I have since my earliest childhood memory, been haunted by one thing or another. Either it be the time my bed levitated and shook violently and I could sense a being on my left side, and watched as a shadow being walk from the right side of my bed to the left and it end as soon as it reached the left, or it be the moving action figures and paintings in my room I’ve always had something paranormal (something other than normal not necessarily just ghosts )happening to me.
I’ve always had a strong affinity to precognition, and have even had a waking vision of my mothers death. Every son in my family as a matter of fact has been strongly connected to all things paranormal. I did not find this out until recently in my life, and up until then thought I was the only one. My father died when I was very young and had not had an opportunity to ask about all of this, and my mother avoids the subject vigorously.
In order to find out more of what’s going on in my life I asked a friend of mine for help and he of course followed through. He took me to a friend of his who is was and always will be a very powerful practitioner of magic. I told him my plight and started gathering what he needed to do his thing. He gathered what I would call a chalice some sort of brewed liquid that smelled strong of herb, and a needle. He told me that in order to find out everything he needed he would need some blood, just a small amount. He said he had tried to just sense what he need but could not sense anything as if I were blocking him. I complied to his request and went to his rest room, sanitized my hand his needle and drew some blood from my finger and left it on the needle. He then told me to drop it in the chalice, and began focusing on the chalice. He did this for about 2-3 minutes and jumped up with a start eyes as wide as the moon. Without saying a word he jumped up and ran out the door and outside.
I stood there for not too long and ran after him to find him outside smoking turned away from me. I asked him what he felt and he proceeded to tell me that I was the most powerful person that he had ever felt in his entire life. He was 37 at the time and is now in his 40s practicing all of his life. He told me he would talk to his high priest and I haven’t received a response from him for some times and haven’t heard anything from him as a matter of fact I haven’t even seen him.
This wasn’t all though, for a neighboring towns has a forest that has been infested by witches warlocks and necromancers which has lead to many things being sighted there. I decided to see what I could find and focused my mind on these woods and felt my consciousness start to seep from my body and into these woods. I was then mentally pushed back and told to turn away or suffer the consequences.
More or less what I’m saying is with all this information what am I and what is happening to me?
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