I Am An Empath..
For as long as I can remember, and from stories told to me by my mother, my family, and myself are all empaths, however, the trait was passed down to females only. The one exception to this strange unwritten rule is my older brother, however, his abilities are not near the strength of anyone else in my family. This has made life very difficult, however, as my social life has been dictated on whether or not the person I’m talking to is real. This is not to say I’m crazy, but simply, there are times when I cannot tell the difference between a person and a spirit. Now, I know what people are thinking. Yes, not all empaths see spirits, but I do, as well as feel the feelings of others around me. Due to being able to see spirits, and being more open to them, my family has become a target of the spirit world, from demons to those just wanting to contact their family. My mother has shut her gift out, because of multiple experiences. When my mother was a teenager, she had a room with a bathroom that she shared with her little sister, the aunt whom I was named after. At night, before her sister was older, she would dream of a tall, black figure that would stand in her doorway, staring at her and making her feel scared and uncomfortable. Doctors wrote it off as sleep paralysis, however, after a while, it stopped completely, and her sister moved into her old room. Several days after switching rooms, her sister told her and her parents the same thing. The tall black figure would stare at her. This would not be the last. As they grew up, several paranormal experiences would occur, including a furby, (I believe that’s what they’re called) that would play and moved around on it’s own even without batteries. Several years later, and I would be in fifth grade (I am my mother’s youngest child). Though I no longer have the picture on my phone, I took a selfie one day, and in the background, a tall, black figure was seen taking up my entire hallway that lead to my mom’s room. I would also see what I called the crawling man, a demon which my brother could also see. It would appear as a child, running around our house at night and making noises a little kid would make. However, if you approached it, it would flip forward, it’s back bent so inhuman that it would kill a normal human to stand that way, and would appear to be over seven feet tall, unnaturally skinny with enlonged legs and arms and a mouth opened so wide, its jaw would become unhinged. If aggravated, it would scream at the top of it’s lungs, it pitch being so high and loud, it hurt just to listen to. Recently, my deceased grandmother’s remains were moved to be in our house. She was cremated. Activity has picked up since then, however, I know what is causing it this time. These are all true, and though I know some will not believe me, I felt it would be best to let others who are like me to know, you’re not crazy, and you’re not alone. My family has been living with these for generations.