Walking on Pins and Needles
Saturday, July 10, 2021
The findings of odd objects is a common occurrence in and around our home. During times when activity is high I often find nails all over the walkways outside. Lance is not really a builder of things, so dropping numerous nails in the dog area is not something He might do by accident. He also knows how pissed I would be if he were to make this mistake, and he doesn’t like Angry Jennifer. These are either really old antique looking nails, or shiny silver nails I don’t recognize. I feel pretty certain they were dropped by a spirit who dropped by to cause harm just for fun.
Just recently, Lance steps on a sewing needle right out of bed and then finds a rustic old square nail in the horses water trough.
I once found a large amount of sewing pins on the floor by our closet. Moving a comforter to see if I had picked them all up, I found an even larger amount inside he folded comforter. This comforter was being used as a dog bed and had no reason to have needles all in it.
Pranks of fear
When my daughter Londyn was around 12 she used to suffer from ghosty pranks in the bathtub. The bathroom is a tiny one from 1969, with old wooden vanity drawers. She would have the drawer open to hold her cellphone, and on occasion it would slam shut on her hand if she reach into it. Needless to say it was not funny nor pleasant for her. She always felt someone staring at her as she bathed which is never a good feeling. We always had a clear shower curtain to help all of us feel safer while in the bath.
Naked and Afraid
I remember clearly feeling a presence standing in my shower while I showered. I recall these times clearly, as it was after we had scheduled Amy Allen to investigate our home. It was very trying, with many angry and scared spirits showing themselves, trying to deter our decision to clear out the spirit world.
When you have a spirit in your space there is no mistaking it. I too never felt alone in the shower or bedroom. I remember feeling vulnerable and pushing through my fears knowing there was nothing I could do. It made intimate moments very difficult. No one wants an audience during sex, especially when you’re already fighting to find private moments between your kids busting in the room or banging on your door when they need something.
The time I told Lance about my feeling in the shower, I found him very distraught. He then told me an angry back man stood in his face demanding he give him his wife back and tell him where she was. Then followed that threat by telling him that he had a nice looking wife and if he didn’t return his wife that he would take me. There was no mistaking his anger and the fear he instilled in Lance. If you watched the show, you heard Amy state that she saw a lot of people walking up and down our sidewalk just outside out home. This man was just one of the many who wandered into our home, lost and confused as we were, as to why they were stuck-in our house, and not knowing how to find their way home.
No Calm Before The Storm
During the 8 years of struggling before Amy’s arrival at our home, we lived in the whirlwind of visiting spirits, some pleasant(beautiful women peeking in windows), some friendly(little Sarah, an orphan who followed Lance around and called him Daddy, and played with Heidi’s hair while she sat in bed), some relatives(my father and Lance’s),some played with toys and giggled(children), some cried tears of sadness, begging to go home(young teen boy), screams of horror(female victim of a violent ritual), some violently resentful(the jealous Etta Davis who wanted my man for herself, and the rest of us dead) and some with heavy boots stomping through our kitchen at all hours of the night. There was rarely a day without some sort of unexpected guest/intruder.
Before the Dead Files arrival we had to clear the property of all animals but the horse. We had 30 dogs. So the day before they arrived, we piled all of our tiny herd of schnauzers and two big dogs in the truck, and headed off to Grandma’s house. The storm that hit was dark and scary, just like the angry outlaw spirits who lived on our ranch. Maya and Ashby can vouch that it was bad, because they had to ride in the truck bed and they were None too happy!!! The spirit world’s fury was growing by the minute and the storm was raging.
Being that we knew our property had issues with spirits, we went out to dinner to escape the stress of it all. Your probably thinking Oh Yeah, that would give you a break. You’d be wrong! One night we decided to eat out in Kearney, at a little cafe called JJ’s. The food was great and the people were friendly. During our dinner, Lance looks down at his lap, and then shakes his head looking very angry. I asked him what was wrong. He couldn’t say in front of the kids. I could see he was extremely upset. Later he told me that he heard the voice of an angry outlaw demanding he stop Amy Allen from coming or we would be suffering some very painful consequences. This was Cole Younger, a member of the famous Younger Gang, speaking loud and clear to Lance. It was clear to us that a war was imminent. It probably didn’t help our case that we were native Texans living in The Hometown of The Outlaw Jesse James.
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