As I grew older, well into childhood and teenagehood, although I no longer screamed at the top of my lungs, I learnt to act withdrawn or totally ignore people I didn’t feel safe around. This bought me the title of a proud snob, and attracted the anger of bullies who couldn’t stand that I thought I was special and wouldn’t behave like everyone else. What they didnt realise at the time, was that as weird as it sounds, I could sense the spirit within them, whether it was good or bad.
Discerning A Spirit
