My story starts when I was very little (maybe 6 or 7 years old). I used to lay in bed at night and hear voices. At this time, I didn't know they were the voices of spirits. I didn't know what a psychic was, or a medium. Or that I might be one. They would sometimes be in the form of echoes. Other times, they were so muffled I couldn't hear them. But they were always yelling. Trying to get my attention, I guess. They never found me. I wasn't afraid, but I wasn't completely comfortable with it, either. I thought maybe they were my invisible imaginary friends, or something. And they would only come at night when everyone else was asleep.
After a while, the voices went away. But, just recently, they returned. In fact, they came back last night. I will hear doors slamming from downstairs, feet pounding up the steps, even a shadow following me everywhere. When I went downstairs to get something, it was very dark, and someone--or something--shoved me and I flew smack into the front door. Is this their way of trying to ask for help? Or something? I don't know. I'm just confused. I also hear tapping on my window at night, and a man actually spoke to me last night. He was babbling nonsense, then I asked him what was wrong, and he said he'd kill me. I told him to calm down, then he went away. There was also a woman who said, "No. This isn't right." I guess she was in denial, or something about being on the other side. I told her it was okay, and she left. That's when I started to suspect the possibility of me being a medium.
Then, the next day, I started SENSING spirits. In every room I went. I could read how they felt: peaceful, happy, angry. They never approached me or spoke to me, so I never did so to them. I'm still afraid and confused and feel crazy, all at once...and...and I just want some answers. Am I a medium or not?
Thanks for the comments and help,