I don't want to use my real name in this case as I don't feel comfortable doing so, so just call me "John". My name is John, and I am 13 years old born in a Christian family. I don't really remember a past life at all. Although, one dream I had when younger struck out to me. If you want, I can go into detail but I wanna get on topic. I used to go to sleep perfectly and all. Recently in my English class, we've been learning about the Holocaust. I've only read Number the Stars in elementary school, and I barely remember it. Because of that, this is my first real chance to learn about it. However, in class, we're focusing a lot more on Anne Frank. We just finished reading the transcript of "The Diary of Anne Frank", and before that we had to do a project studying a part of World War II. I was going to research concentration camps, but I have very poor work habits, and the school year is done in 1-2 weeks. I've also been reading "Hitler Youth: Growing up Under Hitler's Shadow" for another project related to this. Since the 4th or 5th grade, I've been studying Astrology. I started by learning about my horoscope, Libra, and I've come a LONG way from that. Last year in spring 2016, I took out astrology books from my library for a short period of time before my father found out I was studying it, and banned me from it. However, I've decided to continue online. Below the astrology section was the reincarnation books. I'm sure at least most of you know who Sylvia Browne is? I heard she's a joke in this type of category. I started studying reincarnation by reading some of her books that talked about the Other Side, and how we plan our lives and learn lessons from it. It was very interesting, but also very scary. I've already been studying karmic astrology for a while. I was very interested in Anne Frank's horoscope. I was doing some research in which then I came upon a story of Barbro Karlen being Anne? I did look around here, and I saw some other user here claimed to be here. As Anne's life (and the Holocaust itself) was very depressing, I feel miserable, and yet I'd want to learn more about her life. The fact that I feel this way made me paralyzed. This all happened near Memorial Day Weekend. For the first two days, I felt I couldn't sleep anymore. I would hide under my blanket, and feel like I'm in this warp of nothingness, uncertainty. I feel trapped. Starting a week ago, I tried to make things better by bringing out my alarm clock radio and listen to the Christian radio station. I've been staying up later than usual listening and writing down songs that I could listen to one day maybe on YouTube. Then, I would have to turn off the lights and just think about normal stuff. The dark feels very negative to me, although I doubt there's some spirit looking at me. I never even had a problem with the dark and sleeping at all until this happened. I keep thinking to myself it's all my imagination. Sometimes I think about some spirit like Anne Frank watching me from my bed, even though I already know about the Barbro case. Today, I woke up close to morning, and tried to ease off my mind with the radio station. I was hiding under my blanket, and it started to get brighter in my room as morning approached, and I was still scared. However, my family started waking up and starting our day, and then i felt comfortable and all. I share a room with my eldest sister who is staying for a while and completing her RN problem. She works overnight, leaving me alone in the room. Although, she takes day off, and she might be with me tomorrow on Thursday. But for today, I have to go through it again. All I want is for someone to be in the room and sleep so I won't have to feel dead. It feels like Hell kinda, but using darkness as torture. I feel best when I'm at school and all, in the daytime. I dread coming home now. Today, we were taking a test on the play but I didn't finish. All I'm asking is some advice? Some support? If you have any questions, I'll try to answer them as best as I can. I really wish someone would reply right now. I hate this so much.