Ever since I was three years old I have been able to see ghosts and spirits. At the time, I thought that they were actual people because I was able to see them in full figure as if they were alive. I would talk with them as if they were my friends and my parents just passed it off as an imaginative girl with imaginary friends. By the time I was five I had started school and that's when I began to realize that what I was seeing was not what other children were seeing. I was beginning to be the object of ridicule for my piers about "talking to myself" almost every day. That's when I began hiding myself from people and being less social with the living and the dead. When the ghosts came to me in a public place I would give them the cold shoulder and ignore their pleads for help or comfort and at the age of eleven, when I couldn't take keeping it inside any longer, I finally confided in two of my closest friends about my abilities. I was prepared for the same type of shame that I had felt in previous years, but instead of taunting me about it they told me of a friend that they had who told them of similar experiences. I was overjoyed about this because I would finally have someone to confide in about what I was going through.
My friends introduced me to her shortly after that and we became close friends as well. We would talk about ghosts, premonitions and visions that we may have gotten that night and it felt wonderful to finally have someone to talk to who understood. It was a great relationship that I had with her and soon we met another girl who also claimed to have the same abilities that we had. We were like the three musketeers and stuck together like glue wherever we went.
A year after I met them we all went into middle school where we had different classes and met all different kinds of people and our relationship with each other deteriorated over time.
In the middle of seventh grade I got the nerve to talk to them again after a year of only waving to each other as we pass in the hall way. I missed having someone to talk to about my experiences and wanted to restore the relationship we once had. But, sadly, my mission failed because the first friend that I had met discovered that as she went through puberty her abilities weakened and now were completely gone. The second friend then told me that everything she had said she'd experienced was all a lie in order to fit in. So, once again, I was alone and I have been so ever since.
I am now 14 years old and about to go into high school with the hope of being able to strengthen my powers to the best of my ability. I am now, unfortunately, unable to see full figures but I am still able to talk with them and even get a mental picture of generally what they look like. I still have premonitions and visions every once in a while just like I had when I was a child, but they are less detailed. Also, I have seemed to gain a slightly less active ability compared to the others, but it is still there. I'm not sure what to call it, but it's like a strong intuition. Sometimes I know answers on an exam when I haven't even learned the material, or, occasionally, I will get the strong sense that something important or life changing is going to happen to a specific person, may it be good or bad.
I have told my parents about what I can do, but they've shrugged it off and I don't think that they believe one word of it. My sister has told me that she is a medium as well and I accept it since we are extremely alike, but she won't talk about it with me because she is more comfortable with her abilities than I am and does not feel a need for discussing them.
I used to be scared of the things that go bump in the night, but I'm slowly learning to except them as a part of my life. There are a lot of frightened mediums out there and what they need to realize is that they hold the power, not the entities.
I'm still not entirely sure what to call myself yet, (Psychic? Medium? Etc.) but I've finally been able to accept my abilities and I think that's a step in the right direction. I wish you all the best of luck on your spiritual journeys.
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