I AM NOT ALONE, EVEN IN MY ROOM
This is my room in the care home, in which I am temporary residing.
Before you ask; yes, the care home is reputed to be haunted, and I am
not divulging the address, as I have to think of the residents.
I came here from hospital. I was impressed that I was sleeping in
a Georgian house. However, my first night was quite interesting. I was
laying in my bed. This is where I took this photo. Outside my door,
I kept hearing somebody running up and down stairs. I heard them in
the level above my bed, which I presumed was a loft conversion, as the
house is amalgamated from three houses and where my room is that
is the oldest part of the house.
I did not say anything to the staff. I thought better of it, as they may
thought that I did not just have memory loss, but was probably suffering
from hallucinations. As one of the staff was familiar to me; I thought that I
little corridor where I share with another resident. Some time later, I heard footsteps so loud that they seemed to be coming out of everywhere. Where I am only two carers are on at night. What I heard was more than two people walking and I asked if there was anybody in the loft/attic. I was told that only the maintenance man uses the loft, not the carers. I wasn't scared.
I purchased a voice recorder for a good price and it was worth the money. At first, they didn't want to speak to me.I understood that they were unsure of the voice recorder. I waited patiently and then I got a message a woman's voice said 'Friday' and the following night a male voice seemed delighted with
himself trying to frighten me, I suppose. In the finish on Friday,something
happened to one of the residents. She had not been well for sometime. The spirits were talking to me without a voice recorder. As it turned out, the woman passed away on the Friday that the spirit in the house told me about-so, I am thinking that the grounded spirits are watching over the residents here and I came along, who had an NDE crossed into the light and when I took an overdose is down to the mental breakdown; as a result of external pressures and an attack on my beliefs and harassment from the neighbours pushed me too far. I survived that too, so the spirits know my lineage and some are jealous that I have survived and have been in Heaven and Hell. So,they do not like that I have come back. There are spirits that are just needing to communicate with me with what they know. It didn't make any difference to me what they said, but to the persons it involved-it gave a warning for them to spend more time together.
My faith in the Lord Jesus and our Heavenly Father means more than anything else. I just feel down sometimes with the situation that I am in with my husband. The spirits pick up on that, as well.
I just wait to let them speak to me,when they want and how they want.
This is just food for thought, when spirit hunting. Don't be impatient,just
wait to let them contact you.
