Do you beleive that people can have memories that are not their own? That they can know things that are not possible for them to know? Things that are not connected to them in any way? I'm not talking about past lives. Well in a way i am, but not my past lives. Someone elses. I shouldn't know these thngs but i do. I have feelings that are not my own. I have thoughts and memories that are not my own. These aren't meant for me, but i know them. They will be used against me and they are also to my advantage. Its a blessing and a curse at the same time.On wednasday i felt like i couldn't breath. I started to shake and sweat and have the chills at the same time. My friend Amanda was reading my friend Colby's tarot cards. Everything was normal until that happend to me. It scared me. I didn't know what was going on. My friend Amanda didn't notice as she was concentrating on her cards, but Colby did. He knew what was going on. Because it wasn't meant for me. It was meant for him. He said it was a spell. A spell to control me. Since the moment it happend i felt anxious. Something was around me. Something i couldn't see. I could only feel it. My friends dog could even feel it. I felt like something was forcing itself into my mind. I started having memories that weren't mine. Feelings and thoughts that weren't mine. I stood up because i felt anxious and fidgety. But i stood at a certain point in that room and i felt like i couldn't move. My friends needed to push me off of that spot. My friends dog wouldn't come near me after that. She kept looking at me like she was afraid of me. Normally the dog would jump all over me, but this time she was scared of me. I started to remember things that had nothing to do with me.Memories that were not mine. Names of people I have never met. Places i have never been. They are about my friend. Someone elses memories of my friend. Of his past life, or rather lives.Theses memories are from an old friend of his. A friend who turned into an enemy. The person whose memories i am sharing will use me against my friend. I have no choice in the matter. It is beyond my control. I feel like a puppet and he is my master. I have no choice but to do as he says. I do not want to hurt my friend. I remember things that are not possible. I don't want these memories. I want to be rid of this. i want to be protected against these memories, thoughts and feelings. I want to be rid of it.