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Being looked after by
the boy next door |
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My kids were sitting at the table one day and I asked them what they were doing. They made their own ouija board from paper and were playing with it. Instead of flying off the handle and telling them they shouldn't, I watched them for a while. Before I knew what was happening all the questions they were asking sent their pen crazy. I finally asked them who taught them this and my daughter replied that she had done it in school and nothing had ever happened. It surprised us all. The spirit, or what ever was causing this to happen, started drawing pictures like a little boy. I watched as the spirit drew pictures of each of the kids and put their names on the pictures. We asked the spirit his name and it turned out to be that of a next door neighbour’s son who had been killed tragically. When I showed the pictures to his mother she almost past out. She said that those pictures looked like the pictures her son drew when he was a little boy. They were unique. Later on his mother and I did another ouija board and he said that felt that he needed to know the truth about his death. He also said that there were six spirits in my house that needed "cleansing". His mother did an old wives’ tale cleansing but I don’t think that it worked because we then started having all kinds of weird happenings. Drawing on the walls and that sort of thing. I felt after the cleansing that my own aura was being trapped with the boy’s spirit. Even though I was not afraid I just wanted it all to end. Once I even saw him physically for a few seconds. With my constant praying for it to end and the spirit’s finding out about his death, I believe that he eventually found his way to some sort of peace. Now I only see strange happenings when things get really tough. For example, one day my daughter ran off with this boy and we looked all over for her. One night while this was going on, my bed-side lamp switched on, which was one of the spirit’s signs. Once on and off meant that things were OK. Twice meant be careful and three times meant danger. I'm not much of a writer but this is but a little of the things that happened during the year (almost) that we were in contact with the spirit. I always felt that in our lives there was someone or something watching over us to protect us. Maybe that had to do with the religious element that I grew up with. But I believe that when this spirit found the truth and felt that I and his mother were doing well, he moved on. skeptika's note: In this experience the helpful spirit moved on when he(?) felt that he was no longer required. If you check CRM's experience you will note that she would like set her friend to rest. Does anyone know how to do that in a nice way (that is without casting him out or forcing him to go)? |
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