I Will Never Forget the First Time I Heard Ghosts aka Spirits it was a cold winter evening, and I was tucked into my bed. I was around the age of 8-years old. We lived in Farmington, MN at the time. Everyone in the house was fast asleep. You could have heard a pin drop, seriously. NO ONE was even snoring. Odd, I thought, as my family was large.
I looked out my bedroom window and watched the snowfall. It was the first BIG snow storm of the year. I loved watching the snow fall from the sky. Soon, I fell asleep.
All of a sudden, I was woken by the sound of a couple talking. I heard a strange female voice speaking to a male voice. In fact, they were having a serious discussion. I lay in my bed thinking I must have been jarred awake from a dream, so I tried to fall back asleep.
Blah, blah, blah… THEY KEPT TALKING, and the more I ignored their voices, the louder they became.
Okay, I freaked out. I could see a white light down the hallway, and I knew that is where the ghosts aka spirits were standing RIGHT OUTSIDE my parents’ bedroom door.
I ran down the hallway to my parents’ room screaming at the top of my lungs.
My father jumped out of bed and ran outside thinking someone was outside my window messing with me.
THERE WERE NO FOOTPRINTS IN THE SNOW!!!
NOTHING, but fresh snow glistening on the ground.
He came back inside.
We looked at each other, all of us. The entire family was standing in our kitchen.
I told him that it was my aunt and grandfather, and from that day forward my entire family knew I was a born a medium.