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Saku sees dead people. But not all the time... XD |
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Is it wrong that I'm kind of excited about this? Maybe it's because the experience wasn't a bad one, just really ******** random for me because, as stated in the subject line, THIS ISN'T A NORMAL OCCURENCE FOR ME!!!
I am the complete OPPOSITE of a psychic and actually manage to drain a sensitive's powers for some reason as long as we're one on one or they're not that powerful.
Either way, I dampen your s**t. O.o;
("Uhhhh, Saku? How would you KNOW that....? >_>;"
"It's a funny thing, actually. =3" )
Time to blow the lid open on this one:
The area I live in, BEAUTIFUL as it is, is EXTREMELY haunted. Like holy ******** crap, HAAUUUUNTEEED! XD
In my five years living here, I did not ONCE have an experience like the one I had the morning after Halloween at five in the morning. (It was more like five thirty, but still.)
Fact two: IN ADDITION to the high level of paranormal activity that is a REGULAR OCCURENCE where I live...
There is also a large concentration of born psychics.
No, I'm not saying there are stands everywhere of people offering to read your palm for monies.
Bonafide sensitives, many of whom try to hide what they're seeing...
and who wind up blowing THAT cover up completely when they see something my super psychic friends know is there and it freaks said strangers out so much that they run in the opposite direction.
But we're not talking about that last bit beyond that.
As told to a friend because I now have only fifteen minutes until I MUST get to sleep before I wake up at three am and repeat the hospital visiting process...
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Me: "FINALLY!" right? XD
Hee, I could do that. XD
... Star, I honestly hate to get off topic but... I want to ask something that might come off as ... well... 'off.'
Star: i would have the master bedroom tho
Me: ._.;
Star: ok
Me: (You would. XD I like smaller spaces anyway, but a north facing bedroom would appeal to me. )
You're sensitive, right?
Star: no
Me: I remember you telling me you had some psychic ability, unless I'm remembering incorrectly?
Star: oh tht yes a little
Me: ...
Have you ever...
Have you ever seen a vivid apparition.
Star: kind of like a shadow yes
but it went away
Me: ...
A few nights ago... I think... no, it was very early morning after Halloween...
Star: i did a tarott reading and for some reason i was thinking of mike and
Me: I went to pick up some friends to try to get one to the hospital in Oakland for a free check up. (That didn't go through-specific information wasn't given, we weren't there early enough, since six is very much not early enough, but...)
Star: i got the fool card the justice card and the death card
Me: ... Oh damn. O.o What do those three mean in that combination?
Star: bad
i think it was cause i was so mad at him and well if u do a reading and sometimes if u will it enough sometimes u can give power to the cards
Me: It was like five in the morning when I got my happy meal butt to their place, and where they live... Hayward in general is a hot spot of activity. It's also a hot bed for psychics and mediums. I have no idea why, but there's a HUGE concentration of super sensitive people here.
Oh dear... what do you think the cards were foretelling?
In any case, the two friends I was picking up? Both powerful mediums. The area they live in? INCREDIBLY haunted. I hadn't had any particularly notable experiences prior because I'm generally the opposite of a psychic-I tend to suck it out of people if their ability isn't that strong to begin with, or dampen it significantly if they're relatively strong.
Star: well it was the day tht i saw him and he pretended he wasnt him and i was just so mad i was meaning to do a reading for myself but i couldnt help think of him and i got those cards
Me: They hadn't gotten out to the car yet, so I laid the car seat down with my radio on and my engine off. My brother left his guitar in the car, and Steady As She Goes by the Raconteurs came on the radio, so I tried to play the bass beat on the guitar. I was jamming along trying to figure it out as I went...
Star: wow sounds spoky
Me: And then this old lady came up to my window... She looked like she should be in her forties or fifties, but her face was extremely lined, like she was in her seventies or sixties.
I remember blue eyes...
and in the street lamp, her hair could have been brown or red, but it was a lighter color-whatever it was-and looked orange and brown in the light.
Star: hmmm thts scarry
Me: She had her hand up like she was tapping the glass, and she was looking down at me with a strange expression... something like horror and severe confusion at my being there. XD
Then she walked away, past my car.
I pulled the seat up to look for her. I thought it was strange even for an older person to be up that early for a morning walk...
But, you guessed it: she wasn't there.
I thought, "There is no way that little old lady moved fast enough and that quietly for me to not be able to see her unless...."
Star: u want to hear something creepy
Me: Oh yeah. I was not at all closed to the possibility of what I might have just experienced. XD
Sure. =3 (I'mma keep telling my story, but you tell yours. I know you'll read mine, as I'll be reading yours. >3< wink
I looked in the rear view mirror, and saw something coming up the way... kind of looked like floating wife beaters on invisible bodies, I'm not shitting you, I kind of wish I was because that sounds absolutely hilarious...
But I saw shirts walking up, and no bodies...
Like, the way the shirts moved,t here should have been a male human body underneath, but nope. Black.
And the silliest thing about it?
The closer they came to my car from where they were-the closer they came to the light?
They just ******** disappeared.
Hella tripped me out. Trips me out even now, but in that I'm amused by it....
I had a feeling that the lady I saw who seemed extremely confused that I was there was... not supposed to be there, if you will.
When my friend Simone came to the car (One of the two powerful mediums)
I asked her if she knew of any deceased older women.
She knew plenty, and just recently a neighbor had passed away.
When I gave her the description of who I saw, she said, "Yup, that was Mrs. Babester. We called her Babe." (This is what the name sounded like. Pretty sure the nickname was "Babe" though... )
I wanted to be sure, in case I was really just being stupid, and gave her the description I gave you. Only way I could be more certain is if I saw a picture of her. @_@;
But it sounded like it was the same person. @__@;
 Sakura Moonflower · Wed Nov 03, 2010 @ 07:51am · 0 Comments |
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