I just got done reading over a few stories and I can totally relate to many. This is mine.
I was adopted, I found last year my birth line comes from the Carribeans. I do not know my bios.
Around age 6-7, I had my 1st experience. I dreamed of walking down a road with a teenage boy I felt safe and close to. At 9yrs old, I met him, we took the same walk and I remembered it! He was my half brother.
At 11, in 1987, a close aunt died. The night of her burial, I woke, or was dreaming, that she was there. She had on the dress she was buried in, the white dress from Roses, and she kept coming closer and closer to me. I could not speak, I could not move, I could not scream out. I finally said a prayer in my mind. I screamed with all I had. My mother and Grandmother came running in. They think I was dreaming. I do not think I was.
When I was in Alabama at college, I stayed off campus. I rented an apartment remodeled from an old house. The first thing that alerted me was the unusual chill, even in the summer. The top level apartment, I refused to enter, I would feel ill even passing the stairway. I had a dog, a Border Collie, and around a certain time each day, she would sit in front of a window, that was once the main doorway, as if expecting someone. One night, I witnessed a dollar bill move from one side of my dresser to the next. I constantly heard scratching in the walls. My next door neighbor's brother committed suicide in his apartment, found out that the owner's grandmother and great aunt passed away in that room as well.
When I am menstruating, I can finish sentences, my mind plays commercials or songs right before they come on radio or t.v., my senses are very much heightened.
Lately, I have been noticing the numbers on any clock. No matter what time I decide to look, there is almost always a significant number. Like, 2:22 or 9:11 or 12:12. I wake up around 2-4a.m. Always. No matter where I stay, no matter if I take sleep aids. 3a.m. Is the time that stays with me.
I recently had two very vivid dreams about both grandmothers consecutively. Both bad dreams. I woke up from one and when I went back to sleep I had the dream about the other. I will not discuss the dreams with anyone, because I have powerful words. If I say it will happen, there is a great chance it will.
I sometimes get words to tell people, even those I do not know at times. Something tells me to give them a message.
I see the shadows and I hear my voice. Sometimes it is almost yelled, and wakes me, sometimes a whisper.
Well, this is mi vida loca. I hope someone can relate or tell me how to properly channel what I have, if anything at all.