Well, what I’m going to tell you all about today is just some events that have occurred over the years with my kids. Seems that they carry the family ability to see and hear things from beyond if that’s what you want to call it.
I’ll start with the oldest… she is now almost 13, but when she was about 3, she asked me to tell her about my uncle Roger. My uncle Roger died when I was 13, and she never knew him. My mom watched her when I worked,and seeing as how he was her favorite brother, I thought maybe she had mentioned him. I asked her about it, and she said she had never mentioned him. So, then I asked my daughter why she wanted to know about my uncle, and she said that he plays with her.
Starting around this time she would wake up at early hours of the morning and cry and throw a fit, and be inconsolable. It worried me and at that age, I don’t think she was able to really relay what was going on. Years passed, and a couple of years ago she started describing to me the symptoms of sleep paralysis. So, I’m wondering if that had anything to do with her fits as a small child. Is it possible for someone so young to experience sleep paralysis?
At a point when I was pregnant with my last child, there was a lot of activity going on here. She was in the kitchen with a cousin of hers digging in the fridge one evening. They got their loot and upon straightening up, said they both saw a man’s face reflecting in the window from behind them. He was white, they are not. The window is about 9 feet from the ground.
At one point her step-dad was working kinda far from home, her brother is disabled and we only have one car. So, I always took him to work, and made it home about 10 minutes after she got off the bus. I started to see her on the porch a lot, and finally said,”Why don’t you go inside? It’s hot out here, did you forget your key?” And her reply was,” I’m not staying in that house alone. Every day there’s a woman talking to me and if I don’t answer, she turns the A/C off.” I found out later this woman was the same one watching her and her sister sleep. She saw her on a regular basis, and they refuse to sleep in their room;the biggest, nicest room in the house with the king size bed. They’ve been sleeping in the living room for a couple of years.
In that same room, I and my man have seen someone pass the doorway, and my second daughter has had an experience. We had a little dog when I was pregnant with my son, the third child. He was small a Chihuahua and he loved the girls, rode in the car with us, slept with them. One day, he had my second daughter in the corner barking. The oldest was yelling for me, and I thought that’s freaking weird, so I picked her up out of the corner, and before I could ask what happened to him, I saw him steady barking at the corner unfazed by my removing her. I let him bark.
The second daughter will not go into the back room we use for storage, either. Even if it’s daytime, she will send me to get her a DVD. She says one day she saw a floating Tom isn’t here, and won’t go anymore. Tom is my mom’s boyfriend, but he is still very much alive. What she saw, just looked like him, so that’s the name she gave it.
My son is now 3, so many times he will laugh his little butt off at the wall or ceiling, and the baby who is now 2 will go in the girl’s room to get a toy or something, and on a couple of occasions has ran out screaming covering her face with her little hands.
Some people may call it a gift, but, I don’t think my girls do.
Sent in by Kelly Strong, Copyright 2010