Back when our last rat from the Netherlands died; I was trying to nap on the sofa when I heard a weird noise. I opened my eyes and saw Julia (rat) cleaning herself on the other end of the sofa. I pushed myself upright with my arm and said her name out loud with confusion.
She turned around and looked at me.
I closed my eyes and wondered if I was dreaming.
When I opened them again she was gone, but I was still sitting with my arm proping me up. (I'm 100% sure I was awake. I don't sleep walk)
♡
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 As a child I was shy, withdrawn.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, 1 March 2014
Sweet Goodbyes
Labels:
London,
Manifestations
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