I must of been about nine or ten. It was a rainy mid morning and I was on my morning play break at My Primary school. As it had been raining earlier that day we children were forbidden to play on the grass. I really wanted to play in my tree on the other side of a hilled field, so when my teachers were distracted elsewhere i quickly ran across and hid in my tree.
The tree was against a fence and on the other side of the fence there was a big tower block of flats… I soon began to hear screaming and yelling coming from the top floor, as i tried to see what was going on i saw a man and a woman fighting, they were pushing and shoving one another. Then before you knew it, she pushed him so hard that he went over the balcony and plummeted to his death.
It’s was a sensation that i had never felt before, it was like i came out of my body, i had acknowledged what had just happened i just couldn’t process it… It didn’t feel real, the blood, the noise i just didn’t react… Then the school bell rang… immediately i climbed down from the tree, ran across the field and into my classroom.
I told my friend what i had saw, but she was disbelieving and thought i was just trying to scare her. . . that was until a police officer came to the classroom to ask if anyone had seen anything. Her jaw dropped, and it was good to get clarification that what i saw was real. I did not come forward, I did not know what to say, but from my childhood i came to know its best to say nothing at all.
A few weeks had passed. When halfway through my lesson i asked to go use the bathroom. When i got there i was reminded of what i had seen that day, for some reason it had been plaguing me. I went to was my hands when all of a sudden, the toilet doors behind me began to swing… i turned around in disbelief of what the mirrors were showing me. Then all the taps turned on...i didn’t know whether i was dreaming or if it was real… I was being haunted by this man. I went to run out when another girl from another class had come in. It was clear by her eyes that she saw what i saw, we both ran back to our classes.
Some time had passed, and i had spent many times trying to convince myself to confront the lady from the top floor block of flats. My Friend at the time also lived in those flats but a few floors down. So when i would go visit, after school on play dates...i would go sit outside the ladies door. When one day she came out and sullenly asked me why i keep coming up here. I ran back down to my friends flat below.
A few more weeks later, i was round my friends flat again, and she was telling me about a scary movie she saw ‘’candyman’’, she told me that when you say his name three times he comes out to get you. I asked if she tried it and if it works? She said she hadn’t. Later when it was time for me to go home, my mom waited for me at the bottom (ground floor) and my friend was allowed to come with me and come straight back up.
So we got in the elevator, now this elevator had mirrors everywhere!!! So of course my friend had to dare me to say candyman… So i did, and by the third candyman, the lift stopped, the lights went out and we began to scream our heads off. I honestly thought that it had worked, and that candyman was going to get us, and kill us… I was so scared, i thought i was about to die! We were both crying, panicking, screaming that we took it back! the lights flickered back on, it was far more dimly lit now, like it would be if there was a fire and the way emergency lighting is. Then the control panel began flashing, secting all the floors… after the lift began to move, but not down, it went up! I began to start thinking of that man that was murdered, and i was fearing that the crazy lady who killed him would be there waiting for us… It went all the way to the top floor before the doors finally opened….
And there she was!!! The horror on our faces we screamed even more loudly than before… and we ran past and down the stairs!!! All the way down to the bottom. My friends mom had to come down to get her, neither me or my friend got in the elevator again. My mom of course did not believe either of us, both my mom and my friends mom just thought we were playing games and being melodramatic.
It turns out that a few years after that incident that crazy lady, was actually crazy, she was trying to kill people with an AXE!!! She was put in prison and that was the end of her.
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I was born on March 13th 1989, and I had came into this world with some unusual gifts. Ever since i was a little girl i made friends with people i believe to be there, because they was as real as you and me are, it wasn’t until nursery school that i quickly realized that the ‘’normal’’ little girl or boy my age couldn’t see them… Adults certainly couldn’t. They ‘’spirits’’ did not appear to me as ghosts, they did not look scary and they was as solid and as tangible as everything else. I remember a little girl telling me that soon they will go away because you have to make real friends or the teacher will tell your parents.
You see i found comfort in being on my own, talking to animals than the ‘’real’’ people they just didn't see things like i did, so i tried my best to keep my friends a secret, until eventually they had to leave. I used to collect spiders, and spent a lot of my time outside playing.
When i was about 8 my dad asked me what i wanted to be when i grew up, and without a second thought i said ‘’angel’’. Straight away my father said that i can only be an Angel when i die and go to heaven and i need to think about something else i can do in this life. So i said well i guess i’ll be a Witch then, it was clear by the look on my fathers face he didn’t understand me, but for one of the very few times my dad asked me why. I said i’d like to be able to cast spells, change the world and help people get everything they want in life (well along those lines more or less). My dad said that i can not be a witch because they do not exist and you can’t make money being a witch… I began to argue a short while and that was the end of that.
My spiritual encounters continued, my mind just filled with more and more questions, the universe was
confusing and i knew there was more. I was that annoying child who was forever asking question after question. One day my father was trying to explain about life and death because i was so fascinated and confused by it… I wasn’t happy with the answer i had recieved so i badgered on a while, until he asked me what i think it is. I said we are being controlled by aliens and we are there puppets in a computer game, everything out there is controling us. My dad was stunned and same again that was the end of that.
I remember an incident that happened when i was around 7 or 8 maybe younger than that, that would take place place when i go round my babysitter's house. There was always a jamaican man in the kitchen, he had white hair, trousers held up with braces and an old style shirt. He would sit for hours and hours talking to me, sharing his wisdom on life, and i would talk with him also. It would be so happy at the thought that someone wanted to talk to me and made time for me. The thing was he would only appear when i was on my own. My sitter would come in and ask who i’m talking to and i would say, his name has gone from my memory, but soon as she would go he would come back in. It didn’t occur to me that he was a spirit, because he was as real as you or me and there was nothing scary or unusual about him. But then one day he told me something about the sitter and i told her, she got so spooked out that after that she told my nan that she would no longer be able to babysit for me, my brother and sister. She never gave them a reason and that was that. It was not until many years later that i asked about the man that i soon realized he was of this world.
In 2002, I brought my first ever Gypsy Tarot Cards, the connection with the spiritual side of life pulled me in. I was quite the natural with my cards, predicting things that happened in the past (way before my time), things that were going on in the present and then in the future. I started by reading for family and friends of the family, I received some brilliant feedback, that what i was saying was very much true or later came true.
I read for two of my Aunts one afternoon when i had visited my Nan's one weekend. My Nan really did not like the fact i was into such things, but to begin with she was adamant that it was a phase, and that nothing i was going to say would be true they are just some cards with strange pictures on them. But as soon as i began they became very quiet, they were stunned, shocked yet amazed by what i was saying and soon enough what i had predicted for the future then soon had come to pass. My Nan was so angry by what i was saying and was sure it was the work of the devil. She told me to stop playing with those cards because they was doing nothing but bad evil things.
It was clear that there would always be people that did not understand me, my gifts or my abilities… In fact i’m pretty sure i spooked a lot of people out by what i was telling them, private things that nobody knew, secrets i had revealed, and predicting things that soon would happen.
I didn’t get why people thought they were so bad, they was just cards, and i was helping people, i was able to tap into and connect with them, comforting them and advising them. I was able to relate and ease peoples pain, show them what’s to come on there journey. Help people who had lost hope, guide people on decisions they need to make, show them opportunities that are coming there way. Helping them fulfil their life purpose. One thing i found in common is that there are a lot of people who feel alone, they feel like people don’t truly understand them, because they have not experienced what they have, and then i gently shine the light on there darkest shadows and heal them, i heal people without even meaning to just by understanding the persons emotional body. When you can touch someone from within and heal them its the most amazing feeling in the world, they completely transform, some quicker than others, but soon as you heal a piece of them inside their reality shifts and heals also. Its Magic.
From 2002 - 2008 i Kept what i did only between close friends and family, i still read for people and i kept getting asked to do more, the feedback was great! But i began my journey of research and studying all things otherworldly, such as, Astrology, Tarot, palmistry, runes, magic you name it i was intrigued by it, the fascination still to this day draws me in. After school and college was over i slowly but surely came out of the closet ‘’the witches broom closet’’. The response was mixed but better than i expected, it took me to predict something for people to believe but i did, i turnt a lot of people into believing that this ‘’stuff’’ is very real.
I began offering readings to work colleagues, customers, friends, friends or friends, family of friends and it grew and grew and i loved it!!! It was so warming to be able to help people in this way, in my spiritual way and by being just me. I have never felt more at ease than when i’m giving a spiritual reading, easing people, comforting and guiding them by embracing my gifts and having a sense of allowance to being just who i am. Spirituality comes so naturally to me and it creates this huge spark in my life.
In 2011 i took it to the next level, i wanted to reach out to more people, put myself out there and reach a wider audience. I always knew that this was my greatest passion and i had this dream of traveling the world, or being able to connect with people from different cultures doing something spiritual. In 2012 to prove it to myself i took a Tarot Course, and to my delight i didn’t learn a great deal, but it did boost my confidence a whole lot. I was a natural and that’s something i had known all along. I did however learn about the legal side of providing a spiritual service, that was something i had not known up until i took the course. To pass the course i had to read for 3 people , that of which were close friends of the Tarot Teacher holding the course. I read for Courses leaders ex partner and good friend, I read for a psychic medium and another dear friend of the course leader. I passed with flying colours, in fact her ex partner told me that i had given him a far better reading than the Course Leader had given him, which really boosted my confidence.
So here i am now 2014, running a successful online spiritual service touching people from all walks of life. This is just the beginning of what to come on my journey, and I believe venturing on to youtube will enable me to connect with more like minded people, sharing and exchanging stories with all that crosses my path... Spreading my knowledge and growing with you. Sharing my insights and teaching what i know on how to tap into your psychic abilities, how to enhance your life, talking about spiritual subjects, the strange and unexplained, please subscribe to my Youtube Channel and other social networks and join me on my journey for many, many years to come
