Okay -- so I can't believe I left out the scariest part of the visitation....
but I did...
shit.
I am usually a much better storyteller....I apologize.
Okay, so rewind to the part where
I WOKE THE FUCK UP.
(part 1 and part 2)
After laying in bed and allowing the heartrate to return to normal, I was finally able to fall asleep. Suddenly, I'm aware of a crushing weight on my back. Something is pinning me down to the bed.
I try to roll over.
I can't.
I try to speak.
I can't.
I try to sit up and scream.
I can't.
"Oh," I think, "this must be another dream! I'll just shift out of it, or wake up."
But I can't.
Because it is not a dream. I am awake, and being held down by something.
"PleaseGodPleaseGodPleaseGodPlea," I silently pleaded.
After about 20 seconds, the weight was lifted, and I could speak. and roll over. and sit. and scream.
all of which I did as I ran out of the bedroom and to the couch.
And Now.....
(as Paul Harvey would say)
you know......the REST of the story.....
4 comments:
not that i was in doubt but yeah...time for the priest.
Ummm.....okay, thats freaky.
My place is ghost free!
lime - yup. alls well now.
flash - hmmm....over thirty and ghost-free! sounding better and better each day...
hey there, sent you an email about it.
glad things have subsided, am praying for you.
you know that old 'mob,' saying '..lie down with dogs, wake up with fleas...'
same applies to folks very heavy into alt. spirituality and spiritism.
-remember who your God is, (and who holds you,)
-remember what their god is, (and what holds them.)
(not the most politically correct, (nor) socially hip statement to make, here in the 'no, ---but this whole '...yeah man, peace, spirituality, and flow...' blend-o-religion thing in the area is a crock, --and some of this stuff has teeth.
Again, remember who holds you.
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