So I first got into all this witchy stuff as a teenager because I saw a ghost and it kinda freaked me out, because I didn't know they were a ghost. I think I inherited it from Mom, and feel lucky she's the one who found out I just saw a dead woman. She was an old friend of the family, of everyone's family really; small town. I hadn't heard the news that she'd passed away, and on my way home from school as I was passing her place, I saw her clear as day, standing in front of her trailer house. I waved hello and smiled, she looked straight at me with a weird look on her face but didn't say anything. At the time I didn't really think anything of it, because in her own defense, she had to be like, a hundred years old lol. I'd probably look a little out of touch if I were that old too lmao. XD So I just kept smiling back all awkward like and walking along my merry way while she stared me down with a mix of sadness, anger and confusion lol. Seriously, I figured it was just old age. She looked TOTALLY real, not misty-like what-so-friggin'-ever, seemingly alive and healthy albeit kooky in the head lol.
After arriving home, I regaled Mom with my awkward encounter with good ol' Grandma Wanda, then SHE got a weird look on her face and stopped me mid-story to inform me Grandma Wanda passed away a couple years back. I laughed like she'd just told a joke before I realized she was being serious, then figured she must just be mistaken, or it was another death-hoax started by the rumor mill lol. I simply didn't believe her because I knew what I saw, so I decided I'd prove it by telling mom to drive us to her place down the road so I can show her myself. Once we got there I walked up her driveway and knocked on the door, which had started to rot. Tried a few more times before peeking in all of the windows. Everything had been moved out and was covered in dust. I hadn't even noticed until then that the whole property was overgrown. That was an embarrassing walk back to the car. Mom looked sad. I was still confused and kinda wigged out. That's when she opened up to me about the family secret; she's psychic, my uncle's psychic, my big brother's psychic, and my grandmother was psychic and her mom before her. Weird stuff has always happened around people on my mom's side of the family for some reason.
....So THAT'S how I got interested in learning more about the weird and unexplained and eventually finding a comfy place in paganistic earth-based spirituality and witchcraft! XD
...That's ALSO how I developed a somewhat serious case of Social Anxiety Disorder lmao, because ever SINCE that day, I'm reluctant to form new relationships, because they could be frggin' DEAD for all I know, and I probably wouldn't even know it....I'd just be standing there by myself.....talking to the air......like a CRAZY person lmao. And honestly no joke.....that TERRIFIES me. I much prefer seeing things that are clearly other-worldly, like shadow people and aliens lol. Seen them both. I know not to comment on them when I see them in public! But a dead person? ...I might not know that they're dead...and they might not know they're dead either. It's like some straight-up Sixth-Sense crap lol. Have I seen any ghosts since Grandma Wanda? NO IDEA! Lol. It's honestly maddening. Meditation helps. I guess. But like...so do margaritas just a little bit lol. =-P
...Oh, and my name's pronounced "Sabrina", I just spell it funny to differentiate it from the traditional spelling, and to make it more perfectly correspond with my numerological life-path number lol. XD