Hey Readers! I’ve been busy adding to my books, and there’s no update on the ticket situation yet, so I’ve been slacking on my posts again. I’m sorry, but I’m back now, and a ticket update is coming up very, very soon. I go in to talk to the court later this week, so keep your eyes peeled for that because it will be either one of my best days or one of my worst. We will just have to wait and see.
Now, as for today, I wanted to get you guys involved in my now current project (I just finished the roughest of drafts about my family’s World War I letters – more on that once I’m closer to publishing it), a book on spirituality and perspectives. I’m currently working on including a section that features experiences with spiritual, religious, and supernatural forms.
This includes (but is not limited to): demons, angels, deities (gods), ghosts, orbs, shadow people, reincarnation recalls, successful spells (from ANY magic-inclined system), and just about anything that you can think of that is associated with ANY religion or things that have really changed your spiritual perspective.
I’d love to read your stories, post them in the comments below and I’ll consider including them in the experiences section of the book.
In addition (who would have guessed it, lol) I will now share one of my own odd experiences here.
I was around five years old when this happened, and it’s probably the fourth scariest experience I’ve had in that house.
Strangely enough, it was early in the morning, with sunlight streaming through the upper windows into a shared bedroom that was on the second floor. The set of windows did not have any sort of roof or anything anywhere near them yet, that would come at a later time. And that’s important for reasons you’ll see in a moment.
My parents were already downstairs preparing breakfast and cleaning up whatever mess in the kitchen sink that had been left for the morning. I was alone upstairs, playing with toys and generally minding my own business. I always loved that early morning light in that room, it’s just so comforting in its own way. New day dawning and all that. Now, for whatever reason, I look toward the wall that is opposite of those windows. On the wall there is the dark shadow of a man, wearing a tall hat. Not quite Abe Lincoln hat tall or anything, but noticeable enough.
Of course, I am suddenly confused, but don’t really feel any malice or meanness about it. I’m mostly just curious and wondering why it’s there. I look out the window, and while there is a tree outside near the road, it’s not in a position to cast a shadow that exact. (It certainly never appeared again, at least not for me) I look back toward the wall, even more confused than ever, and begin to look a bit more closely.
It is still there, and as I start the closer examination, I abruptly notice that where a human’s eyes would be, there are glowing red areas.
Now, I finally feel scared, and realize that it might have an intent to harm me. So guess what… I did the silliest thing ever. I hid under my parents blanket for what seemed like forever, until my Pops had to come and rescue me.
Thankfully, that was the last of that particular thing showing up in that house. But it wasn’t the last of my odd experiences. There are tons more where that came from.
But, enough of my story – what’s yours?
Don’t be shy, I can’t wait to get to see and share your story! Til next time Readers, Goodnight! 🙂