My name is Emma. I am 15 years old. This is my story.
My mother has always had an interest in the spirit world. She can occasionally see a spirit, but mostly they communicate with her in dreams. She believes that troubled spirits come to her, and she crosses them to the other side.
I have always believed in spirits, but never had many experiences myself... Until a few months ago. I was about 9 hours in to a 15 hour flight from Australia to Los Angeles, I couldn't sleep so I was just sitting in my seat daydreaming. I guess I must have become pretty zoned out, because suddenly I found myself making eye contact with an air-hostess. The exact moment I looked in her eye, I heard in my head "I really hope Theodore has a good flight". It was over before I knew what was going on, but I was 100% sure the thought was not my own.
I've always been pretty perceptive about people, but that was taking it to a whole new level.
And more things have been happening to me lately. If I let my mind slip into a meditative state such as the one it was in on the airplane, I can see white glowing auras around people. I'm also starting to see these auras with colors too.
The night the Air France plane went down, I had been very uneasy and unable to fall asleep quickly. I remember lying awake all night, with an overwhelming feeling of dread in my mind. The next morning at breakfast I mentioned the strange night I had, and my mom told me that she had spent the night with the same feeling, only spirits were coming to her in her dreams, and even just when she closed her eyes. It was the Air France plane.
Around a week ago I was trying to fall asleep, when out of nowhere 3 books fell off my bookcase. I turned my light on, and saw that there was no logical reason for them falling off. I went back to bed hoping to not be disturbed again, but I heard a tap on my window. I got really freaked out, and decided to just ignore it. Soon enough, I was asleep, and had a dream about being on an airplane. It started off as normal, but on the aircraft there was a growing sense of panic. Then the dream quickly transitioned into another. I was at my grandma's house with my Mom and Brother. The house was surrounded by forest, which was odd because my grandmas house is in the English countryside, surrounded by farmland. We were hiding from a bear. I remember the bear breaking into the house, it was just a cub, but seemed dangerous so we shot it. Then the mother bear charged in, furious we had killed her cub, and chased us throughout the house. I then woke up, at 6am, and went downstairs. I saw my mom was awake and on the computer, so I went in and told her about my dreams. They had been seemingly more vivid than my usual dreams are. When I had finished telling her, she told me that on that night, an airplane had crashed in Pakistan, killing all the passengers. She then discovered, that there had also been a bear who wandered on to a very popular campsite right outside of Yellowstone, and killed 1 person, while injuring two others. The bear had cubs.
It seems as if when bad things happen, I am clairvoyant, and I pick up on them. The recent dream about the airplane and the bears kind of freaked me out. I dreamt about the bear one in good detail, because I even knew that the bear was female and had cubs.
My mom looked pretty shocked when I told her.
So I want to know, what does this mean? Am I clairvoyant like my mom? How many people also experience any of this?