Hello and welcome to my episode 206 of Real Life Go Stories.

I am now aware that there are at least three entities in my house.

My late twin, some sort of masculine, parental, sibling-like being, either my late grandfather

on my dad's side or one of the children that my mom miscarried before she had me.

And a little girl outside of my brother's room.

And I shit you not, I've heard her say, Mama, Mama, and Hi before.

I also would like to mention that last night while I was crafting, I got the feeling that

I needed to move away from my window and the words silver bullets went through my head.

I don't know if I mentioned this before but my late great-grandmother was Native American

so that also makes me partially Native American.

And yes I do believe in all of the lore and of course those tall animal-like creatures

that I refuse to name.

I believe that one of them was at my fucking house last night and I swore it away.

But also something that happened within the past month was that whenever my parents would

drag me to church I would sense people who have died.

Like I know there was a girl who was standing on the catwalk that controls the lights but

sadly I also knew she was dead.

I also knew a young boy who had died but today he interacted with me.

He held my hand all service.

I was subbing from the amount of energy that he gave.

He was at the most five years old and I could feel his parents' emotions and I prayed

to anything that would listen to me for him to be safe and brought home.

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