The Quiet One

I guess I am kind of the same 😉
I always wear my Nike jacket no matter what, even if it's Summer.

Oh my gosh, I'm exactly the same! I never seem to get cold. No matter how cold it it. But when everyone else is hot, I'm cold. I always wondered why and if I was the only one. I was always the quiet one in elementary school too. I kept turning around and looking around because I thought people were looking at me and people were behind me but no one was. You're empathic I think. Don't worry about your house. My house has three spirits in it and one of them I think is evil, but nothing'll happen to you if you aren't scared. You can e-mail me anytime and I'll be happy to help. 😁

sorry, that was to alexasky...
Pandora, looks like you have a good amount of psychic ability:) that's great:)
I imagine that as you get older, it will increase.

THAT is beautiful:)
Thanks for sharing that.
Have you had any other expeiences like this? Most of us don't get such 'obvious' connections with the other side, lucky you.

I'm a bit of a chatter box lol so there's 2 more parts 2 this my story. I'm really glad that she helped you find your way back, and I know that when I'm in a busy place I just get mentally exhausted.

Hi my name is Neveah Rayden. Since I was little, as long as I can remember I have had feelings. Feelings about people. I'm an aspiring actress. I'm popular preppy and a cheerleader. I feel I can't really talk to anyone about what I see because I may become unpopular if I do.

But I'm not a goth I'm extremely positive most of the time. Until I get these feelings. Things could be going very normal for me and out of nowhere, I get cold, the hair on the back of my neck stands up, my blood in my viens feels like its burning, my heart starts to pound. Then, then I see them. People. Then for days nights on end I see them. I feel them, in my dreams they tell there story in the day I feel there pain. Then when I accept that there there, I finally begin to understand them it stops.

One time I can remember I was only 7 at my families farm in Texas. I wanted to go play with 2 of the neighbor kids and when my parents said yes we walked down a trail. I was from miami and it was my real first look at woods that weren't wetlands. So when I started to feel cold I pulled my jacket tighter and continued talking and staring in wonder.

When I felt burnt I just thought it was being excited about a new place. Then we all heard it gun fire. We freaked all three of us ran in different directions and after a few minutes of running by myself I stopped and looked arround. I was completely lost. Then I heard a woman calling to me. She called me by name so I just figured she new my parents and that I was going to be safe now.

I can here her voice as clearly as it was yesterday she said "Neveah, Neveah dear are you lost honey" I said "a little do you no which way it is to get outta here" she said
"sure thing dear ill take you see that you get home safely not a good thing to be alone you remember that deary" she drawled in a southern twang she walked me holding my left hand and we talked about a lot of things but one thing I didn't understand and at the time was uncomfortable to here her say but she kept saying how special I was how I could sing act how I loved balley and hip hop dance. She seemed so sure in her knowledge about me it scared me. And another thing how did she know I had a twin brother? She said that Naiden would always be with me, but all too soon id be forced to go on with out him. My brother may he rest in peace only lived to the age of nine
He was killed by a heart problem no one knew about. I soon found pictures in an old trunk in our attic of the lady who walked me home. She had been a friend of the family and died in germany world war 2.

Im striken by these stories and can constantly feel my brothers pressence 6 years after his death.