People say when you believe in something you can't see you have faith. but what i see people question my faith. Since i was young i was sensitive to the energy people give off. Evey person has a source of energy. You know when someone is really negative will walk into a room a suck the living life out of each and everyone. Well all my life I would base their energy on how good of a person they are. Well later on in my life I stop feeling energy and started seeing things and hearing things. This when you'll most likely stop reading and say wow shes crazy. I ask myself each time an incident happens, am I crazy? For a long time to keep my sanity i would tell myself that I am crazy. The first eight years of my life I lived in my home in Pasadena, Ca nothing really happen there, it had that homey feeling when you walked in. I never believed in ghost/spirits/the living dead or anything like that. Until one day when i was walking down the streets where i used to live i heard a little dog barking like crazy next to the neighborhood crack house i stopped to see a figure of a woman in front of the door. at first i thought it was dust in the wind swirling around making a figure of a woman but then i look again it was a figure of a lady. the dog was barking like crazy then he stooped and the lady disappeared. I was about six when this happen so i question my sighting. Two years later i moved to a bigger house in Hacienda Heights after my mom married my step dad. I was used to living in a smaller house in a lower income neighborhood. The environmental change was very shocking. It took a while to make friends, most of the time I would stay home and pretend I lived in a small village, i even made up my own language. Days turned to weeks, weeks turned to months, and months turned to years and the house never felt like a home. The house gave me the spooks. Our family started to change. My mother and step father started to have marriageable problems so my mom and my sister moved out leaving me and my step father in the house. When they left I was afraid. At night I would hear footsteps walking up the stairs to my bedroom. I would wake up with scratches around my neck and wrist bruises on my legs and thighs. A woman would walk in my room and hum a song in my left ear my body went cold i was afraid even though the lady was calm and nice i didn't want to believe that she was there. I began to be afraid to stay in my house. One day I was in my bathroom taking a bath when an evil spirit started scratching my back and playing with my hair i tried to ignore it. then he started poking my back again and again. I started to cry then the lights started flickering on and off. I kept repeating its all in your head. believe that the spirit was trying make me leave the house he was mad that i have been ignoring him. the radio frequency started to change turn the radio stations and weird sounds came out of it. I couldn't take it anymore. I ran out the bathroom and made plans to move. Recently I been experiencing more incidents with the unknown. But its been in other house like my friend J.E. We experienced books falling, hair puling,Sounds of footsteps, refrigerator knocking, and we even seen a woman walking in the kitchen. I don't know whats wrong with me. Why me why do I have to see these things, Why am I so special? I wanted to know some answers. I went to a Santeria Mass with my friend of this religion. The leader of the mass told me I had a strong energy and there are many Native American spirits around me, specially one man a medicine man who is trying to protect me. she also told me i have a gift and a six sense and I need to know how to fully use it. It made me Feel at ease. But I still ask My self Am i Crazy?
