"Oh, maybe this one?" I ask mum pointing at a summer dress in the opp shop. "Yeah, why not? Now you have five you should try them on". So I follow her down the aisle. Pulling out dresses to look at them on the way. I'm lagging behind a bit when mum stops and slowly turns around her palms facing forward feeling the air.
She talks quietly to me "Ummm, come over here Neeks, I think somebody doesn't want us to take this dress" she smiles looking excited and awkward. I go over to see what she means.
Then I feel it, a hot spot. A warm energy next to a dress. There aren't any heaters or anything nearby. Luckily mum is well aware of these things and has had many experiences in her physic classes.
I've always been so interested in her stories. One night the whole room went ice cold. And nearly every lesson somebody wants to communicate with her.
It's got me thinking if our own house has anyone else "Living" in it. One morning my mum told me that she had woken up hearing doors slamming and ran to our rooms thinking us kids were up. But we weren't, she was scared and looked up at the sun roof to be frightened by leaves that she mistook for a face.
I can't wait to have an experience but also am scared at what it might be. Sometimes at night I think I hear breathing, but it could be possums. But quite often I hear a muffled crown of irritated foreign people. It can get annoying sometimes.
I wish they educated this kind of stuff in schools so I can look out for more signs.
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