My name is Heather, I am home-schooled with my aunt and one day I was working on my homework and out of the corner of my eye, I saw a white figure pass by the doorway. In 2007 my older brother died in a car accident and in May it will be 4 years and I think it was him.
Today, I saw another white figure when I was doing the dishes. I looked it up the night and it said it could be diabetes but then it said it could be a spirit so I hope it is. I want my brother to talk to me soon, because I miss him like crazy.
I have currently moved into the same house he lived when he died, and that is where I saw the second figure. I want to know what I should do. How can I talk to him? How do I know if it is him?
My brother was a fire-fighter and a great older brother. He had his accident on May 9th, it was so bad that on May 12 we had to pull the plug, and it was 19 days away from his 21 birthday.
I am an artist in progress and a poem writer. I mostly write poems about my brother and what he did and how he changed my life.
One night I was lying in my bed, looking out the window when someone or something whispered in my ear I didn't understand what he said, as soon as it said it I looked and nothing was there. I told my sister the next day when I got to her house to babysit and she said it was probably William telling me to go to sleep, and that she has had the same thing happen to her, except it was a black figure.
Comment and tell me what I should do!
Javelina, I am sorry about the loss of your brother and sister, I do sometimes try and keep the feelings out when I am at church and I hear something that reminds me of him, and when I give him notes in a jar on his tombstone, sometimes on 5th sunday when someone is preaching I will look at my mom and she will be crying, and I can't help but cry too... One night when I was leaving the hospital with my cosin and her husbend he told me that when ever I needed to cry to find him and we would go cry somewere... I always tell my friends when they lose someone that I will be there for them and they are their for me... I talked my friend out of killing himself because he lost his bestfriend/granny, that month was a bad month for him, but I kept him through it... If my brother would not of died I wouldn't be who I am today, he made me the better person... Along the way to where I am now, I have had bad times and good times... I almost hurt a girl for telling me that I should go to Hell with my brother, (she lost her mother the year before) then I said something about her mother, I was mad, ready to runaway, and ready to kick her butt, My mom took her side on the fight so it felt like I was on my own when it came to my brother/her son, I didn't get it... I want to think everyone for talking to me, I have really needed someone to talk to lately! 😊 ❤ 😊