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Sometimes the ability to sense spirits or ghosts is, I believe, a genetic thing, passed down from generation to generation.

I personally believe it's another sense, just as seeing is a sense and some people need glasses to see hearing is a sense sometimes you need a

hearing aid smell is a sense I don't believe there's any aid for that if you're not great at it

you know all of these senses everyone has different abilities with them some much stronger than others

there is a sense that some have to seeing the other side to

sensing energies so much very blatant and clear some it's all too clear where you can literally

see lights around people oras if you will some you have no idea it's just can't tell one person from the next, no matter what.

You don't get that feeling about anybody. Everyone is the same. It's a sense thing. Everybody's a bit

different. In our next story, we hear about a family with those senses from childhood realizing brothers and sisters have

these different abilities different senses and then as they move on in life grow up get married

have children start to realize that their own children have these abilities and senses

as well passed down from one generation to the next take a listen

I was born in 1970 my mom and dad now divorced for the last 22 years, bought a newly constructed home in a suburb on Salt Lake City. I was one at the time of moving from another house into the neighborhood that we were renting from. My parents were excited. This was their first home since being married. I was the third of six kids,

three yet to be born. I had two older brothers, aged five and six. My mom and dad wanted more kids,

but were also spacing them out. Before each pregnancy of my three following siblings and before

she knew she was pregnant, she'd hear a baby crying in the back room, and sure enough,

she would be pregnant. When I was about four years old, I began having extreme nightmares

of witches and things coming to life in my house. My mom would have to sit with me to help me

go to sleep. In these years, my little sister and baby brother were born. My mom had had my little brother by then.

We were only 13 months apart.

Some spacing, indeed.

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