I know! What does most of this story have to do with the paranormal? Well sometimes hearing the long dragged out portions will help you understand the rest of the extraordinary incidents that have taken place in my life and the ones I have yet to tell. Please I will try to keep it interesting. I’m new to writing. Please give me a chance I will get better. I promise.
My stepdad passed away in May of 2011 the 19th into the morning of the 20th. 7 days before his birthday, 7 days for Memorial Day, and 7 days before my mother and his anniversary. Now when my family and I talked about death. My mom, dad, and aunt Alice always declared whoever goes first is to let us know that ghosts or the paranormal are legitimate. Just somehow let us know.
A Couple weeks before for my stepdad passed away he had had a dream. His father came to him and said the world was going to hell son and that’s okay because you’re not going to be here to see it. That week was our last one with him. Here on this earthly dimension.
He was running around doing summer cleaning getting the yard and garden looking nice for Memorial Day weekend to celebrate. A couple of days before he passed he asked me what are you going to do with your life? what do you want to do? I said well I used to want to be a model. Now I want to be an actor. He said, Well do it. You can do whatever you set your mind to. You’re beautiful and smart. Whatever you’re going to do figure it out. And do it. I never knew how much that conversation was going to impact me.
I was in a very long relationship for 12 years. we had one child together and he is 11 now. That time period in my life was hell. We went through some pretty hard times. now my stepdad new I didn’t want to be with the person I was with at that time. but he loved me and he was going to stay out of my business unless I asked him otherwise. He made one hell of an impact on my life, my mother’s life, and we fucking miss him dearly every day. We will for the rest of our lives. He is and was my mothers better half. I sure wish she wasn’t alone.
After Tony’s passing life became more complicated. My mother lost all her income because she owned half of a house that was given to her by her father. Since Tony passed she would now inherit his/there home. So because she owned two pieces of land they took all her income. Till she could prove she sold the house or put it up for sale. Now they took her money right after her husband died. Because she owned too many assets. Then the other owner to the home she owned wouldn’t help her to put the home up for sale. That’s all she had to do. They didn’t even need to sell it. But our shit headed cousin wouldn’t do it. My mom went 3 or more years without an income. Lost the love of her life before that.
Tony was/is always with us. He always lets us know when something was going to happen that wasn’t necessarily good. He would knock on the door, turn lights on, shut lights off. He would talk to my son who was about three years old at the time he told my son that your daddy better stops, your dad better slows down or he’s gonna get hurt. On the holidays he would definitely let us know he was with us. He loved all holidays.
Not to mention that I was still with my ex who had gotten a lot worse with the drugs, drinking and bad decisions always stealing money so we couldn’t pay our bills. One thing after another.
This one time my mom was sleeping. She was woken by the phone. But did not answer. She figured if it’s important they will call back. Next thing you know somebody’s pounding on her bedroom door and nobody was home just her then the phone rings and my brother had gotten in a car accident.
This other time my mom and I got into this big old argument screaming and yelling at each other. We were sitting on the couch. There was a TV across the room, but in front of us and also the tv was shut off. As were screaming and yelling at each other we could hear and feel this vibration and screeching. A popping noise it kinda reminds me of an AM/FM radio. The fuzziness of trying to get it on a station. The noise started from the front door to and trough the tv and it made the TV make this loud crackling noise it sounded like the TV was going to get thrown at us. We both looked at each other, shocked, in disbelief. obviously, we stopped arguing as soon as we heard the vibration come through the house. We didn’t say another word to each other tell the next day and you know we said to each other what the f*** happened last night? Tony obviously didn’t want us arguing. Still to this day. My mom and I tell this story and we are still in awe. The noise that rippled throughout the house was terrifying in a way of course.
Another time, with my boyfriend at the time. We were on our way home from the store. We get on the road we live on. The home I grew up in. My boyfriend had told me to slow down before I got to the curves. The odd thing is, he never told me to slow down any other time. What makes this day special. I thought it was wired.
I have my window cracked, I’m going slow around the corner, as I’m going slow there’s this young woman with short black hair. Beautiful lady with red lipstick, a light brown long coat, and a scarf. She says to me hi how are you today? I said good thank you, and I said it shocked because I was. I keep driving slow. My boyfriend and I look at each other and I say to him was that a ghost? What would even make me say that? He said I don’t know. We went racing around the block to see who this woman was. She was gone! There was no were to go that fast.
I’ve never seen that lady again. I grew up in that town. I know who my neighbors are. Nope never saw her? What made me say “was that a ghost?” I went right home I told my mother what happened. I explained what she looked like. She said you are describing your aunt Alice. I never saw her young. But then I thought, and remember my aunt had short black hair. When people die they choose to be the age they loved to be the most, young that is. Now that I’m older and replay my experiences, I now know that women was my aunt Alice. Just checking in saying hi.
Everyone new I didn’t want to be in a relationship with my sons father. Just because I didn’t want a partnership with him does not mean I don’t care about him and his well being,
This one day my mother, my ex, and I were sitting on the couch relaxing watching tv and playing games on our phone and Our son were in school. The three of us are sitting there and we here the top step Creek. We all looked at one another oddly wondering what the fuck was gonna happen. Next thing I know my ex is curling over going into a seizure. First one he had that we knew of. I look to my mom and I said tony was trying to tell us this was gonna happen. Then my ex who was having a grand mal seizure, having convulsions and his eyes rolling in the back of his head. He had smiled when i said Tony was trying to tell us.
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