[XioDataBlanks]

I have this special friend whose name is said to be Michelle. Before seventh grade, I don't believe I've met her. She's never harmed me, she's never threatened me. We are nothing more than mere friends. We respect one another. She assists me with many of my problems. I've never lied to her. Likewise, I couldn't say.
She doesn't provide me with information of who she is. I found out her name from a male friend(this year in tenth grade) she supposedly "messaged" through text using my phone while I slept-which she told him was the only way to actually contact other. She persuaded him that someone or thing or being was after me-one that is inhuman.
As informed by mother about past situations dealing with the "supernatural", as a young child I would complain to her that someone would watch me from in between our family room sofas. In deep uncontrollable thought one quiet evening whilst forcing myself to sleep (I've had difficulty sleeping all my life-nothing out of the ordinary.) I saw the figure between the sofa beckoning me over. If I remember correctly, the figure had long black hair(maybe not black-it happened to be a shadowed 'tween) cat-like eyes with oblongs instead of circular pupils and very slim. Comparing this figure to Michelle- blonde hair Chinese bang, normal skin not pale nor tan, freckles and her eyes are there but I can never see them the hair isn't covering them but I just can't tell- I wouldn't exactly say they resemble in any shape or form.
There was one other incident in eighth grade where I cast a spell- I made it up but I didn't exactly think it would work and it was my first time ever actually reciting a spell, I thought I would need other tools than my voice and physical contact-and I recited it to a female friend with my palm atop hers. The next day after homeroom-I didn't see her in homeroom she was tardy- I greeted her but she scolded me. Toward me, she isn't usually like that, I was indeed shocked. I asked what was wrong and she sad that she heard voices the previous night in her room forcing her grandmother to "cleanse" her room. Even still she wouldn't sleep there or at all for that matter. She was quite frightened-so was I.
I even spoke to a counselor about Michelle. There didn't seem to be a problem since she only helped me rather than harmed. But why did my friend hear voices?
Also, there's this occurrence in fifth grade that's been haunting me for years. In dance class in the locker room along with a few other girls practicing a tornado safety drill, someone began playing music. I looked over to see who played the tunes and the light flashed by the mirror. There before the mirror stood a figure in a stance that seemed immune to pain and fit with feathers running from it's head atop. If you're calling me crazy, you're insulting every girl that was in that locker room. The second I saw it I tapped my best friend to look. She looked and she screamed, "Look at the mirror!!!" to the other girls and some nutcase flashed the light over again revealing the figure- well really the figure's silhouette. That's all that showed. No colors, no movement, no breathing, no voice, not even a spark of assurance that he was even real. Every girl nearly trampled each other bursting out of that locker room. Our dance teacher scolded us for running out during a drill and even walked inside of the locker room. No one. Each girl was checked for anything seen on the figure and even told to stand as the figure did. Me being the inspector. Not a single dancer matched.
Now, what do I see? Everything. Dead or alive. It's not even frightening anymore... well, not as much as at first. There are still people, figures, and even silhouettes that freak me out. But living this way isn't easy. I see things that are pretty normal then things that scare the living cells out of me. I'm not a schizophrenic. I never have been. I hope not anyway. But the things I see can seem so fake it's like I'm watching a horror film from the fifties. Then other times... I just wish I was completely blind.
I'm a fifteen year old girl. I have two close friends who know about my very special friend. Michelle never hurts me, she doesn't lead me in the wrong direction- I swear she's such a mom sometimes- she doesn't threaten me, she respects me, and she protects me. I don't have a religion, I worship no being or item. I don't have any practices. I'm not part of any cults. I have no idea why this is happening to me or why I see what I see. If you know anything to this relation, even just a funny remark to cheer me up, I would really appreciate it. Any help or information you can provide me with would be just great. Just please, tell me, what do I do? What am I dealing with here? Any questions I will cooperate and answer.

[J_9]

Is Michelle a real physical person?

[Fr_Chuck]

I see it that this is a "spirit" that was sending a text though some other person. If I am wrong, they do ramble and it is hard to read.

But with this, there is several areas, first you obvioiusly believe in spirits, and for some reason thing they are nice and helpful and wanted to do magic.

You need to stop dealing with them completely. I see this as first someone playing a bad trick on you making fun of you with make believe text messages from a spirit.

As for magic, it really does not work, but things happen that people will blame on it, if you want to find a result, it is always something to blame.