My name is Daniel. I live in Denmark and have had several "supernatural" experiences, and have heard a lot of them too. I apologize for bad explanations but I'm new and not that good at telling stories. Bear with me.
The story all starts before I was born. I am 1 of 3. I'm the only one of us who actually got born. The others died while our mom was pregnant with us. That is now 15 years ago, but the story takes place about 6-7 years ago before my little brother, who also have a significant role in this story.
But at specific events and times, I have had those feelings, and actually more, you know twin telepathy? Do you believe it also is real after death? I didn't in the beginning but now I do, cause my sister and brother (according to the voices) were talking to me. When I needed help or when I was alone, pretty much at any time I needed someone to talk with. In the start it freaked me out, but I got used to it.
Well one day on my way to school (I go by bike), I heard someone kind of scream to me that I must stop. I did, of course, and I looked around, but no one was there. Then a second later a train came (I was by the railway, by the way. Sorry for not telling). The sticks that blocks the road (can't remember what they are called) hadn't went down, and the lights were not on, so I didn't know there was coming a train, but right after I stopped the train came. That was one of the first times I heard them. It freaked me out to hear someone scream and then see no one around, but somehow they saved me there.
Now today about 6 years later I never hear them. They never come to talk or help or anything. It actually stopped when my little brother was born 5 years ago. From that day I never heard a word from them. It's kind of sad.
But what I actually wanted with this story is just to know that if the birth of my brother could have gotten them peace? Or maybe they got "reborn" in my brother? I don't know, but our mother have said we look so much alike, even though we don't have same dad. We act much alike and look much alike. My brother don't look like our mother but more like me. He is like a twin, some have said, just younger.
So is it them who got reborn in my brother? Or is it just cause I'm not that sensitive anymore? I don't think I'm not sensitive cause I still hear and see many supernatural things happening around.
Thanks for taking your time to read this story. More might come up later.
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Carlequin I was listening to music on my way to school, I stopped doing that after though.
And as a little addition;
My little brother have several night woken up asking us to tell "him" to go away, our mother asked who, where I just turned around and asked if he would be so nice to leave, I haven't seen "him" but my brother have, and its someone who makes my brother uncomfortable,