Honestly, I don't know where to start, so many different things have happened to me over the years, From seeing ghosts (although, I can not anymore, I can feel their presences daily) to being able to sense what's going to happen or knowing what someone is going to say.
I would just say that I'm a very open and accepting person.
Just over a year ago, a class mate of mine unexpectedly died after a motor bike accident, we were never close as we weren't in the same circle of friends but we used to spend study time together along with a few other friends, and he always seemed to be behind me in lessons, so we always had a laugh when I yet again bumped into his long legs as they rested under my chair. So we were never strangers to each other, but he was always someone I used to... And still do look up to, he cared so much for his friends, and there was no guardedness about him...
So as you could expect we were all devastated when we found out what happened, it still brings tears to my eyes today... If there was one person that that shouldn't have happened to, it would have been him.
Over the few months that past his death, weird things started to happen, nothing scary or that would make me feel uncomfortable, if anything the presence was a comforting one, although it doesn't happen as much now, I used to be able to feel a hand gently posed to my back. But this particular night, at about 3am, my computer somehow turned it's self on (after turning it off) and the song " High hopes " but Pink Floyd started playing on it's own, and then turned it's self off again. Here are the verses that make me believe it's him:
Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young
In a world of magnets and miracles
Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary
The ringing of the division bell had begun
Along the long road and on down the causeway
Do they still meet there by the cut
There was a ragged band that followed in our footsteps
Running before time took our dreams away
Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground
To a life consumed by slow decay
The grass was greener
The light was brighter
With friends surrounded
The night of wonder
Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us
To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side
Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again
Dragged by the force of some inner tide
At a higher altitude with flag unfuried
We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world
Encumbered forever by desire and ambition
There's a hunger still unsatisfied
Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon
Though down this road we've been so many times
And then a year later, the day of his funeral, the same thing happened again.
But what I really want to talk about, is what happened last night.
I'd woken up after being to warm, and so I went to open my door to get some cold air coming through. As I laid down, I heard a door being closed downstairs, my first thought was that it was my mum getting a drink, but then the footsteps started coming upstairs and the light was not on, (I then assumed that it was my brother, but he doesn't remember getting up, and the footsteps didn't go onto his room) across the landing and then into my room to yet again turn on my computer, I have to admit that this time I was quite scared, but I didn't get a bad feeling about the situation, after about 10 minutes, the footsteps went away.
I guess, I'm searching for explanations, and if someone from the other side is trying to contact me or give me a message or needs help, then how can I do so...
Thanks for taking the time to read.