I am thirteen and I have some stuff to say. I'm not positive if I'm psychic or not. But someone once told me that everyone is psychic, but we as (skeptical) humans tend to "turn off" that thought. In other words, we tend to dismiss it, and block that idea. Like atheists (no offence to anyone) tend to "block" God, so they don't "feel" or "hear" God when that certain time comes. I have an example of "blocking" a psychic feeling coming up.
Anyways, when I was in elementary school, I always saw "things" out of the corner of my eye (s). Like, when I was sitting on the couch or something, I would always see black figures sticking out of the bathroom or walking down the hall. As I got older, I dismissed the idea that anything was in the house, but now I regret it, seeing that I could have most likely been identified as "psychic". My mom still sees these things, seeing that she did not dismiss that idea of anyone being in the same household as us, and not be living. But now my mom and I (mostly my mom, though) have the thought in our minds that my grandpa (aka my mom's dad) is there with us, but I think he left when I was twelve. I believe he left when I was twelve, because that night when my mom mentioned it (I was in seventh grade), I realized that my grandpa was there. But then he left that night, I know, because I didn't feel his presence there anymore. And one night, when I was really sad and was crying, I felt as if a blanket was being pulled over me, like a big, comfortable hug was engulfing me. Then I told my mom about it, and she told me Grandpa was hugging me. I later on realized that it could have be my Guardian Angel, or it could of been Grandpa. Most likely Grandpa, because he was there at the time.
Guardian Angel moments:
I just started getting into Angels in August, so I looked them up more. And then I found out that my Guardian Angel's name is Christopher from all of the research on how to contact your Guardian Angel that I came across (I asked him). And when I asked him to visit me one time during summer break, he did. I can tell, because I saw orbs of floating light dancing around my eyes during that time. And he stayed with me for a while. And I saw him walking down the hallway. I mean, literally, out of the corner of my eye, I saw him walking past my door. I was scared at first, then I just smiled. Now I don't really see a lot of orbs of colors, only every once in a while. And one night, after I was finished asking him questions and I was going to sleep, I felt something touch my foot. There was nothing above it; no blanket, no dog tail (my dogs like to sleep with me), nothing like that. Then right after that, I saw a flash right under my left eye on my pillow. When my door is cracked open, the TV from my parent's room is always on, so the "shadows" (or whatever you call them) drift into my room, but they go across my room, opposite from the head of the bed, because my door was cracked open. And the light I saw on my pillow was really bright, and it was like a flash. It was pure white. So I'm imagining that Christopher was saying bye to me.
One time, when my mom was picking me up from my bus stop (this wasn't so long ago), we were listening to a song by Queen (not my style, but I just decided to suck it up and let it go). And I randomly asked if he was gay. I thought Queen was one man at the time, then my mom started telling me that it was a band and a whole bunch of other stuff that I managed to tune out. At the end, she said, yes, the lead singer was gay. And I was surprised, seeing that I had no detail of ever knowing that. My mom was surprised, too. There was another time, but I forgot. I'll have to get back to that one.
Also, I have these visions in my dreams about what would happen if I do something one way (the "bad" way), so that I stay away from it. But I don't really remember having those visions until the time to remember it comes. And then I have the vision of what would happen if I went back and got something from a classroom or something like that at that time. One instance was when I was going to lunch with the rest of my science class, and then I wanted to go back to the classroom real quick and get my folder or my book or something like that. But then I saw the vision of me walking down the school's hallway (the same floor, the same wall, everything) to lunch, and me going back to the classroom to get my folder (or book) and then my teacher got mad at me. That was all in my vision. So I always stay away from the "bad" way and just forget about getting what I was going to get. Sometimes I even remember faintly about a vision after I wake up, thinking, where did that happen? I never saw that place before. But this doesn't happen nearly as much as it did when I was in elementary school.
Well, that's the end of this. Could anyone please help me understand what's going on? Does any of this (especially the last part) happen to anyone?