Happy Sweet 16 Baby Boy! 👼😇 🥳🎉🎊

**Disclaimer: This is a true story of my lived experience directly from my journal. Names have been withheld, and some details have been changed to protect the privacy of the victim's surviving family.

⚠️ Trigger Warning: Murder, Death & Paranormal Activity ⚠️

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11 pm

A of mine just randomly came to me in my thoughts, her first and last name. She was murdered years ago in an apartment building fire, her & her one-year-old baby. I think her ex-boyfriend did it. I can't remember exactly where this horrendous event took place, but two different states beginning with the letter "A" come to mind. Now I'm remembering that I have her 8th-grade yearbook, I've had it for YEARS and I have no idea why or how I have it because I've always had a copy of my own.

12 am

Moments ago, I just had a strong feeling that I was being picked up off my bed. Or I was attempting to be picked up. I was too exhausted to move or fully respond like sleep paralysis. I have to add that I'm also sleeping with my 15lb weighted blanket. And I weigh well over 250lbs. So, to feel as if I'm being easily shifted around in the air is bewitching! I saw my Himalayan salt lamp light go out & my fan cut off. I heard loud knocking & running. I didn't like that at all. I wasn't exactly frightened but it felt like someone was trying to frighten me. After I gained full consciousness, I said out loud, "I don't like that...negativity I don't want that..." Something is feeling forced. Something is testing me or trying to trick me into feeling like it...

Currently 2:13 am

Okay, I've done some online research, and I've somewhat figured out why I was contacted by my friend. Today is her baby's B'Earthday! Today is his sweet 16! I found all of this out via Google. I found news articles that mentioned names & with the names, I went to Facebook. The fire happened so long ago in the early 2000s...

The murderer who set the fire is locked up here in Georgia. This tragedy took place in the south, but not in Arkansas or Alabama as I had guessed earlier. He's sentenced to life without parole. Originally, he was facing the death penalty due to the number of people who died; over a dozen were injured. One out of the dozen was the father of my friend's baby, he was in the apartment building too. He survived, though sustaining lifelong injuries from jumping out of a window. I read an article where he explained how he tried to save them, but the fire spread so fast that the smoke made it impossible to see and breathe, as he was looking for an escape for them all. Assuming most residents were unaware of the fire, he started off knocking on doors trying to inform them while simultaneously seeking refuge for his lady and baby.

Can you imagine his plight? Can you fathom the agony and anguish he endured?? The disastrous heartache and loss, reoccurring nightmares, the regrets, the act of reliving it in your mind every day, the mere burden of guilt for surviving, Jesus. I also read about people harassing him for surviving. Ugh, I can't allow myself to sit at the thought of it all for too long. Being a highly sensitive empath, I can easily put myself in a dark depressive state, I can put myself there and feel that and get mentally and emotionally stuck. The victims and their families even the witnesses, the firemen, my God. Almost 20 years ago but I know everyone is still affected by this horrendously traumatic event to this day.

Doing more research, I also discovered that the baby's father has since passed away. I'm unsure of the cause though I searched thoroughly I couldn't find anything. I did find his Facebook though. Years after the fire he tried his best to continue with a normal life, he got married and had a few kids. The father's last child was born just 80 days before his death. And get this, that baby was born on the same day of his late big brother's B'Earthday, how interesting is that huh?! Yes, you read that correctly, this father had another son over a decade later born on the same day as his firstborn son!

This whole story is something else, and I'm not quite sure what to make of it. For now, I'll just say Happy Beloved B'Earthday baby boys! Rest in peace to the baby, his father, and mother my sweet & dear friend. Ah, I love & miss you, Toot! If you need to reach out to me again, I'm here...I promise you can have my full attention without picking me up off my bed in the middle of the night! LOL, (but that's also how her energy is, in human form, she was vibrant, a performer, a prankster with a big sense of humor)

Currently 3:09 pm

I just checked in my book, "The Power of Birthdays, Stars & Numbers" and both baby boys are in my tribe of "Love and Friendships". And my beloved friend and I share the tribe of "Soulmates" 🥰 wow...so interesting...I hope to have a clearer understanding of all of this one day...