Personal Experience: Have you ever had this happen? 👻
WHAT ARE WE DISCOVERING THIS MONTH?
I did a thing for you.
Ghosts shouldn’t do this.
The other week, I re-released INFLUENCE OF LOVE, a sweet romance fantasy short story. I decided to add some chapters to it and rewrote a couple. If you’ve already gotten the book, you can get an updated version with the new chapters. If it’s a new to you book, then great news, it’s currently FREE on AMAZON and OTHER RETAILERS so you can read it now.
I’m also re-releasing BALANCE OF LOVE and REVELATION OF LOVE. And I’m working on TWO new stories in the series. I’m excited.
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GHOSTS MAKE HORRID ALARM CLOCKS. HERE’S YOUR PROOF.
I lived in a house that was over 100 years old. It creaked. It groaned. It had stories to tell. Despite this, I never heard any ghost stories about it. Nothing odd happened. Things didn’t move. The scariest thing was walking through the house in the dark after staying up until 2 am reading about serial killers. I am good at scaring myself!
But there is one incident that is not only terrifying but unexplained.
One morning I woke up and saw a man staring at me. There was no body. Only a face floating at eye level.
I did the only reasonable thing a sane person would do:
I pulled the covers over my head. (I was a teenager, not a child when this happened.)
My heart pounded. I barely dared to breathe. Was he still there? Was I safe? It never occurred to me that the thin quilt my grandmother had made would not protect me from a stranger in my room. Eventually, I plucked up my courage and looked.
Nothing was there. Whoever—whatever—had vanished.
To this day, I have no idea what that incident was. It never happened again (THANK GOD!) I’ve never seen a face that made me say, “That’s the dude!” I can’t even say it was a ghost. Maybe it was a time slip. A peek into another dimension. Maybe it was a dream bleeding into reality. I can’t say.
HAVE YOU EVER SEEN SOMETHING YOU CAN’T EXPLAIN?
I hope you enjoyed my personal experience that may be a ghost or just my mind messing with me. It’s hard to tell sometimes.
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Until next time, stay spooked!
Maybe that quilt offered all the protection of her love, like Harry Potter's mother's love did for him. I sometimes think it's the small, simple things that protect us.