From the moment of my birth, I was bestowed with a unique gift, one I couldn’t fully comprehend until I reached the age of ten. This extraordinary ability I possessed was a double-edged sword, a duality of good and evil that left me feeling isolated in my small, misunderstood world. At that tender age, I lacked the words to convey my experiences, and even if I could, no one seemed capable of grasping the complexity of my reality. Life can be confining for those like me.
Now, at the age of thirty-two, I’ve learned that attention is the key to managing my extraordinary talent. Ignoring the unseen entities ensures they will ignore me in return. It can be a rather disheartening situation, especially when I attend funerals and have prior knowledge of the departed. My perspective on the world differs vastly from that of others; I perceive not just one dimension but three. My everyday existence unfolds like a never-ending narrative.
Each day, I wake to a world teeming with both visible and invisible beings, the latter always whispering incoherently in my ears. Occasionally, their forms elude my sight, but their voices resonate within my mind. Beyond these ethereal murmurs, I also encounter enigmatic figures from realms beyond our comprehension—horrifying demons with menacing horns. While they shroud their true visages from my view, I can sense their malevolent intent, and their ominous presence taints the air. Yet, my unwavering faith as a devout Christian appears to deter their interference in my life. It’s a peculiar truth: as the years pass, my senses continue to sharpen, revealing more of the unseen and unfelt.
In this ever-evolving journey through life, I tread the fine line between the ordinary and the extraordinary, a realm where the supernatural collides with the mundane. Each day brings new challenges, mysteries, and revelations, as I navigate a world that exists not just in one dimension, but three.