I felt the cute furry rat bump into my leg and go up it a little, then back off into the bed.
I moved my hand to go stroke her, thinking she had got out and climbed into the bed. Then I remembered I had just put her back into her cage and could hear her munching food.
Then the bed moved as the unknown thing scratched itselfs.
After a minute it stopped.
A blog about ghosts, spirits, demons and all in between. I do not call my self a medium of any sort.
My world has always felt different. As a child I was shy, withdrawn. It's hard to play the fit in game when you know deep down that you don't.
Saturday, 29 March 2014
Rat Nap
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