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After seeing all those orbs in the viewfinder, we departed hastily! After we calmed down a bit, we called Mella and asked if we could take some pictures in her apartment. She said she could see/sense them now and could point them out to us. We got several pictures with no orbs in them but then Mella opened her front door and said, “Come on in everyone and join the party!” When she sat on the couch, she would say, “I can feel one on my arm. Now there is one on my head.” As you can see in the bottom picture, they are also attracted to my fiancé. He has since overcome his fear of them and loves to call them. He said he could feel the one on his nose. We discussed the spirits and Mella said they have become her friends. She talks to them when her kids are asleep and if they ever do something annoying, like turning on the lights, she asks them nicely to stop. And they do. Mella and I have become best friends. There was a time after I moved away from the apartments that I stopped drinking diet coke. Cold Turkey! Like an idiot, I didn’t drink anything else with caffeine and gave myself a horrendous headache. (What did I think would happen after drinking 6-8 cans of the stuff a day—at room temperature, no less.) My fiancé called her and she said, “What’s wrong with Andee?” She just knows things. Another instance, I gave my daughter a very unusual name. (Gabrielle Storm) Although we had spent a lot of time together, Mella only knew my daughter as Gabby. Gabby got the “two-name treatment” and Mella almost fell out of her chair. She turned to her sister-in-law and said, “Did you hear that?” They were both pale and seemed in shock. Mella’s second son was supposed to be a girl (which actually turned out to be twins with her son surviving) and she was going to name her Gabrielle Storm. She showed me proof in his baby-book. My daughter was also a twin. Her son and my daughter are almost exactly a year to the day apart. (BTW, the grainy pics were taken with my camera and the not-so-grainy ones, my mother took.) |
