First, my name is Ivy and I'm a clairsentient thirteen year old.
I don't know what these are called, or if they're even an ability. I'm guessing it's just... What everyone has a little?
I have this thing about old places. Or old objects, I don't know, I'm not even sure if I have things about OLD things or they share a same characteristics that I'm missing.
God...I don't know how to explain this...um...
I'm sensitive about the energies in old places. Like historical sites. Really old ones, or traumatic sites. Not museums though, everything is normal and I don't get anything. I get these sad, vibrating, sometimes painful feelings and auras in old sites. Or just any old resident houses. The atmospheres all different sometimes, but mostly sad.
I remember Harper's Ferry (it's this civil war site before civil war started) so clearly, that huge place! My family went there in a small vacation or something, and we were walking around, going INSIDE to those, those aura-filled houses (ugh), and that whole town gave me auras and (sometimes) headaches. I didn't tell anyone about it. I don't know why. I think maybe I thought everyone HAD the sad feeling. I, I don't know. I thought everyone had the old, misty, feeling from old houses. Going through all those exhibitions in each houses and the old objects and old videos about what happened in there, it was just all so hurting and... Mixed auras. I wanted to get out in middle of a video, because I could feel what happened in there. John Brown, the abolitionist guy's house.
I remember being surprised asking about 6 months later that visit to my mom and my sister how the visit was kind of... Bizarre and getting an answer that was 'I don't get what you're talking about, it was fun.'
This is awfully long, sorry.
And one of the other site that I remember was, my mom and my sister and I, again went to an old site that we didn't know it even existed, right across a building near our house. I remember being interested at first, walking around the old town and old libraries and churches, because I usually like old historical sites, (really, I do.) Then we went close to this tree covered, old house. There were feelings. My mom and sister was trying to open the door, but it was locked. I wanted to leave and I kept saying to them 'let's go, it's not opened, see the open hours.' And kind of begged to leave that house. I don't know why, the feelings weren't that bad this time. I got 'loneliness' all over. I remember being really nervous around the house, looking around.
So...that's it. Finally. There were few others, but not as important or special as these two. Thank you for reading to here, I bet it was boring. Haha.
So my wonderings are, why am I feeling these things and what are they (if there are words for it) called? Empathy?