And Also You Are Nuts

I know people don't always like long narrative stories with endless descriptions. I usually turn my encounters into short stories giving lots of detail as I believe everything is connected in one way or another. I have never believed that the encounters we have with "The others" in the spirit world are just by chance. If we pursue and investigate these encounters, one may find something interesting. The doors we open could very well be good and helpful to a lost spirit or very dangerous. The choice is yours.

Sometimes, a spirit will not leave a person alone, especially if you are highly sensitive to psychic energy and ignore the encounter. As I did a few months ago. The spirit's behavior may become more and more extreme with each manifestation. I have never had an encounter with "A Evil Spirit" (not to say they don't exist), personally I have been fortunate in not meeting one. So, a person can misinterpret very easily a spirit's intentions.

One evening in April, I was alone in the house with my oldest daughter. We began watching something on TV when I had this feeling, I looked to my right down the Hallway and saw a Girl dressed in a old fashion nightgown (such as your grandmother might wear). She had her hair in a "Bun" and it was blond. I immediately turn back to the TV to resume watching my program. A few seconds later, My daughter said; " Dad! You saw that girl right?". Yes, I saw her. She said; "Then why didn't you say anything?". I chose to ignore it, as I don't have the energy or the time to pursue it.

There are two points here. One is the Girl not only appeared to both of us, but I had "A Feeling" that the Girl wanted me to look. It made a psychic connection with me. Two, it wanted me to follow her upstairs and my daughter saw her enter the bathroom (which is adjacent to the staircase). Later as we related the story to the other family members, my oldest daughter had no psychic connection (she only looked because she felt me). My daughter still says the Girl in white entered into the bathroom. I saw her foot on the staircase... which indicates to me she wanted me to follow and not my daughter.

There is always more to the story when it concerns "The Others"

Note to the reader: If SB was a ghost, this boring long-winded motherfucker would put my ass to sleep. I'd go towards the light, even if that meant sitting on a cloud and strumming a harp or some tedious shit, unless the bore had a good liquor cabinet, of course. That would change everything.