They say that human beings can only access 10% of their brains, and when they can access more than just the 10% they are connected to world in a different way.
Ever since I was little I remember seeing and doing really weird stuff. I was living in Marietta, Georgia on April 26, 1994 my grandmother had died, and that same night my little sister was born. A few months later my mother had taken my sister and I for a walk, I had a strange sensation that we were being watched. When I looked up I saw my grandmother watching over us. I told my mother about it and to my surprise she believed me but didn't want anything to do with that conversation.
A few years later we moved to Mexico, when I was nine years old I swear to God that I was able to float in the air. I remember trying to teach myself how to do it and in the process I fell and scratched my forehead. When I woke up I knew it was real from seeing the small cut I had on my forehead. Again I told my mother, which was a bad idea because she scolded me and told me not to do it again, and naturally I stopped.
We moved back to the States, here in Indiana. Nothing happened for a while until I was fifteen. I was lying in my bed trying to go to sleep, when out of nowhere I hear a terrifying voice. Although it was a dialect, I understood what IT said "IM GOING TO KILL YOU! IM GOING TO KILL YOU!" then I was thrown from my bed to the ceiling were I hit it and ripped through it, the ceiling felt like wet carton paper just being pulled on. Then it threw me to the wall and started to choke me. I remember pleading to the Virgin Mary to help me. Then a soft voice came to me and she said "Grab on to the door knob and don't let go". I did as I was told I saw a light flash and it ended. I fell to the floor and saw my lifeless body on the bed. I freaked and ran to my body, everything went dark but my body responded as if I had been drowning. I ran to mother's room and told me everything was going to be ok. (If you took this part the wrong way I am sorry, no offense was intended and in no way promoting religion)
A year later I became pregnant, in my second trimester. I was walking down the hallway when I felt the same presence again. I was pushed backwards and I felt myself stop halfway through falling and was put down slowly. My friend Amy had seen everything that happened and all she could do was stare at me in disbelief. Ever since then until I left school I felt a bad presence behind me and a good one on front of me watching my every move, protecting me, and the bad one looking at every chance to get to me.
On July 23, 2008 I had a beautiful little girl, the only person that keeps me going. On the day she was born I was given a chance to see her aura, it was pure white and beautiful. I will never forget this.
The next two summers I went to Mexico for vacation where I learned more about what I can do. My mother finally told me about what I could do. She said the reason she always ignored it was because she was in denial, she didn't want me to go through the same thing she did. To my surprise she has the same abilities, and I know this sounds crazy but she is a healer.
I learned that there is a lot more to this world then what anybody can just see. This is just half of what I can do and even though I learned how to control it just that little bit I am nowhere near to really help anybody or anything. I have seen one of my past lives; I have learned that I can see partially of my future through my dreams (that one is still kind of iffy). And I still see and feel things around me.
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