Way back in college I was sensitive to super natural beings, I can sense if there is a ghost or a spirit in a certain place I just visited because I can feel their presence and there are instances where I actually see a ghost, but I try to suppress this unique capability of mine because I don't want my third eye to open fully and see spirits anywhere I go.
My effort to ignore this "gift" is short lived. One day while I was walking down the stairs, I noticed one of the staff in the office where I work as an student assistant was staring at me and her stare had freaked me out because its a blank stare. It looks like her body was there but her spirit had lingered in other dimension. I try to ignore her but she shoved me to the staff lounge and seriously tell me that there are two spirits following me, boy and a woman. I got goose bumps all over my body and she might have noticed that I turned pale because she tried to reason out that the spirits following me are friendly.
I didn't sleep well that night. The incident kept entering my mind and I even ask my sister to accompany me in my room because I'm afraid that the spirit might magically appear in front of me and scare me to death.
After a week I gathered all strength courage and went to see the staff who has psychic powers who tell me about the two spirits who follows me. She said that the woman was a new spirit. She was attracted to me when I went to my friends house. She is a mother and is looking for her son. Whatever her reason to follow me is unknown. The boy who follows me around is someone I know. I almost cried when I found out that he was my best friend when I was in grade three. He died because of asthma. I never got the chance to see him after our long vacation even during his funeral because I was still young back then. We have a curfew and my parents didn't allow me to attend his wake. My heart was broken when he died, I cried almost every night and day every time I think of him. I would visit his grave everyday. He was buried at our church which I usually passed by when I go home in the afternoon after our class. I promised him that I won't forget about him. That promise was the binding force and his reason why he kept following me. To add more impact to this story, the psychic staff says that he was suppose to be my soul mate.
Ever since then I never feel alone anymore (literally), but in a good way. I sometimes feel guilty that both of them are not resting in peace because they keep on following me. I would pray for them that they would move on and find the light but every time I would ask the psychic staff she would say that they are still beside me guarding me.
I don't know how long they are going to guard me, the truth is until this very moment I am writing this story I know they are beside me, maybe reading this story about them. If ever they are indeed reading this story, I would like to thank them for keeping me company safe all this years, but I only have one wish for the both of them, to find peace in happiness wherever they may be.