a reply to: CallmeRaskolnikov
No, thank goodness I don't see this sort of thing regularly. If I did, I would have to assume that I was crazy--or I'd probably be driven crazy by
seeing freaky things all of the time. Luckily, I lead a fairly routine life. Today, I wrote a rough draft for an essay for school and participated in
an online discussion for class--I'm probably going to hang out with my friends later, but at the moment I'm just chilling with my mom while watching
T.V. While I have experienced some strange things outside of the experiences with demons that I've written about, none of those happenings are
anywhere near as freaky or weird and are more along the lines of what I would classify as normal--since everyone experiences some strange things
throughout life. I am not going to say that I'm done seeing the demonic things--because I just don't know. I would like to never see anything
again--but I can't forget what has happened. It's pretty difficult to deal with.
What makes dealing with it easier is my family--and friends too, of course. My family (on my mother's side) is open to stories of the paranormal--we
are Mexican, after all--and my mother and her older sister and their parents had some weird happenings back when they were children and living in the
suburbs of Chicago. My mother and her sister played with the Ouija board and subsequently caused their house to become very haunted. A variety of
creepy stuff happened--and since they lived there, nobody could live in that house for long. Today, that house in Roseland where they used to live is
abandoned and has been abandoned for a long time. My grandmother (my mother's mother) experienced something weird when she was a young girl after her
father contracted leprosy. Apparently, he had renounced God--and locked himself in a shed outside. In the night, apparently these demonic dog things
started howling for him and scratching at the door (trying to take his soul) and his whole family heard it from where they were in the house. He ended
up getting his faith back (his illness had turned him into a rather violent and unpleasant person), but did end up dying. My aunt (mother's sister)
told me that when she was little, before going to bed, she would see this awful and terrifyingly twisted man's face hovering above her, screaming down
at her with its mouth wide open.
But nobody had anything happen like what's happened to me. When I was born, my grandmother (who was very intuitive and had keen perceptual skills)
said that I was special. I don't know what she meant, but my mom tells me that she didn't say it like, "oh you're so special, you're my
granddaughter." So, maybe me saying no to the demon is what makes me special. To me, I'm just myself and I don't think that anything I've done is
special. I've just done what I thought was right. Which makes me noble-enough, I guess.
So, it's nice that I'm able to speak freely with my mother and father. And it was very comforting as a child that they believed me instantly when I
told them what had happened.
Although I am highly sensitive, I do not "test" my "abilities" and I do not actively seek out the paranormal. If it comes down to it and I end up
seeing something, then it is what it is, but I don't go looking for it. I just see energy all of the time, and I can either focus in on it or let it
kind of blend in with everything else. I notice some things sometimes, like streams of energy that look different in some way than usual, but I don't
know what these differences mean or how to really describe them. Mainly, I suppose I just observe and go with the flow and let things happen as they
are meant to.
If I see spirits, they only come to me in dreams. Both my grandmother and my cat have died--and I have seen them both in dreams. They never speak (not
that my cat ever spoke lol), but I know that it is them. Other than that, I have never seen a human spirit.
edit on 12-11-2015 by rukia
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