this whole talking about things is new for me so i’m sorry if i ramble too much.
i don’t expect replies or anything i just needed get this out.
i hear things. i mean that in the way i can hear something calling my name when i’m by myself or if i can’t find something, i get a voice that sounds like it’s inside my ear telling me where it is. i also hear music in the middle of the night, usually faint piano music. my ears will start ringing randomly to the point where i can’t hear anything anymore before stopping abruptly.
i remember one time when i was still in school. i lived in a secluded area, so it was a long stretch of road surrounded by trees and about a 10 minute walk from my bus stop to my house. i got off the bus one afternoon with my earphones in. i waited for the bus to drive off before crossing the road. i am aware it isn’t smart to cross the road with earphones in but the road is usually quiet. i dropped my keys halfway across the road. i stopped and picked them up and the suddenly i heard a loud voice in my head scream RUN at me. something in my gut told me to listen so i ran. as my foot hit the grass verge on the other side of the road, a cement truck came flying past me through the place i was stood not even 2 seconds before. i looked around but there was no one there. i also talk to myself, but most of time the voice who replies in my head doesn’t feel like me.
i don’t know why i hear voices giving advice or helping me.
my mother feels things. she’s sensitive to energies and emotions. her best friend is a witch. my father is a skeptic. i grew up seeing things. people and animals mainly. most kids have an imaginary friend who is their own age, but mine was an older gentleman who turned out to look exactly like the man who lived in my old house before me. i had never seen the man before, but my parents found pictures of him in our attic one day and i apparently pointed at the photo and said ‘thats my friend!’ but having a skeptic as a father meant that every time i told him he brushed it off as me being silly. my mum believes me though, as did her friend. i do have to admit it’s a bit worrying being told at the age of 12 that you’re like a lightbulb and spirits flock to you like moths.
i now live by a cemetery and i cannot tell you how many times i’ve seen figures in there who disappear as soon as i blink. i keep waking up at 2:11am with an icy cold band around my forearm and an indent on the edge of my bed that looks like someone is sitting there. my cat and my dog refuse to come into my room and my dog will randomly start barking at me throughout the day. i’ve seen a figure in the corner of my room and electronic devices and lights hate me. they keep breaking or flickering when i’m near them. ive recently had to get a new phone. my things keep disappearing and ending up in ridiculous places.
i just really needed to get this off my chest. people may not believe me or understand but i needed to get this all out. this is my truth and it’s okay if you all think i’m making it up. but i’m not.
i don’t expect replies or anything i just needed get this out.
i hear things. i mean that in the way i can hear something calling my name when i’m by myself or if i can’t find something, i get a voice that sounds like it’s inside my ear telling me where it is. i also hear music in the middle of the night, usually faint piano music. my ears will start ringing randomly to the point where i can’t hear anything anymore before stopping abruptly.
i remember one time when i was still in school. i lived in a secluded area, so it was a long stretch of road surrounded by trees and about a 10 minute walk from my bus stop to my house. i got off the bus one afternoon with my earphones in. i waited for the bus to drive off before crossing the road. i am aware it isn’t smart to cross the road with earphones in but the road is usually quiet. i dropped my keys halfway across the road. i stopped and picked them up and the suddenly i heard a loud voice in my head scream RUN at me. something in my gut told me to listen so i ran. as my foot hit the grass verge on the other side of the road, a cement truck came flying past me through the place i was stood not even 2 seconds before. i looked around but there was no one there. i also talk to myself, but most of time the voice who replies in my head doesn’t feel like me.
i don’t know why i hear voices giving advice or helping me.
my mother feels things. she’s sensitive to energies and emotions. her best friend is a witch. my father is a skeptic. i grew up seeing things. people and animals mainly. most kids have an imaginary friend who is their own age, but mine was an older gentleman who turned out to look exactly like the man who lived in my old house before me. i had never seen the man before, but my parents found pictures of him in our attic one day and i apparently pointed at the photo and said ‘thats my friend!’ but having a skeptic as a father meant that every time i told him he brushed it off as me being silly. my mum believes me though, as did her friend. i do have to admit it’s a bit worrying being told at the age of 12 that you’re like a lightbulb and spirits flock to you like moths.
i now live by a cemetery and i cannot tell you how many times i’ve seen figures in there who disappear as soon as i blink. i keep waking up at 2:11am with an icy cold band around my forearm and an indent on the edge of my bed that looks like someone is sitting there. my cat and my dog refuse to come into my room and my dog will randomly start barking at me throughout the day. i’ve seen a figure in the corner of my room and electronic devices and lights hate me. they keep breaking or flickering when i’m near them. ive recently had to get a new phone. my things keep disappearing and ending up in ridiculous places.
i just really needed to get this off my chest. people may not believe me or understand but i needed to get this all out. this is my truth and it’s okay if you all think i’m making it up. but i’m not.
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