I'm Nikka, 23 years old.
I'm no psychic, I believe so. There may be some strange things that have been happening to me but those don't make me consider myself as a psychic.
I came from a family with 6th sense. My aunt is considered as an "albularyo" and she sometimes do exorcism. My grandfather and grandmother, her parents, used to do these too. Also, my cousin has a very active 3rd eye which her son inherited.
In my immediate family, no one seems to have an active sixth sense though me and my sister can feel and sometimes see other elements. Right now, as I am writing this, I can feel a pair of eyes watching me from behind. My head is spinning and I have no idea why.
I have so much to share. I need someone to clarify things to me. I don't have anyone else to talk to about these weird stuffs going through. I need honest opinions. I need you.
Let's start with...
I used to live in our province when I was child. The very first time I saw a ghost was when I was about 12 years old. An instance I have never forgotten until now yet I can't even say if it's real or just a dream.
In this province, I came back to study 3rd year high school and this is when it all started.
I was sleeping on a double deck with my sister, me on the corner near our study table. I'm not sure if I was dreaming then but everything was so clear though the only light we have in the room is the light coming from a candle. Everything was what it was really. Our position as we were sleeping, our clothes that night... I opened my eyes then I saw someone, a black image of a man sitting in front of me as if he was sitting there for a long time watching me sleep. I went to sleep again and ignored what I saw. The following morning, I totally recall everything. Clear as a crystal.
I never saw it again until when I was back here in Manila and was already working. On the corner where our office dispenser was located, on the glass door beside it, I can feel a presence of a tall man watching me as I refill my cup with water. The feeling was so strong that I almost run back in our area.
The next time, on the same office while we were waiting for the elevator, I faced the glass door to check myself. I thought I was still staring at my image when it came to me that what I was seeing is not my reflection anymore. It was it again, the shadow of a man. When I was getting the attention of my other officemates to show it to them, it moved back inside our office with it's face facing down as if disappointed.
Then there's this time when I got sick so we went to an "albularyo" first. The images that appeared in her melted candles were a dark image of a man. She said that someone liked me. I never gave attention to what she said until this last week when my sister's friend, who has an active sixth sense, told my sister that that thing is following me because he likes me. My sister and I were both surprise for neither of us had mentioned it to her.
Is this thing something I should worry about? Anyone here having the same experience?
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