Now this will probably seem like a ghost story mostly because my memory is vague and I don't wright documents well but I can wright in story form. Sorry for the inconvenience. It happened to me years ago but I still remember it like it was yesterday. At the time I was thirteen. It was a sunny day; however I only knew that because on the warmth on my back while I listened to a boring lecture in class. I asked to be excused to use the washroom. While in there I felt a very sudden sadness, overwhelming to the point of tears. (Now, to give a little backstory my family has always had a connection with the afterlife so this wasn't at all new to me. Sometimes emotion is the only thing they could use to demonstrate their pain.) I glanced to my left. Now, I don't see dead people but I feel them what they are shaped like and their mindset. She was young and frightened, and so incredibly sad.
"What happened to you?" I whispered so any other occupants couldn't hear me. Images flashed past my mind. In my vision I was eight, joking and laughing in the back seat of an older vehicle I want to say it was 1989 but I'm not sure to be honest. Her mother and father where looking back at her. Neither saw the Semi coming toward them. All three of them were killed but the little girl couldn't move on to the afterlife, she didn't know she was dead at the time. I don't think so any way. When I snapped out of it I could only cry, she was so alone, so frightened, and so lost. I reached toward her energy to take her little hand.
"Come with me, I can help you." I told her. So the little ghost followed me home. I approached my visiting older sister when I got home. I explained what I saw. My sister allowed the ghost to possess her and what happened next still fills me with grief today.
"Why did they leave me?" she asked. We explained to her that she just needed to find the way and she could see them again. I told my mother afterwards, and upon her advice brought her with me. My house was haunted already with good spirits the used to live there. It used to be an inn and so a lot of people would come and go just like the spirits would do, the only ones that stayed fulltime where the innkeeper and her cat. That innkeeper eventually showed her the way to the other plain as I like to call it. Thank you for taking the time to read this before she left she asked me to pass on her story.
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Cattydee, This helps me to comunicate, When I can key into the emotion I will ask a question and then inturpit the emotion that follows. It helps as a start. I had my sister to give her the ability to comunicate more effectivley so if you can find a good medium to help you out I would suggest it