For as long as I can remember I have had experiences with spirits of varying nature. There are too many to list in one go so i'll share a few of my experiences now and may either edit this post or start a new feed to explain more, dependant on any response here
I'll begin with my earlier experiences. I can only remember as far back as my early teens as part of my memory has been somehow blocked over recent years (a problem I will discuss another time)
My earliest memories are at the age of around 12, of a beautiful woman named Cassandra who sort of protected me, she would gracefully float in through my bedroom window at night and warn off any unwanted entities, which it happened my old house was full of.
In that house we had doors slamming, things being knocked off shelves in every room, both myself and my mother often heard a young girl playing and sometimes calling for her mummy in the bathroom, tv's and cd players would turn on by themselves, once I remember my mother saying it wasn't even plugged in. So yeah, the house was what most would call haunted, but it never bothered me, I would sit up at night and just listen to them talking until the point where cassandra would kick them out because I usually started getting headaches.
At the age of 13 I was playing in the cellar(basement) which opened out into the back garden. I had the light out waiting to jump out on my brothers. After a while of waiting I looked up to see the silhouette of a boy through the window of the door to the next half of the cellar. After a few seconds of him just standing there I realised he was taller than my brothers and appeared to be wearing a baseball cap. I started to feel scared and slowly pushed the door open, I felt it hit someone and then it hit the wall. I rushed out in a panic thinking i'd knocked someone down the steps just outside the door, I ran outside where my mother was sitting with her friends and they swore nobody had been in or out of there.
Age of around 14 I met a boy of my own age who told me he could see spirits, I thought he was just a bit mad at first and was making fun of me, but when we where alone he told me all the things i'd been experiencing in my house and was spot on even though I hadn't told anyone at that point. He then started telling me whenever he saw a spirit and quite often I could see them before he mentioned them, my most vivid memory is of a man with a dog, the dog actually chased my friend down the street, though I think he only ran away for my amusement
My friend also claimed to have another soul inside him, he let him come forward the one day, which i'll be honest scared me a lot and i'm ashamed to admit is the main reason I lost contact with him.
A while after all of that my phone made a recording in the middle of the night, of a voice seemingly of someone that would have been right next to my head whispering "wake up" and then slightly louder "f*** off" seemingly to someone else.
The following night there were so many voices in my room that I couldn't handle it. I curled up in a ball with my hands on my head and begged for them to leave me alone. I felt Cassandra's spirit ushering them all out of the window, she went out behind them, leaving me crying alone on my bed.
Other than seeing cats run past me now and again I didn't have any actual encounters with spirits until a couple of years after that when I met a guy who reopened my eyes.
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At the age of 16 I met a boy who I started a romantic relationship with. After a few days we started to talk about spiritual experiences, he told me about a woman who stayed mainly in his attic, after a while I started to feel her presence and my senses started to open again. We used to take walks up the mountains near my home. One day we were walking up a path that went past what I think was the remains of an old miners house. I suddenly saw a woman in a flowing white dress wearing no shoes, running up the dirt path ahead of us, she looked back in fear, turned a corner and was gone. I looked back and saw a stern looking man standing outside the house remains, he looked angrily straight at me then vanished. I then had a vision of the woman's face and a silver ring with a red stone in the river, she wanted me to find it so I looked (sadly never found it) as I was looking, my boyfriend admitted that he had lied about his age and was only 13, our relationship ended a few weeks afterwards.
Just before I turned 18 I met somene else, we got close and moved into a flat together. One morning he left for work at 6am as usual and I went back to sleep. I woke at around 9, kicked the blankets off and started to sit up. All of a sudden I was frozen to the bed unable to speak, I saw what I first thought was my partner walk in through the bedroom door. I managed to force a whisper and asked "who are you?" a booming but whispering gruff voice replied "a friend" he then walked out the door and vanished. No longer frozen I immediately got up, checked the whole flat in a panic, nobody there. I rang my partner to see if he'd been home, he hadn't.
This happened twice more in the same way. The last time I asked "what do you want" he replied "you" walked over to the bed, sat beside me, leaned over and kissed me, it felt like my lips had been hit by an incredibly strong wind, freezing cold and airy, yet somehow with enough impact to feel solid. I managed to force myself to sit up and he was gone.
Me me my partner argued often, but after that he started complaining that every time I cried after co argument weird things were happening, he was hearing noises, bumps and wails, feeling breath on his neck, feeling like something had hit him and things like that.
One day I was doing the dishes and a clock that sat on top of a high cupboard, safely behind a lip so it couldn't slip, suddenly fell, smashing a plate on the side behind me and sending a sharp knife flying, landing inches from my feet. I was so shocked that I literally stood in one spot until my partner got home. After that I removed myself from everything again, I could still feel the male spirit nearby at all times but he couldn't do anything, I shut him out. A few months later me and my partner ended our 3 year relationship and went our separate ways.
A year later, aged 20 I met up with a guy i'd had a crush on in my teens. We took a walk and went to explore a quarry, as it started to get dark he stood behind me, putting his arms around my waist. After a while of watching the stars he turned me around, I looked into his eyes and we kissed. As our lips met it started to rain, just like something out of a movie
I looked over his shoulder and saw the spirit who had been following me, crouched down watching us. As I looked he turned and ran off into the trees. We walked down the hill hand in hand happier than I had been in a long time an feeling a sense of relief. After a few very happy months we realised our futures weren't on the same paths and decided to stay friends.A few weeks later my sister introduced me to another guy, we were attracted to each other instantly (i tried not to be but he was adorable) we were relaxing with friends, he was sat on the floor infront of the chair I was in, he looked up at me and I literally saw a galaxy in his eyes, we kissed and it felt like I was transported into a whole new world (again like something from a movie) it turned out he was very spiritual and in tune with a lot, he practiced elemental magic, could see peoples spirit animals, he told me mine was co alsatian, turned out he was right. Told me I had a strong energy and that there where a lot of spirits watching of everywhere we went. Talking to him led me to be more open and confident again, I started by practicing moving a candle flame, he told me my element was air, he was right, I had been using the air to manipulate the flame, so I started trying more things with the wind and became much more successful.
I had a habit of catching orbs in photographs. One night he told me to turn out the lights and take a picture of the table in my bedroom, so ofcourse I did. The picture showed the outlines of a young boy and girl crouched under the table. I immediately called him, told him I had a picture and asked what he'd expected me to see. He told me a girl of around 11 and a boy of around 9, he was spot on. He told me they were friendly but that the boy liked to hide my stuff and the girl tried to put them back, though she usually put them in the wrong place, which explained a lot. A few days later I felt the girl take my hand as I left the flat and she held my hand all the way to the shop, after that I found out I was pregnant. Sadly I miscarried at 3months and the relationship came to an end shortly after, but thats just a part of life and I have no bad feelings towards it (i've also been promised that the spirit of the baby I lost will be born in a future pregnancy)
The next chapter starts when I met my current partner, but again I will have to add that here when I next get chance
Thank you for taking the time to read. Love to you all
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