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#46 pARANOrMAL -DEJA VU
#46 pARANOrMAL -DEJA VU My Da was a firm believer in the paranormal. As his bairn we sat at his knee, or cozied in his lap, listening to the stories of his childhood, the mysteries of the man in the rocking chair, the old woman in the window, the blanket that moved with nary a soul to pull it down. we watched Twilight Zone, not as a show but as a warning, a set of clues. My favorite books early on were Syfy and Fantasy but of course mama kept me grounded with the classics yet how I loved to soar beyond this small world. I was nearly five, just waking from sleep on our annual early morning to miss the traffic trip to Maine and was gazing blearily out the window. I resented this early rising but knew my Auntie would be serving us pancakes halfway there, so hoped I hadn’t woken too early. As we swept along an old road, Da never took highways, we passed a field with cows, a farmhouse and then there it was. A straight little brick house, all alone with green shutters. I screamed out stop. My Da reacted like I’d pulled string in him. He jammed the brakes and mama squealed as the car swerved off the road. I jumped out. I stood staring at this nothing little house, my heart pounding. It couldn’t be much later than 7 AM. Everything quiet. And from around back an old woman in overalls cam walking out. She raised a hand up. I wasn’t sure if she was saying hello or telling us to stay back, my Da beside me now. “What, mib, what.” “It’s mine” “This place?” I nodded “How?” “Mine,” I repeated. The woman approached placing a hand over her heart. She called out, “Jane?” My Da, grabbed me up and rushed me back into the car. As we sped off, I looked back at the house. I knew the house, I could see all the rooms inside and which one was mine. Mama asked me what the hell I thought I was doing? I said, “my house. “ Da said, “Peg, the woman knew her.” Mama said, “don’t be foolish.” We had blueberry pancakes at Auntie’s house and I ate 4. Da went with Uncle Walter out to the barn. By the time we made it to the camp, my sister was already grumpy, so I went down to the dock and sat tossing rocks by myself, waiting for someone to finish so I could touch the water with my body. I thought I was older in that house of mine. Probably old enough to go in the water all on my own. You cannot conceive the many without the one. |
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I think that was my first time. of course it may not have been but it's the first time I remember clearly You cannot conceive the many without the one.
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Oh THAT feeling. And the clarity of the memory and the smell (Virtual Symposium Group) use Virtual Symposium Group
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WOWZA. Have you had any other paranormal experiences? Check out my profile or and become a "watcher" of my blog FMAOPLS,to learn more about me, and for intelligent, lively, smartassy and fun discussion, with a little irreverence thrown in. "Like" or comment on my photos, and I promise I'll add more. Thanks.
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Awesome tale WE, or may I call you Jane? Please visit my Blog "Older but no Wiser"
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Wonderful stuff as ever McWickster!!
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What a great story my friend and It's a wonderful contribution to the Paranormal Symposium..I hope you have a great start to your week..
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Great story!!! Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety. Other women cloy The appetites they feed, but she makes hungry Where most she satisfies. For vilest things Become themselves in her, that the holy priests Bless her when she is riggish. ~~ from Antony & Cleopatra
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And you being you, I'm never quite sure what is fact and what is fiction. By the way, did you get my text message? Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety. Other women cloy The appetites they feed, but she makes hungry Where most she satisfies. For vilest things Become themselves in her, that the holy priests Bless her when she is riggish. ~~ from Antony & Cleopatra
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Love your spooky stories! You are definitely more in touch with the other dimension than some of us.
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I have had some deja vu experiences, but never anything as strong as this, and I don't recall anything so young. I do love your stories, I always feel like I am right there. "Sometimes the most productive thing you can do is relax." – Mark Black
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Hmmm... Spooky... Children see things that adults just can't see... ... is there another way to look at it Going Too Fucking Far NEW Blog Features RevealeD O O A Foolproof Method Posted Over on that NEW site O O
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Great story I enjoyed reading it ty hugs V Become a blog watcher sweet_vm
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That is an eery story. Such things never happen to me, but my wife has better sight. It's happened to her quite a lot. That hose looks a LOT like my old house in the vineyards. Become a member now and get a free tote bag.
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10/8/2018 3:25 am |
great contribution. I've had déjà vu about places and events that I have experienced before maybe in a dream or a past life
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11/26/2018 7:58 pm |
You are a fabulous writer.
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