It started slowly. I began hearing things small things at first snippets of conversations, faint noises. But then it got worse. I started hearing things that hadn’t happened yet. Names, warnings, arguments, even accidents. At first, I thought I was imagining it, or maybe stressed.
But soon, it became impossible to ignore.
Every day was exhausting. I tried to live normally, but I could hear whispers of events that hadn’t happened. Sometimes they were trivial someone dropping a cup but sometimes they were terrifying, like warnings of accidents, fights, or people I loved getting hurt.…CONTINUE READING
