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A couple of readers responded and it seemed to be well received, but they really didn't say much in what it could be. I would greatly appreciate your critiques and input.
(Update: 12-19-2003 @ 2:47 p.m.
Once again, one of P-O-Y's archived topics coincided with mine--Do you believe in ghosts, spirits or angels? Why or why not? Or what about psychics and mediums and their capabilities to communicate with the dead? Share your experiences. I do believe in life after death and in the spiritual realm. Several entries relating to experiences and attesting to this belief are sprinkled throughout this journal, but the essay you are about to read highlights what happenened most.)
So, here it is for your reading pleasure, based on true events--An Unseen Visitor:
Something skitters past your peripheral vision.
What was that?
You look, but there's nothing there.
Could it have been your imagination...or something more? Something...only the open mind can see? Possibilities of what it might be occupy your mind as you give the room one last sweep, searching even the slight shadows created by the phosphorescent lights overhead. Nothing. You're alone. You dismiss the notion of seeing something and soon forget about it. Until the next time.
There's nothing but empty space. No one lurks in your doorway. Yet, your feeling remains.
You stare at the spot where you first thought you sensed a presence. Though your eyes tell you otherwise, you're not quite sure you're alone anymore. But how could that be? Nothing is there! Or is something..someone...there after all, unseen? The air is thick with speculation and some undefinable element. Your thoughts, scattered from their previous enjoyment, now race and your body tenses.
Don't be stupid, you tell yourself. It's just your overactive imagination at work. You want to believe something or someone is there. Just so you can experience an other worldly event.
But try as you might, you can't totally dismiss the feeling of being watched. As you wait with bated breath for some unknown thing to happen, you become aware of no malevolence in the air. Only...a curiosity and mischievousness. A visiting spirit perhaps? But who? Once again your mind races, looking for answers. A past owner of the house? A dead relative you were close to? Or a passing spirit? Or is it really just your imagination after all? The guesses could go on.
As you ponder who your unseen guest might be, you sense them coming towards you in a rush. Gasping in surprise, you recoil expecting to feel something at contact. When nothing happens you open your hastily shut eyes and look about. Except for you the room is empty. Your earlier feeling is gone. Releasing a pent up breath you slowly relax. Whoever it was disappeared when they came upon you. For several moments you just sit, thinking and taking it in. You're reminded of another earlier incident months before, when you thought you saw something but was unsure.
Questions bloom in your fertile imagination. Was that really real then too? Surely I couldn't have imagined two similiar incidents? Am I going nuts, or can I sometimes feel what's on a higher plane? The possibility that you can excites you and brings a smile to your face, yet at the same time fills you with an eerieness.
There are many inexplicable things in our universe. The Loch Ness Monster. Leprechauns and fairies. Ghosts. We hardly see them for cynical minds and lost innocence. But if you're lucky, or of an open mind you just might sense or get a glimpse of another world...
You hear something on the wind. Was that...laughter?
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