a.m. I looked down the hallway and saw a black cloaked figure walk out of my parents' room and into my sister's room. I was paralyzed in my bed when I saw a little boy in my room and he told me to hide.
Listening to him, I hid under the covers and peeked out to see the figure standing and staring at me from the end of the hallway I blacked out to screaming voices. When I woke up I told my mother and she told me that she already knows that something was in the house because of how it felt. At the end of that week I moved back in with my Grandparents.
While I was living with them the activity died down but I kept seeing the same little boy but there was something else that only stayed in the shadows. After 12 years of being followed by it he finally showed me himself, he has 6 arms and 4 are cut all over only 2 of them look human and he has 6 swords sheathed to his back. Both of them have been around me since I moved out of that house.
With the exception of those two spirits almost everything died down and I almost felt relieved but I started feeling how everyone feels. If I make eye contact with them I loose myself to what they are feeling and why they are feeling it. I had to be admitted when I was 13 because it overwhelmed me. While I was at the hospital I wore sunglasses constantly until something told me to not wear them one day. A girl who was molested by her father had a visitor and it was the family when she ran crying everyone thought it was because they weren't ready to take her home yet. Following my gut feeling I went to her room and started talking to her and made eye contact and knew everything, I gave her a hug and was crying myself. When she asked what was wrong with me I admitted I could grab (cant think of a better term) emotions and the reason behind it she thought I was crazy until I proved it to her a week later, I had told her that I knew about her father which she admitted to. The very next day we both went home (well she moved in with her grandparents the father finally snapped and admitted it).
Soon after I was released I started dating this girl who brought all the activity up and back to life. I started to have Déjà-vu like experiences almost every other night. We dated for 4 years and got engaged last year planned a family bought a house and everything. We both came from well to do families so they were happy. A few other events happened and resulted in my heart failing rendering me right on deaths doorstep. When the paramedics found me in the house my heart rate was 10bpm and my liver kidneys and brain were failing. I have never done drugs before nor will I ever.
During that time I remember being torn in two directions one way was a light and the other was 3 different shadow figures and part of myself being ripped out of me. But right where my body was I could see my sister reaching for me and heard her calling me saying you can't leave like this. Neither of my sisters saw me in the hospital but when I told my mother she said that she wasn't surprised because my sister was calling my name in her sleep. I was in for 5 days I was awake for and was unconscious for 3. But I don't know how long I was unconscious for before the paramedics found me. When I was released I went to my Mom's house and found a renter for mine.
Since then I have lost the ability to feel most emotions except for anger and hate. I have to force all the others I don't cry I don't get sad or get happy. Part of me is missing. Because of that I discovered that I had better control over every other emotion. I am also able to impose or send my will to some animals. I've tried on a collie and German Sheppard without speaking only thinking what I want them to do. And 9 times out of 10 it happens.
I have skipped around a lot I know and sorry for that just some of what was skipped over is part of what made me be relieved that I wasn't alone most of my teenage years. The spirits had spent time with me and proven to me that I really wasn't what everyone thought I was. If you're interested I will email it because part of it is very sensitive information.
Thanks for reading
Any help would be greatly appreciated. Although I have possibly found out what was stolen from me with the help of a member here.