The 56th Mile of Life

Dear Wondering Readers,

It seems that I have made an impression! Another topic came in just early this morning, one that even I am interested to see how this goes down. My pen has obviously become my new obsession and the stories have made their direction. So how as a writer can I peak your interest? Maybe a journey with me into the unknown. So, for this one we are going to take a detour through the forbidden forest. Yes, that’s right dear reader, I am going to talk about a personal paranormal story!

It all started when I was 17 years old, and I walked into a house that I knew nothing about. My friend, at the time, lived in a two-story home. Her bedroom was in the basement. It was beautiful and just looked like an ordinary house. Held in a suburb community. When you walk through the front door you are greeted by a living room, family pictures on the wall, neat and tidy, and you can tell a lot of love had been poured into it. But my friend we will call her, Rose, was very tense the moment we stepped through the door. She hurriedly grabbed a drink from the fridge and motioned us down stairs. I had originally come to the house to study and go over work for school.

But for some reason I just felt uneasy. Like something was watching me but I could not exactly figure out where it was coming from. So, like a natural born idiot I ignored my intuition. As we got comfortable my friend sat in a chair and I sat on her bed we had gotten our binders out and proceeded to look through the assignment. Rose, then asked me “Are you, okay?” I shook my head but still that feeling was there. Now keep in mind, Rose and I were the only people in the home, both her mother and father had not gotten off work yet and her brother was at an athletic practice.

All of a sudden out of nowhere we hear footsteps coming from the first level. I immediately stop what I am doing look at Rose and whisper to her “I thought no one was home?” She gave me this deer and headlights look and proceeded “56, I need to tell you something”. Both of us just continued to look at each other’s face as the steps got louder and closer to the basement door. Finally, I had had enough, I walked over to the stairs and looked up them to the basement door. I stood there and waited for an intruder to come through and kill us. But all I heard was a faint growl.

At this point I turn and look at Roses face. Immediately she looked pale as a ghost. I walk back to Rose, bring her in the room and shut her door and lock it. She sits back in the chair, and I sit back on the bed, and I just wait. I look at her and immediately figure I should ask “Rose is your house haunted?” she proceeds to shake her head. It is dead silent, and you can feel a chill. The silence and feeling were unlike anything I could imagine. Rose finally got the explanation out “When we first moved in to the house, we found remnants of a pentagram on the floors in the basement” the very basement our dumb butts were sitting in. “I’ve also used a Ouija board a time or two” she ended with looking at me with dread in her eyes. Next, we heard whispering from what seemed like the corner of her room.

Rose and I just sat there terrified to move or do anything. When the next thing we hear is silence then a distinct “Get out.” It did not take me any time, I threw all my crap into my backpack Rose packed all of hers and both of us stormed up the stairs and back out the front door and out of the house. At that moment I had my first paranormal experience, but I never thought it would lead me on a journey to figure out the unknown.

I have been asked by many people in my life why I do paranormal investigations? Because most of the time the people that reach out to me are suffering. In a way it was one of the skills God gave me to help other people. I have never went into a place lightly, I always treat it with the respect and attention it deserves. It is an extremely dangerous job, especially if you are not mentally equipped for it. Now over the years I have come into contact with apparitions that are just residual, maybe they suffered a traumatic experience. In other times I have been met with intelligent apparitions or demonic presence. The one most common I have seen is Shadow people often times they reside in home where a person can be preyed upon, they feed off negative emotions and negative events. They are sneaky boogers, one minute you think you have seen something but when you look again, they are gone. Unless you are one of the lucky ones that actually catch them on camera.

Yes, dear skeptic, there are things in this world that can not be explained. But I am not going to try and convince you, that is between you and your belief. But out of everything I have learned from my investigations I know that God and the spirit of God are always with me, every case has made me more absolute in my spirituality. I have met many different spirits over the years, some are just passing through. On this side, we have a lifetime, but I think on the other side they only get moments. Often times people will talk about how a lost loved one will visit them in their dream. That is just them making sure you are okay. So, tonight remember the people who have passed, say a prayer for them, remember the good not the bad. If you ever need help with paranormal or just to make sure your not going crazy contact your local paranormal team! There is no shame in asking for help with something that can not be explained, the people in this field live for it! Simply because, at the end of the day we know not only are we learning about the things that creep in the night but also how to defend against them!

More posts to come leave a like or send me an email if you really enjoyed this. Thanks for tuning in!

Always,

-56