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WitchDust
Gender: Female 50 Years Old United States, Tennessee, Savannah OFFLINE
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Member since:
08/27/2008
Profile last updated:
08/27/2008
Current Status:	Offline
Total Photos:	1
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Zodiac Sign:	Aries
Interests I'd like to share with others:	Art
My Favorite Paranormal Topics:	Ghost / Hauntings
My Favorite Paranormal Hot Spots:	Great Grandparents Home I own & live in now.
Top books:	The Mirror
I found out about Paralore.com from:	Jo-Ann from StumbleUpon

Overview

     As a small child growing up in the South it's not about whether or not you believe in ghosts. Rather it's how many ghosts have you seen in your lifetime? As for myself more than I care to share at times. Some things you just keep to yourself or discuss among family members or close friends who understand the nature of the afterlife.
     While shuffling between parents at the age of about 3 or 4 I recall my first heart pounding meeting with two Spirits. Thankfully they were kind to myself and my hateful brat of a cousin who I was stuck napping with that day. As we peeked over the back of the sofa in the old part of Nana's house there was a small closet like space behind us that had flowered curtains drawn over it. It was while looking at that spot we became aware of the Spirits who had been whispering our names and trying to get our attention.
     After that day my world was never the same. I was terrified to go to visit Uncle Junior & Aunt Dot and old Nana, whoever she was. All I know is she lived with them in a gigantic old house on a hill. The strangest thing is that her part of the house was the "old creepy" part in the back. It was a complete house all it's own, yet attached to the new house by a long narrow and very dark and creepy hallway. The front of the house that faced the street was all new, modern and the facade of it was covered in beautiful giant river rocks and a wall of the same stones all around it.
     While I don't want to go into what we saw I will say we saw them often after that and to this day I am still terrified of that house. I've only been back to it once as an adult. The first thing I asked about was "that room in the back". Of course Nana took me right to it, but I stopped in the doorway and started shaking with fear. I finally admitted to the family what I and my cousin, who was still a stuck up major Bitch I might add, had seen as children. Nana took me to the "covered room" and told me the story about it. I wish I'd never asked. I wish I could go back and not know any of it now.
     Since then I've seen many things. From loved ones who have passed over to things I cannot begin to describe or understand. The loved ones comfort me and bring me a Peace I never knew existed at times when I want to give in to the pain this World brings. They make me feel safe and loved and give me hope that all will one day be okay and I'll be with them on the other side. I think it's those moments I live for now, for without them I might have long ago left this World that seems to now only bring me suffering in both the physical and mental realm. I look forward to joining those who went before me so that I too may know what lies out there in the beyond. I can't wait to clear these cobwebs from my mind and seek the peacefullness I know awaits me.
     I know without a doubt there is something more in another world waiting and I am waiting for it too....
     I'll be seeing you there one day. May this world and the one beyond be gentle for you, filled with Blessings and full of Joy.
     WitchDust