I am so lucky to have friends that like sharing paranormal
experiences. That openness has allowed me to realize the
experiences I had, when very young, were not nightmares or
dreams as my parents convinced me they were. It has also
tuned in my receptors to the spirit world around me.
Through discussions about spirits with my own daughters, I
have discovered they also have experienced contact.
However, they were hesitant to tell anyone just like I did
when very young. I understand now why some individuals
stories state they didn't talk about it until later in life
or after they moved out of the residence. The following
experience happened to my youngest daughter at age fifteen,
two years ago.
In early March, 2001, I was in Galveston, Texas, at the
University of Texas Medical Branch hospital. My brother
was recovering from cancer surgery. My girls wanted to
come up for Spring Break, March 13-17, and my Aunt agreed
to let us stay in her vacant house three blocks from the
beach. The girls were excited because they were going to
be near the water, although it was still fairly cool. As
luck would have it, the weather turned very nasty. By
Tuesday night it was raining hard with strong winds. It
was very frightening to us, out-of-towners! The house was
furnished except for bedroom furniture. Utilities were all
still connected so it was warm and cozy.
My sister-in-law was staying with the girls that Tuesday
night and would relief me at the hospital in the morning.
Kim & Angie were sleeping on the airbed in the livingroom.
Kim went to bed early and woke up later to play cards with
her sister until midnight. At that time they decided to go
to sleep because the lights had started flickering and
banging could be heard outside the window. Kim was just
dozing off when she heard voices. The room seemed to be
full of people talking but she couldn't understand what
they were saying. All of a sudden, very clearly, she heard
voices singing, "Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to
you, Happy Birthday Todd, Happy Birthday to you." In her
head she was wondering why they didn't say 'dear Todd' as
appropriate in the song. To her amazement she heard
herself say, "He died in a car accident, didn't he?" She
doesn't know to whom she was speaking but a female voice
replied,"Yes, and he doesn't know it." Right after the
voice spoke, Kim got a mental picture of a young boy
between 8-9 years old in what seemed like a school picture
with a blue background. She noticed that his face was not
a normal face. He appeared to be wearing a flesh mask like
burn victims wear for severe facial burns. She felt her
eyes well up with tears of compassion. At this time, in
her dream (?), she woke up and looked toward the dining
room. There standing in the doorway was the young boy.
She knew it was him although all she could see was the
silhouette of the body. She felt her spirit leave her body
and she flew toward the boy at a high rate of speed. When
she reached him it caused such a jolt it woke her up but
she was paralyzed. She tried to call her sister but
couldn't move or talk. After a few seconds she was
released. Her eyes searched the room for any signs of what
had happened. She felt such sadness and cried herself to
sleep.
This is very interesting because the Shriners Children's
Burn Center is on 9th Street, six blocks away. Was Todd an
actual child who died as a result of burns in a car crash?
Kim seems to be sensitive to spirits and has had other
experiences since very young. I was not aware of any of
this until she started sharing them with me. Knowing that
I believe in spirits has made it easier for her to talk
about them. They are also attracted to my other daughter
and older son. I know this story is not earth shattering
but the veil between dimensions is becoming thinner and I
feel we are given glimpses of the other side. Thank you
for allowing us to share our stories and in doing so
validates our beliefs. My Uncle died in this house a year
earlier and that same night my Sister-In-Law heard
footsteps coming from his bedroom in the early morning.
She thought it was me and called my name but received no
answer. I stayed home that night and went into his
bedroom, told him who we were and why we were there. We
did not experience further footsteps but did see movement
from our peripheral vision and my oldest daughter saw
flashes of light at night time.
Again, thank you.
Amelia
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