First off, I would appreciate any suggestions or comments from the readers of this story, any and all, because I am mystified by this… so here goes…
My daughter is 9 years old now, but ever since she was born she seemed a bit… I don’t want to say strange, just different. She knew things she couldn’t have known from the time she began to talk. I’ve always been a believer in the paranormal, having had a few experiences myself, but after having her it put a whole new spin on things.
One incident I remember quite clearly happened when she was 4. I had allowed her grandparents to take her to Myrtle Beach with them the summer before she started school, so I’m sure she was only 4. She came back very tan from being in the sun. I had missed her terribly, never having been away from her that long before, so she got tons of hugs and kisses when she got home. She hugged me back and looked at me and said, “Mommy, when you’re really happy you’re orange.” I was puzzled, of course, but laughed and said, “No, I’m peach, but look at you, you’re brown!” She rolled her eyes and said scornfully, like a little adult, and said, “Not your skin, your color!” What in the world was she seeing, my aura? I don’t know how else to explain it.
Another thing she told me once was when we were driving to my mother’s house for our usual Sunday dinner there. I was listening to an old Phil Collins song on the radio, and as everyone knows, he has a very distinctive voice. She listened quietly in the back seat until it was over, then said very calmly, “Mom, did you know that a long time ago when I was a man, my voice sounded just like his?” Talk about being flabbergasted! I nearly drove off the road!
The last story I will tell about in this post happened a couple of years ago. She had been to Michigan over Christmas break from school with her father’s family. She came home and began telling me about a car accident on the interstate that she saw on the way there. She was talking very fast, explaining about the “amberlances”… translation, ambulances… and men on top of the car trying to cut the lady out. At that point she said, “But I knew it wouldn’t do them any good, that lady was already dead.” I was angry at first, thinking that her father had said something she shouldn’t have heard about the accident, because he can be insensitive that way. I questioned her as to who said such a terrible thing in front of her but she kept insisting no one had. I finally asked her straight out how she knew the poor woman was dead already. She hesitated for a moment before saying, “Because I saw her soul come out from the top of the crunched up car while we were waiting for the cars in front of us to move.”
What do you say when your child tells you things like this? She’s never been frightened by any of this, so should I let it go and accept that she may be special?
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