There's a lot of
the "new" technology that's over my head. Thankfully, my good friend
Angela is patient with me. However, I'm doing this on my own, since SRT is
going ahead with a book we have planned about ghosts in Mineola, Texas, and we want
photos in it. So I need to do my part and learn, although as a group, we have
some awesome tech abilities. They're almost on par with the sixth sense
abilities we share.
Speaking of
which, Angela and I had an intense experience here in my house a couple weeks
ago. While we waited for the rest of our critique group to arrive, we nearly
froze to death in my dining room. Of course, we'd both been aware of the ghosts
clustering around, but we were busy chatting. Perhaps they grew impatient with us ignoring them. The cold descended on me
without much more than a second's warning. I glanced at her, and as sometimes
happens, we didn't need to communicate with words. I read on her face, and she
on mine, that we were both feeling it: icy, deep cold.
We shivered and
I said, "Hey, that's enough of that! Back off or I'll run your butts out
of here and not allow you back!" They obeyed, thankfully, but after at
least another five seconds of cold. They backed off just as I was getting ready
to retrieve my protection satchel and take care of their disruptiveness. I'd
rather allow the ones who have their own reasons for not crossing over to hang
around here rather than wander lost and lonely; however, I don't tolerate
disobedience. I can only imagine how unsettled my house would be if I let them do what they wanted.
Back to Hell
House … or the tale of it, since I am staying far away from that nasty place.
If you've read the story in Ghost Hunting
Diary Volume V, you'll recognize these photos.
Please remember
that these are old photos and were taken by ancient, cheap .35mm cameras. Therefore,
they don't scan very well. Angela gave up on getting one of them in good enough
shape for the cover. You'll just have to put up with the best I can make them.
The first is a
photo of the house that night, with Cody at the door:
This is a
picture of Cody being slammed against the wall and trapped by that nasty
entity:
This shows
Cody's mother, Sammi (Aunt Belle's daughter) trying to rescue him but being held
back by an invisible barrier. Cody is now plastered against the wall, and it's moving him upward, bending back his
legs:
This is a
picture of their friend carrying Cody out of the house after the
friend was able to break through the barrier. That's Cody's sister Tara behind them.
Another picture
of them carrying Cody, this one with the friend and Sammi:
One more picture
of Cody being carried:
This is inside
the car as they were escaping, the entity right outside the window on Cody's
side of the car. That's Tara and Aunt Belle's other daughter, Shari, with him:
There is danger
out there. Don't be foolish and confront it.
Boo!
T. M.
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