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The Girl Who Spoke with Spirits: An American Indian's True Account
After having moved back to the USA from Izmir, Turkiye My adopted family was Stationed at Fort Carson, Colorado and We lived in Colorado Springs until they were transfered again. I was a loner who saw things most people didn't…
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…The only evidence of their visit was the lingering scent of sage and something wild, something ancient, on the breeze. I stood there for a long time, the sun on my face, the wind whispering secrets I couldn’t quite grasp. The joy of their visit was a precious ember, glowing brightly within me, but as I turned and walked back towards the house, the familiar chill of isolation began to creep back in. They visited me, yes, but they feared my family. They feared the world they represented. And in their fear, they carried a sadness that mirrored my own, a profound understanding of a hidden knowledge that was being kept from me, a knowledge that I was destined, somehow, to reclaim.