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| My first experience with ghost took place in my old farm house, back in 1971 when I was only 2 years old. Une sleepless night, I was awakened by the noise of a bunch of keys and I heard the door opened. There was only one room in the house, I looked around from the side of my bed, everyone was sound asleep. My conscious was clear and I was fully aware of the noise; when I heard the door opened, I knew next I would hear the bunch of keys placed on the table and I knew that person would walk into the room. My perception of self-awareness started seemed that early age and I was able to relate thing by sequence, properly that was the time when I started to feel spiritual. Suddenly I felt a sense of a presence; at that instant I saw a woman walked into the room, she wore a flowery dress and with thick make up. She stood next to the wardrobe beside the doorway with her right hand leaned against the wardrobe. She was more like a human being except her eyes were as big as a Ping-Pong Ball! There was a dark glowing presence within the room as if she was bathed with a magical force, for a moment I was dissolved into the dark world. I wasn't sure how long we both stared at each other till I felt my conscious, like being hypnotize. I knew she was from the other world but I wasn't afraid of her, I turned to face the other side of the bed trying to get into my sleep. Well, I always remember the odd incident and the strange visitor. Did it survive the inquisition or did it ever exist? We live a life beyond the physical world in a different dimension, perhaps we must simply believe there will always be one last unicorn and one last sole survivor of the elven race. |