Hello, my name is Lorie Johnson, and I'd like to tell you a bit about myself and how I became a psychic medium. Since I was two, I spoke to those who have passed, but because of my father's religion I put it off as being a normal child, and making up playmates. When I became six, I saw my first three spirits laying on cots, along with the smell of burning flesh. I figured they were telling me how they had died. One sat up. He was skinny, no shirt on, and very thin. He looked me right in the eyes and smiled, as if to tell me, 'thing's will be okay'. I smiled back and walked away. I had put that experience off to being a kid, making things up in my mind again. But all my life I had battled demons in my dreams. Not knowing why, and always questioned why the dreams had been so harsh. I often wondered why I always saw the tiny skinny man I had seen when younger before every dream. Knowing now that my abilities were growing each and every day, I finally realized that skinny man was my guardian. He was to show me that things will be okay before the trial of my dream had started. I am a blunt person. I don't hold anything back. If I see it I say it. If they say it I tell it ...
