Joined: Oct. 2003
|Posted: Oct. 26 2003,8:24 pm
well, my encounters with death and spirits, mostly, started when i was about 4. it's strange how much i remember of it all really. when i was 4, my grandfather died...the day he died, i was too young to know what was going on, but i couldn't go with the rest of my family so they made me stay with the family upstairs, and i remember a dark figure (note: i don't remember exactly on how he or she lead me) leading me to the kitchen where that family was watching tv and as i walked in, i looked at the tv that everyone was looking at and i saw my grandpa there and i was so confused cause i knew he didn't belong there and no one else saw it, later my mom told me what had happened and i thought about what i saw. a year later, i was looking for my blanket in my grandma's closet and when i opened the door, my grandpa was there, i told my mom and grandma but they didn't believe me (when i was about 14 my mom told me she just didn't want to believe her daughter was given the same gift as my grandma and great grandma had -_-). anyhoo, for years i saw him and knew he was protecting me, but when i was ten, i was lying in my mom's bed, turned around and my grandpa was standing there next to a dark figure that was a bit difficult to make out, but my grandpa looked at me, looked at him and they both nodded and then my grandpa looked at me and smiled and left and i haven't seen him since but because of that time and the nodding...i knew he was okay and knew what he meant by it...he knew he couldn't watch over me forever the way he was and acknowledged that he had to go. i don't remember the feeling that Death gave or any of that that i have read on this site, the only feeling i do know i felt, was comfort and knowledge that i had to deal with everything on my own from then on and to not be afraid of what MAY come. it was hard after that, i realized that my grandpa definitely was protecting me because of all of the spirits that haunted my mentality and me alone. it was hard and still is on occasion when my room decides to make a loud boom that no one else hears despite our incredibly tiny house. but despite all that, i'm not afraid because of that, and everytime i start to get scared, i think of that and i know i shouldn't be afraid. this site has helped me realize a lot of things that i've seen and felt in my 16 years and i'm definitely grateful...it's comforting. thanks for that <3.
Edited by Risiken on Oct. 26 2003,8:25 pm
that is their happiness: they see all life without observing it.