I Grew Up Haunted

For over twenty years, spirits have followed Olivia everywhere that she's lived, appearing in dreams, mirrors, closets, and even at work in the middle of the night. My name is Edwin and he is Olivia. True scary story. Ever since I was very young, I first started having night terrors. Every single night. My mom would have to get up and actually take me outside because I would have these nighttaars so bad. I turned at three, That's when I really started seeing things. Granted it wasn't very much at first. That like, to my knowledge. I was over at my grandmother's house for the weekend, and then we were looking out her sliding patio door, and then all of a sudden, I seen him behind a tree. So I pointed at him, you know, saying, oh, look, there's Uncle Wayne. That was his name. He just passed away, and obviously nobody else could see it, so they just kind of shrugged it off, but were a little weary about it. Ever since that point, where I kind of turned three, the same thing. At her house. I would occasionally sleep in her bed, you know, if I was there on the weekends or something, But every single time I always seen this dark shadow standing in the doorway. That scared me. So bad that I'd always turn to the right away from the door and cover my head. I was so scared of it. My mother and I ended up moving towns back to my hometown. I guess now she met my little brother's dad at that time frame that how I remember only the details that included paranormal. Every single night when I. Slept, I would always see somebody in my doorway once again, or it'd be standing over me. It was this tall, just dark presence, and it was just watching over me, to the point where our dog at the time would always be on guard, always growling at it. Every single morning when it came time for me to get ready for preschool, you could just sometimes I would be brushing my teeth and there'd be a shadow just walk across, like our toy room it was very sketchy, or my cats would be on guard, like there was somebody in the corner of the toy room. Same thing with the dog always on guard. So then it got to the point where my mom started feeling unsafe. She was pregnant with my little brother at the time, so bringing a new child into the world, she did not really want to expose him to something that not even our animals are comfortable around. So we eventually moved. I think I was six when we moved, and we moved into this house right downtown of my hometown. There's this show on Nickelodeon, House of Anubis. We watched it every single you know, whatever Friday was. On the first night we were there, we were watching it in my little bedroom. It was thunderstorming real bad, so she went into the garage to get a bottle of water from the fridge. And then came back inside. But in the meantime, I remember looking out the window and I just see the lightning, you know, it was thunderstorming really bad, and I heard Olivia, Olivia Olivia. So I opened the garage door, thinking it was my mom, and she was like no, She was like, I'm literally just grabbing a bottle of water, like I'm fine. So then I was like, okay, that's weird. We go back inside. We go, you know, sit back on my bed. We're getting back into our show. Then all of a sudden, my door starts slamming, opening, closing, opening, closing, like slamming really hard. My mom gets up, She asked my stepdad if he's trying to play a prank on us or something right now, No, he's not. It wasn't him at all. He was with my little brother at the time, sleeping. So then we were like, okay, well, that's very strange. Why is the door just randomly opening and closing by itself? But we brush it off because again we've. Had paranormal experiences before, we don't really think much of it. I wake up in the morning time the next morning and it sounded like somebody was kicking the furnace, like the furnace vent right next to my bed, so all I hear is bang bang bang. It happened almost every single morning after the fact, I would say, maybe a week after. Our radio starts turning on, randomly turning off, randomly, changing channels, changing volumes, So at this point we definitely know there's something here. Everybody was sleeping, TV was off when we went to bed. All of a sudden, the TV's on in I think Mario or we Sports or something weird like that was on too, So. I was like, okay, that's strange. Obviously, we all went to bed very early, so nobody's out here, probably like thirty minutes later, you just hear the radio start blaring. Well at that point, again, everybody's sleeping. I just wanted to try and go get a cup of water. Now things started getting more physical, especially with me. I was eating McDonald's one night at our dinner table with my mom. All of a sudden, it felt like somebody came up behind me. You could feel that cold front, and then it just my hair flipped upward. Turn around. Nobody's there. So both of us at this point were like, okay, that what just happened. Apparently everything follows us. Then things start going missing around my house. My mom just bought half these toys for me, and they end up missing as soon as we get home, cannot find them anywhere. We don't have any animals. My brother's one years old. It's not like he's moving around much to grab things. My mom's definitely not throwing away my toys, I know that much. We discover in my room that I have an attic. Randomly, we find this attic, open it, but we have to move my bed to even open this attic. We look up there there's just this. It was one of those rugs that had like the race tracks or like the little towns and a race track or something on that. Very old, but it had one of those up there. That was the only thing in the attic. So at that point we're like, Okay, that's still a little strange, but obviously previous owners left it, so we start putting our stuff up there, all the storage and whatnot. The attic was my main playplace at some point. I was almost seven when I started doing this. I would go up in the attic and I would play with somebody. I couldn't tell you at the time who this person was, but there was somebody there and I was always playing with them. I would play ring around the rosie with my mom's like how Christmas figures. It kind of. Seemed like they were moving, or like there was somebody talking to me. I would sit up there hours on end because I thought I had a friend. My mom has always been very acceptant of anything spiritual, because again, she played the Luigi Bard for years on end, so she has a handful of her own experiences. Same with my. Father, my biological father. They're both very open and they want you to be open with what you feel, experience and think about certain situations. So that's what I've always done. Obviously, at this point, we knew somebody was present in the house. The changing point for. Me is I woke up I think maybe five o'clock, six o'clock. I'm not sure what times school started then, but I woke before everybody else because I was going to go sit in the living room or play or do whatever I was doing at that age. But the TV was on again and the Wii was too. I walk out there and there was this window kind of right next to our front door. As I'm walking down the hallway, there's just a full apparition of this man, and he's looking towards our car, but he's waiting on our porch. Like he's picking up somebody. He was wearing a baseball cap, and he was wearing this like red plaid shirt. With blue jeans. He had one of his hands, it was in his left pocket, and then he was just staring off at pretty much our driveway, which was to the right of our house. So at that. Point I'm just standing there, I'm staring at him. I'm so confused because again I've never seen a full apparition besides when I could barely remember it, so I'm just in shock. Nobody else is awake. I'm just standing there. So this man ends up looking at me on our porch and he's looking directly at me, but then it's like he walked off the porch. And he was gone. So then at that point I woke up my mom because I'm freaking out. I don't know what I just seen. I don't know what just happened. We obviously knew there was somebody there, but this is my first ever time actually seeing somebody. So she gets up, she calms me down. We go to school, just everything normal. Shortly after we moved out, I want to say, I'm not sure why exactly, but we ended up moving maybe fifteen minutes back out of town again. That house right from the start, I think it was a newer house, but stuff would always happen. Ten years later, I don't know exactly how or why, but my mom ended up meeting the previous owners and. They talked about that house. That family, their son ended up committing suicide like a year before. We moved in in my bedroom from the attic, so there was always somebody with me at that point. It was just very strange that, given we've been out of that house for over ten years. All of a sudden we found out the true story in who this man I was seeing and we were experiencing was. I don't know if he really if I was kind of like a baby. Sister to him in a sense because there was nothing. Ever bad, but he definitely wanted to make his presence very known. I don't remember any names, but I do know that my mom and I were extremely shit once we found out that knowledge. We didn't really know how to even process it. Honestly, it was very strange to be seven and a half eight years old and that same Halloween that we moved out of the house. That same year, on that Halloween, I went up to that house. They had I think a bowl of candy on their doorstep, but I decided at that age I wanted to go out of my way still and knock on their door, just to tell them that their house is haunted. They were a little confused, but who knows they might live there to this day. I think I was in first grade. We moved, yeah, fifteen minutes from town, but this time my mom and I stayed at at the house. The first night, all we had was literally a lamp. We had either I don't know she brought her bed yet or if it was just an air mattress. I'm assuming probably just an air mattress, but it was the middle of the night, at. Least dark out. She brought her a wigi board. Don't really know why, but those are the three items you brought on our first night. So my mom teaches me how to play the wigi board, so we do it attempt to. All I remember about that. Specific experience is she ended up yelling at me because I did not understand that you can't take your fingers off when you're playing. You always have to have two people playing. Me and her. We're gonna leave and go get pizza from either Little Caesars or this countryside store right down the road from us that had the best pizza ever. But either way, we are about to leave to go get pizza. After we're done playing a wigi board. I walk outside. I'm very excited to get pizza. I'm about to get in the car, and she's on the porch locking the door up. But then I look at the house and this woman walked by my mom's bedroom window. Her lamp was on in there, but she was obviously on the porch. Were the only two people in this house right now, with literally nothing else. This woman just walks by her window and I was like, okay, like maybe she's inside still, so I'm about to run back inside. But then, you know, that's when I see her literally on the porch. So once she gets in the car, I bring it up and be like I just seen a woman in the window, Like what's what's going on. She pretty much brushed it off and was like, Oh, that's no, you didn't there's nobody here. Fast forward, when the rest of the family moves in. My little brother I think had his own room. It's time. He was maybe three now, I don't know, but all I know is that house. I don't know if it was the same woman I seen walk past that window exactly, or if it was somebody else there was. This woman started off in my doorway. She would stare at me while I sleep. It got to the point where again I was starting to get a little scared. But then she moved into my closet. She would watch me from either in front of my closet or in my closet every single night. I started getting so scared that I had a little kitty pop up tent. I put it on my bed, and that's what I'd sleep in. If I couldn't see that closet, I was fine. I could sleep in my room. If I see in that closet, I could not sleep in my room. I was not. There's no way if I thought this lady was gonna come get me. I started getting around ten eleven, maybe all of a sudden, that shadow man that I'd seen when I was younger in my grandparents' house every single time I was there, and the shadow man that would watch me when we were in this house thirty minutes out of town it was a farmhouse, too, would again watch me from the doorway. This just tall, dark presence started being there every single night. There'd be sometimes where again I'd start getting so scared I would have to go to my mom's bedroom and sleep. But I'd getting to the age where you know, I probably shouldn't be sleeping with my mom because I think I'm old enough. Around the time I was thirteen is when the dreams, the unexplained dreams that I started having where I could predict what was going to happen. I started seeing different people that I'd never seen before in my dreams, and I just started having dreams like a lot more frequently. Didn't understand any of it. One night, I had a couple of my at the time best friends over. My mom had this date that she didn't want at the house anymore, so she thought it was a bright idea to bring the Ouiji board out and have all of us play it, hoping it would scare them away. Couldn't really tell you why, but yeah, that's what we did. I don't think we closed the portal with that board at all, because again, we're only probably middle schoolers at this time. We don't know what we're doing, definitely, and she just had other intentions using this thing. But my friends kind of liked playing it. They thought it was kind of cool for me. Following after is when the dreams started getting really, really, really scary. I never experienced sleep paralysis up until then, besides when I was a baby and couldn't really remember them. This is like my first rememberable sleep paralysis experience i've had. I remember my soul like left my body when I was asleep. All I could just see is all these bad people around my house. There were demons, and some of them would just be orbs like dark black masses. Other ones would have kind of like they would never have a full body, but it was just like a grayish face, and then it had shift into like a mist type. In this dream, I had holy water and I think I probably had a rosary too, if I remember correctly. I walked throughout the house and I was blessing the house, and I got rid of all those spirits in that meantime, Like I just literally in my dream watched them poof away. So from when I woke up, Yes. It was a very very very scary dream, but when I woke up, I'm pretty sure the house felt like a lot lighter. So not only was that my first sleep paralysis experience, but it was my first just weird, vivid, unexplainable dream I ever had. I never understood it, but again I told my mom about it, we moved past it. The following week is when things really started happening at that house. Things did start falling off the walls, things had start There was so much there at so one little time. It just felt crowded, but not by good spirits at all. I always is seeing the shadow Man in my doorway and then at the same time these night tears every single night, but they were sleep paralysis night tears that I actually can remember. The worst one of them all was when somebody showed me each individual layer of hell, so I had to sit there and go through each individual layer of hell one by one. I seen the hell. Dogs with three heads, I seen people burning alive, and then I just seen like a pit of dead people and fire. That was the third layer. It was to this day, it gives me chills. It was so scary. I woke up crying. And worst of all, I'm pretty sure I got stuck in that dream, so I had a hard time even waking back up. Honestly, terrifies me the most about that because not only did I see each individual layer of hell, but my mom that same exact night woke up in like the fumes of a fire, so like the yeah, like the gases that comes off of a fire. Was at the end of her bed. She woke up, couldn't tell you what time, middle of the night, probably three in the morning if I'm guessing. There's these fumes literally at the foot of her bed, and then from the left side of her bed top corner where she always slept that's where her nightstand was. She heard this deep, just out of this world voice be like, get out. So at this point she's probably internally freaking out really bad, and especially if it paired with my exact dream event to the tee, that's very scary. So I could only imagine how she's freaking out. But she also is trying to protect me and tell me it's okay and comfort me. I was shaking. My anxiety was so high. I went into my mom's room and I tried going back to bed there because it's literally probably three o'clock in the morning when I wake up and I actually look at the time, so I'm freaking out. She calms me down. I go back to bed for a little bit. We moved past that dream. I don't know why we didn't save to our house at the time. Probably would have been a smart idea, but we didn't. She starts hearing somebody saying mom in my voice. That's not me. Either I'm not at the house or I'm asleep taking a nap, and same with me. I keep hearing my name being called from her voice, but she again is not there or she's busy doing her own thing. So we started getting the sense that there was a minute at her house. She ended up having a spirit in her shed. I remember her yelling at the spirit, telling him to get out because he would always bother her and just I don't know what he wanted, but I mean, there was somebody in the shed. Very strange to say, but there was a spirit in there, and it occasionally would come in through a back door. She's seen him a couple times. He was wearing a white tank top and like just blue jeans. I don't know if he meant any harm or not, but he was just very pushy. She did not like it whatsoever. I would say, I'm about fifteen at this time, six turning sixteen, almost her house. There's just something about her house to this day is not right, and she and everybody else who's been there will say so themselves. There's one time I ended up having another sleep paralysis dream. This dream was kind of unlike others. It was very strange to me. I thought, while this person walked through my window. He was a cowboy, had a cowboy hat on, but he had a shotgun in his arms. Walked through my window like literally entered through my window and walked into my mom's room. My mom woke up three o'clock in the morning. She felt presence there, but it was not a good presence. So I don't know exactly why I was fine and she wasn't. The only thing I can think of is that she's my spiritual protector. My dreams still just keep getting revveed up and rebbed up. They're just getting so strange. I've had dreams where these random people are starting to come through that I I don't recognize in a language I don't even know. I took Spanish class in high school, but it's not like I was a fluent Spanish speaker whatsoever. And I had a full dream, full conversation with somebody in Spanish in my dream. I'm assuming they just wanted to cross over, so they were coming to me, because at this point, I'm starting to realize that I think there's something more going on with me as well. But then I started seeing different cultural gods and goddesses. My birthday that following year, I would say seventeenth birthday. Maybe I'm not one hundred percent sure it was either my sixteenth or seventeenth. I literally had a dream where every single god from every single religion. We were in these clouds and they were celebrating my birthday and they were giving me different Bibles and just different cultural practices things. It was very very strange, but again brushed it off because at this point I'm so desensitized to it. Things still didn't stop there. Two of my closest friends would stay at my house, and the more they stayed at my house, the more they'd see. They would start seeing shadows in the doorway and seeing things move or fall off the walls or orbs, even sometimes floating through the air. There was this one time, specifically where I went third point of view in a dream and my soul left my body and I was standing in the doorway and I was watching me and my friend's sleep. It was very very strange, but she ended up waking up in that timeframe and she's seen the shadow at the door, except this time it was me. She was just seeing my soul. At the doorway, which to this day I. Think is very weird because I've never experienced that again where. Somebody's seen my soul. When I turned eighteen, I ended up moving out of my mother's house with my now fiance, and me and him ended up moving into our own little place, probably like half an hour out of town. This place that we specifically moved into. My dad told me it's a twenty years prior to us moving in, there was a fire there, apparently in the exact cabin that we were staying in, but somebody died. So I was like, Okay, well that's whatever, until this lady, she was the one who ended up dying in the fire, came to me in my dreams when I was living there, telling me she literally just I went third point of view in my dream, and she wanted to talk about my dogs, my animals, and how much she liked them. She wanted to talk about how. Me and my fiance were really cute, and how she just absolutely loved our life and our life together. And then I got to the point where I was like, look, I don't know your name, but I'm trying to sleep right now. I appreciate everything you're telling me, and you're saying about my family and my life, but I'm trying. To go back to bed. I'm not I did not just enter a dream world to have conversation right now. I'm trying to sleep. But then when I told her that she still proceeded to go on. I had to tell her that she was starting to annoy me because I just wanted to go back to a peaceful sleep, even though I again was already asleep. It was just dreaming. I wanted to go back to apparently a blank, black sleeping realm. I don't know. I kind of felt bad, but that was not the first time or the last time I seen her. I ended up seeing her again, like right before we moved out. She pretty much again was just wanting to say how much she likes our animals, how well me and my fiancee are doing. She definitely just watched over us. I think she enjoyed watching over us, and maybe we were like a grandchild to her. Who knows. Very very sweet, but yeah, I pretty much told her in my next dream that we were leaving that after we left that house, I don't know if it was strange or not, but that house ended up catching on fire. Every single thing in that house, besides we left maybe a couple of things outside that were still ours everything, but those burnt. It was like stupid little things, But those are the only couple items that were still there from that fire. It was very weird. To us. My fiance and I moved into our current house. He believes very much so in all that spiritual stuff. Everything. He believes me. When I tell him all like about some of my dreams or some things I see, he believes at all. But he does not have any dreams or anything himself. One thing I realized very quickly when we got together was that I don't have dreams when I'm around him at all. If I do, they're solely good and solely good people. I don't have sleep paralysis around him whatsoever, not once, but when it comes to him going on a work trip or he at one point would leave for work before I got up. As soon as he left the house for work, I would have sleep paralysis every single time. One of my dogs, he would warn me before I went into one. He would wake me up, and he'd be growling at our bathroom and just growling really deep, really low. He did not like whatever he saw some of these sleep paralysis. I don't think I've ever experienced anything like this. They were getting more up close and personal, and they were just getting very dark, very quick. There was nothing I could really do about it either. The first dream I had here somebody was standing right over me like I mean, their head was on top of my head pretty much. And I always will try to reach for the dogs when I enter sleep paralysis because I know that my dog has named Cedar, that's the one who can always see things. I know that Cedar can always either growl at them or help me get out of sleep paralysis. But again, it's not like I can actually move. My body had to adapt with having this every single time my fiance would leave the house. And now my body can wake itself up. I have to physically shake my body to wake up unless somebody else comes and saves me in my dream and there's this random voice. Telling me to wake up. That's the only way I found this picture on Facebook. It was literally this nineteen hundred's picture of a random guy. It was at an estate sale. I ended up reaching out to this lady. I bought it before I even seen the picture in person or anything. I needed this picture. All I felt from this picture was just protection. I needed this picture in my house, so she lets move by it. I go pick it up. I had this picture in my car. I forgot the man who's in the picture overnight got in my car. The next day, I had to stop by my mom's house. On my way back home from my mom's house, I remember Come Together by the Beatles was on the radio, but then it started cutting out. It started sounding like somebody wanted to come through and talk and they were intervening. And then at that point I remembered I have this picture in my trunk. I needed to take him out. I felt bad, got home, took him out, hung them up. Ever since we got him, I did research on ancestry and everything found him, found his grave, everything about him. His name's Martin and he died at twenty one years old in nineteen oh nine. He was a train conductor and he got ran over by his own train. I don't know if it's because he was like he's the same age as my fiance and I that he feels the need to protect us. But he is a very intelligent spirit. He definitely will make it known in our house if you talk to him and ask him to move. I have dried flowers hung up on like our ceiling beam, and if you ask him to move one, he will literally twist it he or he'll swing it, do something. If I ask him to move the windshimes, he will to make it known. Or if I ask him his opinion on something like a yes or no question, asked him to move the windtime for yes, flowers for no, or something like that, he absolutely will. I love buying vintage furniture, or like cedar chests that still have their authentication paper and whatnot. Just like very good, sturdy, beautiful furniture. So I ended up buying this dresser vanity thing from an estate sale. I opened my vanity a week probably after I cleaned it out. I was getting my brush out, about to brush my hair. And I noticed this nineteen eighty one bright orange Neon Garfield Halloween pencil just came out of nowhere. It's like it literally it was hidden somewhere. I don't know, but I thought it was very strange because I have seen this so much throughout my life. My grandmother was teacher and she had a million of these pencils. I automatically knew it was probably my great grandmother. I was thinking about her a couple days prior. Usually she will to show us a sign that she's there. She'll send us bingo chips or like some very strange things. One time I found a bingo chip literally in the middle of the woods. It was very strange, but those are the types of signs she decided to give us. So I ended up calling my mother later that day. I guess she woke up that same like the previous night, to her mother standing in her bathroom doorway. So I was like, okay at that point, that's definitely her. I work at a medical manufacturing company. I work on night shifts. I was back working. On one of the machines and it's like a little more secluded from everybody else in the shop. We have like a scrap metal room right next to the machine I was working on. I seen a black shadow walk across the room when the lights were off. I look at the time and it was three twenty eight in the morning. So I'm like, okay, that's not very strange because again I'm working odd hours, but I was like whatever. I then see this. Brown mass come out of that room go behind one of the machines. Right after I seen that, it hits like three point thirty and my left shoulder and my left arm hair starts sticking up, and so does my neck, and I'm like I'm about to be touched. I already know it because I know that that's what that feeling feels like. And then it feels like somebody literally grab my shoulder and grips it. Immediately after I thought that, again, It's three thirty in the morning at work. My break time's at three thirty in the morning, So I'm like, Okay, I need to get out of here quickly. I'm freaking out right now because I don't know what just happened. The whole rest of the night, I was on guard, did not want to go back to that workstation whatsoever. I was on guard. On the way home, I thought, I've seen everything and everything possible. It definitely paranoid me to the max. I'm not the only one who's ever experienced anything. There A lot of people who I've talked to, they always see this like little girl who will be standing on some of our stairs at work, or they'll see this older man who again will be like somewhere upstairs or kind of by that scrap room I was talking about. But no matter what, everybody, even on the other shifts, I don't know. I don't know if it's the atmosphere or who knows, the chemicals in the air, but everybody you ask who works there think they see people out of the corner of their eyes at all times when they don't. Nobody's ever there ever. It is so strange but so eerie. It just it gives me chills. It actually just happened two days ago, but my fiance's friend came over and spent the night. Yeah, literally on the weekend. My stomach started like cramping up and feeling weird. As soon as she shut up. Didn't really think much of it. Then it stopped as soon as I laid down in bed, and so I was like, all right, I told my fiance, I don't think my body is liking who's here right now? Like something's weird. I ended up having a dream. This specific dream was we were taking our dogs. His dad wanted to have us come over and bring our dogs to run around, so we did. Then I remember one of my dogs running out. Of the woods. I was still in the woods, but it was dark out. I remember turning around. In this dream, all of a sudden, this red eyed demon figure came up to me very very quickly and either told me to leave or get out. I think it was get out. It screamed at me so I sprinted out of those woods as fast as I could. I got all the dogs back in the car. All of us were back in the car. My fiance's friend and his dad were I don't know if you'd necessarily waped smile like that horror movie, but him and his dad were doing that like specific just creepy scary. Smile in that dream. And then I. Woke up, and I woke up freaking out, and I was too scared to check the time, so I just stood there, bright eyed, scared. Eventually I went back to bed. I woke up probably seven o'clock in the morning, came out to the living room with the dogs. His friend wakes up, comes in the living room because he has to leave. My stomach got that same exact feeling. It was just cramping. So then at that point I was like, my body, bad vibes are here. There's bad vibes here in whatever is attached to either him or his parents' dad, whomever is warning me something's going on. So then I ended up having to sage my house this weekend because there's something not right. I've always wondered. I've always felt like I was a portal everywhere we've moved no matter with who I've always just there's always been something there. So I didn't know if I was the portal. I didn't know if I. Was like a grim reaper or medium, psychic medium. There's something special about me that's very unexplainable. Both my parents will say it. Everybody in my life knows it when I say something like about my dreams or something that happened. Like I'm speaking truthfully, I just found out a couple of nights ago that I have this gift. It's called psychopomp. It's not like a medium. I'm not a medium, which it actually makes one hundred and ten percent to me because I've never felt like I was fully just a medium whatsoever. The reason half my dreams and half my occurrences in life were the way they were was because this gift I have, I can go into the different depths. There's been previous dreams I've had where I have taken dogs helped cross them over. This one extremely exotic dream I've had my aunt she was middle of a hurricane in Florida, and my grandma also lives in Florida, but she was visiting Italy at the time, and she text me at three o'clock in the morning, I wake up. I see the text. My aunt lost her dog in the middle of the hurricane, and it's like in the middle of the worst of it all. I was like, oh, my God, I wonder where he is or what happened to her. I ended up going back to bed and it was three o'clock in the morning. I had school the next day. Then I actually happened to have this dream. My soul left my body. I traveled to Florida in the middle of the hurricane. I found this dog. I found my aunt's dog, and she was laying right next to this fence. But she was so tired. So when I picked her up, she was so so tired. And I walked her up these stairs, and I mean they were like beautiful stairs. My aunt was there. Whoever my aunt was staying with at the time was also there and they seen her before I walked her up the stairs even further. So I ended up waking up from the stream. I told my grandma about it. My grandma proceeds to call the people my aunt was staying with at the time, told her about this stream, told her to check there. This dog was in the exact spot. I told them it was this dog. Yes, ended up drowning in the hurricane, but I ended up crossing her body over all the way, thousands of miles away. I ended up learning ultimately that the gift I have is I'm able to go in different various depths. Whether it's animals, people that are not very good people, or the good people, I'm always helping them, whether spirit ruled or not. People just want to come through to either get help crossing over, or they have a message for somebody, or they just need help in general. I guess that's my gift, as I help people no matter who or what crossover. I guess I'm a sole traveler. I have never understood the whole twenty one years i've been alive why these things were happening to me, because I'll hear, you know, some of the psychics or some of the mediums or whomever speak about their gifts, or even like with your show, I'll hear certain people sit like talk about their experiences, and I resonate a lot with half of the experiences they've had, or I've had my own experience, but none of it's made sense because I thought I had so many different gifts that I just didn't understand anything. But I guess with the psychopomp, your main communication and your soul traveling is through your dreams. Everything's pretty much through your dreams. Yes, you can have bits and pieces of different you know, mediumship, and I can talk to some people, but pretty much everybody wants to just cross over. So like the cowboy. That came through my window and went into my mom's room, he just wanted to cross over and I was helping him. So then that just leads me back to am I really the portal or not? Literally? Everything that's happened in my life is now starting to piece back together with that one definition that I learned literally two nights ago. Olivia, thank you so much for sharing your experiences with the rest of us here at the True Scary Story Community was very interesting to me. Learning about psychopops, these beings, these things like this ability I guess for being able to help people cross over. Now this I found this particularly interesting because just last night I was actually at this storytelling night where someone from it's called his name is Feppo from both gasparan Ordomia, which is a Spanish it's a Mexican show in Spanish about paranormal things, you know, UFOs, the spiritual stuff, witchcraft, all that, And there was this one story that stood out because I mentioned this exact thing, but in a different I mean a different way, but it was this idea. So the thing was that this person had a roommate and the roommate performed I guess, did a curse on them. And it turns out in Europe they had they would do this by cutting off ahead of a horse, aiming it at somebody's house and wishing for their death, as in the person's house, the one who's living in there, right, So they couldn't find a horse, you know, So what they did was they used the head of a dog. I know, it's really it's terrible, it's really dark, but it brought along why the horse was there. The reason why the horse was there is because in I guess in the culture where this person was from, the horror symbolizes or is a type of psychopomp. So they help people cross over. They're like guides, you know. They you pass away and they guide you into wherever else you go once you die. Very interesting, Like I'm telling you, there's much more to this, right obviously, I want to be. I'm going to be searching this up to find even more about it. And in this aspect of you taking the role of that and being able to even see the different stages or levels of hell, I found that super interesting. And I know that for some of us, you know, when we're listening to stories and we talk about dreams, we kind of shut off, like we think, Okay, if it's just a dream, it's just a dream. But a lot of us are not aware of how easy it is for us to get messages while we're sleeping. Obviously there's a lot of research that has to go into it, a lot of experiences that we listen to here in this in this show as well that mentioned just how powerful dreams can be. I think the one that really stood out to me was the dog, you know, the hurricane, that you were able to see the dog, held the dog, and then point out where the dog's body was and to actually have it be there. I find that really powerful, you know, And we can have things like that that you know there's an event, we confirm it through other people's I guess eyes, like they where we go and find the dog. So defies all what you would call logical explanation, right, even though sometimes the paranormal can be pretty logical. And I'm sure I'm gonna get questions about this, about the Wigi board, and there's a lot of people who have very strong opinions about it in the comments. I see them all the time through emails and everything, like never ever mess with the Wigi board. But for you and your family, this was an everyday thing, like as in, this was a very common thing. Even imagine your parents being so open and aware of the spiritual realm and everything that comes with it in order to introduce you to this. I wonder if that played a role. I'm curious to know if if anyone else out there thinks the same, because I feel that your family having and we talked about this a little bit over the call, but your family being so open to that really opened you up to this and being able to become aware of what's around us. Again, I always repeat this as my theory about what we see as a paranormal, which is things are always there, flowing in and out, Things are always all around us all the time, but not all of us have like really refined that sensor I guess, like the sense to be able to sense those things, so we kind of overlook it, we ignore it. We sometimes witness something and just completely be like, well, it's nothing, you know, and then we just move on because we can't have we don't have an explanation to it doesn't affect us that much, so we just move onward from it. I don't know, just just my thought and all this. But also the story about the photograph with the train conductor, it was a very it was strangely comforting, you know, being able to I guess compare, not compare, but like bring along this story that has this really dark origin and then have that entity that spirit turn out to be somebody who's helping and watching over you. And it really resonated here because it goes along with another thing that we talked about over the call, which is being able to guide spirits or lost souls without judgment, right like they suffered a really dark death or if they were maybe in life there were bad people, good people, like it doesn't matter, like you still you can offer that. It's a very it's a new take. Like it really made me wonder after this, when you know, when I'm taking notes after the calls, I just couldn't wrap my mind around this, you know, so I definitely feel like I need to look more into I guess, more experiences of this. So if you're listening to this now, someone else out there, wherever you may be in the world, and you experience something like this, or you feel like the dreams don't really have a point as in maybe there you think of them as just dreamed and there's no real message coming through, but you have that idea that maybe maybe it means something. Please get in touch with me reach out. You can email me Edwin at scarystory dot com. You can also find the contact form over at true scarystory dot com, so you can get in touch and we can share your story. Even if you just want to talk about it at first, you want to email back and forth a few times, we can do that. That way we get an idea of what this means, Like are there is there anything else in dreams that we're not aware of right now? Very interesting to find out more about it. My last point here that I have written down just in some of some of the things that I thought of when we were recording this call. What's about the animals, the pets, cats, dogs, you know. They say that they have a certain kind of ability to be able to spot ghost spirits other things out there, and they give us signs, you know, by growling, by staring, by just sitting and being calm or being scared. Sometimes they're so stressed style that they even die. And sometimes the owners like the they say, yeah, you know what, something has been going on in the house, so very interesting thing there that I feel like a lot of us might have overlooked just because it seems like a common thing, but when it's actually happening to you, it's it's really creepy. So if you have any pets stories, any animal stories, also, please send them my way. And also here let's talk about the ending. Obviously, right, it almost changes the whole story because we talked about how Olivia was spending most of her life terrified, not understanding what these dreams meant, what was going on in her life. What about these dark figures that at some point turned out to be Like her friend was able to see a dark like a figure a silhouette at the door turns out to be Olivia because she was seeing herself from that perspective. Now, isn't that like this meta like super like a story within a story, like you know, I find that really interesting. But you see how she was spending all her life really scared and then she now was able to identify what these experiences were connected to. So basically it's more of a purpose instead of a curse. Let me know your thoughts. This was a very interesting story. I appreciate the you know, taking the time to share this. It was very very cool to learn about. So this episode was produced by me Edwin Kovarubiaz with help from the Scary FM team, with all scheduling done by Sophia Petties and Bianca Chavis. Huge shout out to them, and also huge shout out to our Scary Plus members. Thank you so much for helping out and for your support. Really appreciate you guys. 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