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Date: Fri, 19 Sep 1997 15:10:33 -0500
To: ghost-discuss@aurora.cdb.com
From: Sarah Peterson (samityna@mail.mctcnet.net)
Subject: OK.. here's Chapter Two
Ok.. I have myself all settled down in front of my computer and have my son watching cartoons on the television so I think I have a little while before I have to go clean house and start getting dinner ready. I seem to have gotten a positive response to the first part of my story, now I will get into the stranger and scarier part..........
Alrighty then.. where did I leave off?? Ouija Board and my soon-to-be room mate and her friends that were into hypnotism right?? *thinking back* It is now starting to warm up into spring of 1991 and I had had a tough first year of college. I loved it, but I had had a lot of things happen to me. This was about the time that I hooked up with Robyn. We had a class together and she lived in the same dorm as I did and we got to be really good friends. She was really a flirt and knew a lot of guys, so I figured she was a beneficial person to be around since I was single at the time. Besides that, she really was a lot of fun and we got along really well. That spring was fun and scarey, we played with the Ouija more and she met these two guys (I can't remember their names) and they were really interested in hypnotism. Robyn and I thought, what the heck.. we'd try anything and let them hypnotize us. That spring was pretty calm, nothing to strange (other then our behavior!) seemed to happen. They had us do some silly things. It wasn't until the next fall and winter that things *really* started to get out of control. The next year, I my first "real" boyfriend. He had me sunk for him, but (as I was later to find out) he was really bad news and got me into the paranormal even more. We would Ouija together and got some really strange spirits on the board. We got to the point that he was letting himself become "possessed" by lots and lots of different spirits and so was I. I remember having conversations with 3-4 different entities that were fighting for control over me. Scarey stuff. At htis time though, I was letting them, and not fighting it too much. Brian was worse.. he lied to everyone around him and eventually, flunked out of school and ended up moving home spring quarter. Umm.. I'll get more into him later.. he's a story in himself! I was going to get into the hypnotism bit.. (sorry if I'm getting everything mixed up, but it happened such a long time ago that I am having problems remembering the sequence of how things happened) That spring, without Brian (the boyfriend) around, Robyn and I had a good time.. we drank a lot and played around with the supernatural and hypnotism. The scariest thing that happened to me under hypnosis is seeing a horrible demon flying towards my face. I was the only one that could actually see it, but other people felt the disturbance in the room and say they saw candle flames bend in the draft that the thing produced. I got to know this demon that I refered to simply as "IT" very well. At first it was my best friend until stranger things started happening that really started to scare me and started to make me second guess my involvement in the supernatural. It was at this point that I started refusing hypnotism and having anything take over my body. This really seemed to piss IT off and he started beating me. I remember being choked, slapped, hit and scratched by this thing and then having the bruises and scratch marks all over my body to prove it. Robyn enlisted the help of a friend that was in one of our classes that was Wiccan and had said that he had experience with these sort of things. He was more able to handle this demon than I was. I was just bewildered and had no idea what was going on. I was scared all the time and it got to the point that I couldn't even hide what was happening to me anymore. I would be walking down the street muttering and people that didn't believe me thought I was literally going crazy. I felt like I was. Jay (our Wiccan friend) showed me how to channel myself and protect myself against IT. He really did help me out a lot and eventually I learned how to keep myself under control and and build psychic protection against IT. Jay and I became pretty good friends. He said he knew I was in trouble the first time he ever saw me because I was so open to anything. It was like a glow attracting anything and everything that happened to pass by. He taught me how to control that and lock it if need be. I began to see into my past lives. (You know, my husband knows about much of this, but I have *never* written or told anybody everything so this is kind of hard for me.. I know how unbelieveable it sounds.. if it hadn't happened to me I think I would've been very skeptical) I remember having dreams of being burned and fire so I started digging into my family history. I found out some very interesting tidbits into my ancestory. Remember the Salem Witch Hunts and Trials?? I have an ancestor that was burned at the stake after being accused of witchery. I think her name was Anne Greene if you want to check into it. Interesting, huh?? I started piecing it together bit by bit. And started putting things together. Apperantly, she must have had the same psychic abilities that have been passed down in the generations.. an ability that I have seemed to inherit. A lot of the women on my mother's side have reported to have seen ghosts and "feelings". I guess I just got most of it. It's kind of an eccentric family =).
Ok.. sorry about that, I got off of the subject again. That summer was wierd. I had things following me around a lot of the time and communicating with me. I was never alone. IT was always there, waiting, lurking.. for it's chance when I would let my guard down. I remember waking up one night scared. I was a camp counselor doing day camp so there were no kids around. I was laying on my cot with a horrible sense of forboding. All of a sudden I remember feeling my face get slapped and a huge pressure being put on my chest. I was suffacating. It was horrid. I remember just starting to call out for help, psychically (I didn't want to wake anyone up and feel stupid) and all of a sudden the weight on my chest was lifted and I could breathe again. That's the only time I remember something like that happen to me, but I could always feel IT watching me and waiting....
Another time I remember touring this school (it was a converted estate) that another counselor had gone to. We had gotten to be pretty good friends and knew some of the things that were going on with me. She said this school was haunted and I wanted to go see it. I think it was her way to validate everything I was telling her. Anyway, we went and as soon as I walked into the house I *knew* things about it. I started telling Mo (my friend) the history of the school and what each room used to be and what it looked like before it was converted. This convinced her because she hadn't told me anything at all about it, just that it was supposedly haunted and that it used to be someone's house. I remember going into the basement and having to leave again. There was such sadness there...
hrmm.. I gotta get going.. there is more to tell, but right now I just don't have the time. I have to get on with life.. my living room needs to be cleaned and dinner needs to be cooked =) oops.. and my son just fell asleep on the couch =).
Maybe I'll get a chance to write the rest this weekend, otherwise, you'll all have to wait until next week. I promise I will write the ending by next week sometime.
TTFN!
Sarah