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Date: Thu, 23 Jul 1998 04:42:22 -0700 (PDT)
To: guestbook@ghosts.org
address anonymous
story First I need to give you some background history. I can see auras. If you don't know what that is, it's the engery a body gives off. There are different colors and those colors have meaning such as a blue/green is relaxed. I started to see auras around the same time I had my experience. I was in 8th grade at church the first time I saw an aura. I can't see them as well now. It's been 6 years since I started, and my ability has faded from lack of use.
My experience happenned that same year (8th grade) in French class. My teacher was working on the overhead so she had all the lights off. I was sitting in the back of the class. French didn't excite me much, so I was not really paying attention to what she was saying. Instead I was "playing" with the light around her. This is rather hard to explain. Her body was reflexing the light from the overhead. ( I think I could see this because I can see auras.) Anyway, I would stare at the light around her and move it to the dark beside her. Kind of like when you stare at a bright light for a while and when you look away, you still see the light. Well I could see the outline of her body and then it would just fade away. I would then look back at my teacher and do it all over again. The point being I was technically staring at "nothing" for a while. It was after doing this a couple of times that I knowticed something else. It was a thin, blue outline of a person stan! ! ding opposite my teacher watching what she was writing on the overhead. I was looking at it's side profile and I could see a perfect outline of a nose, mouth, etc. I could only see it from the waist up because the desks were blocking the rest of my view. I froze when I knowticed this thing. I couldn't stop staring. I though I must be seeing things, when it turned towards me and started to approach me. It didn't walk but came towards me in a flashing motion, like a strobe light was on. I freaked! All my muscles tenced and I wanted to bolt, but was was too frozen. Thats when IT stoped approaching and just laughed at me. This is when it starts to get really wierd. The laughter was inside my head, and I know it was not mine. It was cold and evil and I was about to start crying. The rest of the class IT just watched my teacher and was smiling over my fear. Once class was over I bolted from the room and told a friend what happenned. Nothing else happenned for the rest! ! of the day. When I got home, I told my mom what happenned and said I was scared of going back to french class. She said if it happens again, I was to say a prayer and ask for God to protect me. The next day I went back to school. French was my third period class and Math was my first. Sitting in math I was misserable. I couldn't stop thinking about what had happenned and I was scared. It was then that I hear the laughter again. My body tenced again just like last time. That just made IT laugh even more. I asked it (inside my head) "what do you want?". IT told me ( this is all inside my head still) "to torture you." I know I sound crazy talking with myself, but it was definitely not my voice I heard. It was deep, and cold, and very evil. I then said "F**k you!" You have to give me a break. I was only 14 and not very mature yet. Right after I told IT off I got sick, very sick, to my stomach. I then appoligized and took back my comment. The stomach pains went! ! right away and IT started to laugh hard. IT was feeding off my fear and seemed to be gaining strengh from it. As soon as math was over and I had to go to my 2nd period class, I found my friend who I had talked to yesterday and told him I did not want to go to french class. He said he'd go to the counciling center with me. Second period went by fine. When french time came, I had to go ask my teacher if it was ok for me to go to the counciling center. Well as soon as I walked into the class room, it felt like walking in to a cloud of evil. All I wanted to do was get out of there. I started to cry while asking my teacher to leave and the laughter started again. This time it was echoing in my head. My poor teacher was trying to write out my slip as fast a possible so I could leave. I went to the counciling center with my friend, and the two of us sat alone in a small computer room. We just sat there, there was nothing else to do. I could feel IT in the room somewere ! ! with me, enjoying my pain. Without really thinking about it I though, "oh God help me". Right at the instant I heard a scream and I could feel that something else was there. I turned to my friend and told him, then a teacher came in and said we had to go back to class. I didn't know what was happening, but by the time I had walked across the commons to my french class, I was in a box. Thats the only way I can explain it. I felt like I was in a box and IT was scratching from the outside to get in. While inside my box was a feeling of safety, good and peace. I heard a voice that told me over and over, you're safe now. Nothings going to get you. I couldn't stop smiling I felt so good. As the day went on, my box got bigger. It grew to the size of the school and then so big I couldn't even feel its bounderies, but I knew I was till inside. I talked with this spirt for two days. It told me I would always be safe and it was a messanger from God. I believe it was my gau! ! rdian angle. I know this story sounds crazy and I've tried my best to believe I had an active imagination, but it was too real to not be true.