Category Archives: GHOSTS AND ALL WEIRD THINGS

My true ghost stories, weird happenings, theories and speculation on all things strange and quirky!

Doppleganger

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Doppleganger

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DOPPLEGANGER

Doppleganger is a German word that means Double Walker. Other descriptive meanings include…
A paranormal double of a living person
A ghostly counterpart of a living person
A double
An alter ego
A person who has the same name as another
The sensation of having glimpsed oneself in one’s own peripheral vision, with no chance of it having been a reflection
Someone who looks spookily like you, but isn’t a twin
Ghost or Shadow of Yourself

Now that we’ve found out what the word ‘doppleganger’ means…how many of you have seen one? How many of you have been one?

I have had both experiences. I’ve seen people many times that look like someone I know. It’s a bit un-nerving, when you realize who you are seeing is not the person you know.

Maybe you smile or wave to them across the way, but they don’t react…or just look at you like you are the weird one. I’ve even gone up to them, said their name, just to be informed that they were not my acquaintence. Then, I had to explain and apologize for the mistaken identity. They usually laugh about it.

One time I saw my daughter, who lived in another state at the time, in the video store here in town. that was pretty strange. I knew she was not here…but, it looked just like her! Another time, at the same video store, I saw the members of the pop band “Green Day”. They were just being normal customers, looking for a video to rent.

Another perspective is the way people come up to me, thinking I’m their friend. I tell them I’m not who they think I am. One lady kept insisting I was! She kept calling me by this other person’s name, and I kept denying I was that person. She was very upset about it. It was such a strange situation to be in.

I know that there are at least two other ladies that live around here that has the same name as me. One of them was funnily enough, the mother of someone my daughter worked with.

I’ve seen someone, a stranger, that looks like my sister at a restaurant here. She doesn’t even live in this town, and was not here visiting.

I seen someone that looked like my late Dad, at a phone store.

Yes, I discretely took their picture.

I’ve always heard that every person has a doppleganger somewhere in the world. I think it would be fun to see my own…or maybe a bit creepy!

What about you? Would you want to meet your doppleganger?

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS

UFO – A to Z Blog Challenge 2019 – Letter U

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UFO – A to Z Blog Challenge 2019 – Letter U #AtoZChallenge 2019 Tenth Anniversary blogging from A to Z challenge letter U

http://www.a-to-zchallenge.com/2019/04/

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Mystery Box Chickens say, “Take us with you!”

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UFO MUSEUM, ROSWELL, NEW MEXICO

We visited the International UFO Museum and Research Center in Roswell, New Mexico, a few years ago. It was during the annual 4th of July UFO Festival. The city is geared up for a good time. There are street vendors, concerts, and some people even wear funny costumes.

The museum is a cool place to wander around in. There are displays of actual newspapers from 1947, telling of the UFO crash, investigation, and possible cover-up by the government. You can see set up displays, depicting what happened. There is art, and photo opportunities everywhere in the building. You can even pose in the many scenes, with the aliens, which in this case, are rubber dummys. It’s all in fun, and the kitschy displays are funny. There is a gift shop, also, where you can buy all things UFO and alien related.

They also had invited several authors to the museum for book signings and sales. At another venue, there were many more authors set up, signing their books, and visiting with the people who came by. There were several scheduled speakers in the auditorium.

We didn’t stay for the night-time festivities, but there are bands playing music, street dances, and I’m sure everyone had fun. So, whether you believe in UFOs, aliens, or not, Roswell and the UFO museum and festival, is a wonderful place to spend some time, if you get the chance.

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Book by Gloria Hawker called Morning Glory, Diary of an Alien Abductee. (pink flower with alien face in the middle, and surrounded by more flowers of blue & some green leaves)

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Title page of book I bought and got signed by the author. She wrote: “One day the truth of this phenomena will be known” Gloria

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Here I am at the Roswell New Mexico UFO Museum. I’m standing by a silver alien, and a giant silver sequined replica of a UFO.

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A fun postcard I made of a big UFO in the blue sky. My surprised face is in a circle on the bottom left. haha

A UFO called Outer Space I drew for the Color Your World challenge awhile back. It’s saucer shaped with a dome with black & gray title in the dome.

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS

Teleportation – A to Z Blog Challenge 2019 – Letter T

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Teleportation – A to Z Blog Challenge 2019 – Letter T  #AtoZChallenge 2019 Tenth Anniversary blogging from A to Z challenge letter

http://www.a-to-zchallenge.com/2019/04/

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Mystery Box Chickens say, “Let’s fly away.”

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Today we have the letter T. It would be strange if I didn’t tell about teleportation, since my blog is titled teleportingweena! So, here’s my story…

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A True Tale of Teleportation

As promised, here is another of my true tales of teleportation. At least, that is what I call these incidents. We were totally bewildered by the whole incident.

Have you ever been at a certain place, and then suddenly, without knowing how, you are at another place? This happened to me and my daughter, one summer day, not long ago.

We’d been out and about town, going to yard sales, on a Saturday morning. We’ve done this off and on for years, and we know the streets and areas pretty well. Once in awhile, we drive around an unfamiliar neighborhood, trying to find the advertised address, without too much trouble.

This morning was about the same, and we did find the yard sale. It was in a little housing area just to the south of the city. To get there was no problem…just one turn from the main road, then into the residential streets. We did our shopping, then got back in the car to go find more sales.

We pulled back onto the main road we’d come in on; that much I know. It should have been the one turn, back the way we’d come. I know we turned in the right direction…north. However, nothing looked the same at all, now. The housing area where we’d just been, was not there anymore. It should have been off to our right, but there was no sign of it at all. We didn’t see any of the landmarks we’d noticed on the way there, and even the dip in the road and the stop sign, we’d taken note of earlier, was not there, now.

We kept driving straight, along this road, hoping to see something we recognized. The whole time, we kept remarking about how weird this was. We couldn’t figure it out. We felt really lost…in our own town, and were getting nervous about it.

Finally, finally we saw a street sign that told us where we were. But, it seemed impossible that we were at this place and on this street, now. We’d only made the one turn, back toward town. Now we were miles away from where we’d been, and in a completely different area and on this different street. We’d have had to make even more turns to get on this one.

We were relieved to know where we were, now, but still had no explanation of how it happened…except that maybe, just maybe, we’d been through a time/place/space warp…or something!

There could have been a portal that swallowed us up, moving us to the other place. We didn’t feel anything, we didn’t see anything…we just found ourselves in a completely different place in that split second.

I don’t have any idea why, or how this happened, but since it did, and we were eventually able to find our way back, it seems pretty amazing. I wouldn’t mind doing it again, but would like a warning that it was going to happen, first!

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Thanks for Visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS

My Mission – Ghost Hunt – A to Z Blog Challenge 2019 – Letter M

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My Mission – Ghost Hunt – A to Z Blog Challenge 2019 – Letter M #AtoZChallenge 2019 Tenth Anniversary blogging from A to Z challenge letter M

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I’d never tried this before, but it was my mission to find out if I could do it … ghost hunting!

I’ve always had crazy, unexplained thing happen in the houses I’ve lived in, even this house I live in now. These incidents happened in the house I grew up in, my grandmother’s house, and houses I lived in when we moved to other states, and have been pretty common. I’ve related some of those stories in my other posts here.

Up until recently, I’d never heard of people going on ghost hunting adventures, but I’ve seen the TV shows, and have read a lot on the subject. I decided that I would conduct one of my own, right here in the house, as this is where lots of weirdness happens.

As I am totally an amateur at this, I just used the equipment I had available, and the knowledge of how an investigation should go. I’ve found what to look for in photos, what to listen for on recordings, and the terminology. It is all so interesting. So, recently, I set up an EVP session. That is Electronic Voice Phenomenon…recording on tape, a spirit voice.

Weird things happen in my house, so why not try to get some evidence right here? I get my little tape recorder, my scanner, some old antiques, and go into the bedroom. This is the bedroom where the heavy mirror levitated and then fell to the floor and broke. (in the story ‘Identified Flying Objects’) If there were spirits in this room, I wanted to find out.

The antiques were there, just in case something was hovering around or attached to them…some entity from beyond. The police scanner, I used for some background white noise. I set it on a frequency that was just static.

After setting the stage, by placing everything on the bed, I turned on the recorder, and I spoke aloud to whomever was present. I said if anyone is here, feel free to speak. Then, I left the room, closing the door. Out in the main part of the house, all was quiet. The cats were all asleep, and I had the tv turned off, and no music was playing. I left the recorder going for about 30 minutes. I couldn’t wait any longer to find out if I’d ‘caught’ anything on tape.

Putting on headphones, I began listening to the recording. At first, it was just the static noise from the scanner. The white noise seemed to go on forever…but then, I heard a voice! For real! I rewound the tape, listening again, and again. The same thing, the same phrase repeated every single time. There was only the one instance, nothing before this and nothing after. It is difficult to make out EVPs, but when you do get a voice, there’s no mistaking it.

Here’s what I heard… “I’m coming back” or “I’ll be coming back”.

As I said, it is hard to make out the exact words, but that is what it sounded like, to me. Over and over, I heard the same phrase. I took a few pictures in the room, just in case I would see something weird, but I didn’t see anything out of the ordinary.

Later, I took a picture of the broken mirror that had flew around this room. It had been out in the garage for a long time, in not great conditions, with the dust and all out there. However, I did see what I thought was an orb, a roundish spot of light, that shouldn’t have been there. I did send it to a professional ghost hunter I know, to have her evaluate it. It was just as I expected, though…just dust floating around the air. Maybe another time I will get something on film.

Anyway, that was my experience of ghost hunting in my own house. I’m convinced there is something here…something unknown. It doesn’t scare me, or bother me at all. I’m just very aware of strange things going on here. I do have more crazy things to tell. I’ll be adding more of my true ghost stories, in coming days.

Have you had any paranormal experiences? I’d love to hear them!

I accomplished my mission … have you?

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Here’s me looking for ghosts at a known haunted house in town (not ours), and the house. I was peeking in the window at the other side of this house. When I took the picture I was outside looking in, and my reflection was in an old mirror on the antique dresser inside.

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS

Lost and Found – A to Z Blog Challenge 2019 – Letter L

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Lost and Found  – A to Z Blog Challenge 2019 – Letter L #AtoZChallenge 2019 Tenth Anniversary blogging from A to Z challenge letter

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Mystery Box Chickens ask, “Where are you?”

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 Do you have reason to believe that actual objects can be teleported from one place to another, by paranormal means?

If you’ve read my other posts, on this subject, you already know that I believe it is possible. It happened to me and my daughter, and to my cat, Weena.

There are a few more incidents of this kind, involving non-living objects, too…right here in the house.

This first one concerned a recipe I was looking for. It was for brownies…a favorite recipe I’ve used for years, because they always turn out great, and are easy to make.

It had been written in a little notebook, on blue paper, probably a little larger than an index card. The notebook had come apart a long time ago, but I still had the little blue pages of recipes. This one was hand-written by my mother, so I didn’t want to lose it. She had passed on quite a few years ago.

Anyway, I wanted to make a pan of brownies, so I looked in the kitchen drawer, where I keep recipes, but couldn’t find it. I found lots of those blue pages, with other recipes written on them, and several books, and other papers, but this brownie one was not there where it should have been.

I did look in one more place, just in case it had been put in there. It was a clear, plastic storage bin of drawers, that held kitchen items. It wasn’t there, either. I mean, I took everything out of both places, going through each bit of paper, and book, more than one time.

Finally I gave up ever finding it. It was lost.

I sat down at the table, for a few minutes, just thinking, where could it be? So, I tried something…I spoke out loud, asking my mother if she knew where it was, and could she help me find it. After another few minutes, I got the funny feeling that I should look over to the clear, plastic cart of drawers.

I look, and immediately see the recipe in the bottom drawer, in the front, in plain sight. There was no mistaking it, and it was not there, before.

I go over and get the recipe…yes, it’s the brownie recipe I’d been searching for. I got to make the brownies that day, after all.

Now…how do you explain something like that? I think, with my mother’s help, that it was able to re-materialize here, from some other place…another dimension? a parallel universe? I’ll never know where it was, or how it came back, I guess. But, I believe it was teleported from somewhere.

Maybe, it was the power of believing that helped it to manifest back over here, in our reality, because I really wanted some brownies!

This is the original recipe page. It is old, faded, and worn out. I covered it in plastic, and it looks a mess, but I’m so glad I still have it.

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS

Devil Radio – A to Z Blog Challenge 2019 – Letter D

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Devil Radio – a to Z Blog Challenge 2019 – Letter D #AtoZChallenge 2019 Tenth Anniversary blogging from A to Z challenge letter D

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DEVIL RADIO

Phenomenon…An extraordinary, impressive, significant, unusual, unaccountable occurrence or fact that is perceptible by the senses.

That’s what I would call the Devil Radio incident…a phenomenon.

The incident happened a few years ago. I’ve always listened to the radio, late at night. My favorite program to hear, is Coast 2 Coast. It comes on at midnight, in our time zone, and topics range from conspiricy theories, ghosts, numerology, UFOs, bigfoot, and all types of weird and wonderful things you could ever imagine. They have guests from time to time, that speak on their experiences.

This night, they said they were going to interview a person that claimed he was the Devil.

Well, like I mentioned, there are some pretty far out there topics covered on this program, some believable, some not so much.  However, this was one I really didn’t want to hear…seemed too scary, to me. I kept the radio on, right up until the time came for the interview, then I turned it off. I keep my transistor radio by the pillow, so I can just reach up and turn it off if I want to, without getting out of bed.

So, I tried turning it off…but it wouldn’t stop playing the radio program.

I switched it on and off again, just to make sure…and I was sure it was turned off. But, it kept playing. I turned the dial to different stations, all across the dial, and the same show was playing on all the stations. Meanwhile, the interview was starting, and I was hearing what I didn’t want to hear.

In the end, I removed the batteries from the radio, and that seemed to work. No more Devil person talking. I have no idea why this happened, or how. I don’t really know what such a thing would be called in paranormal terms, as I’ve never heard of it happening to anyone else.

It never happened again, even though I listened to many more programs after that night. Maybe my radio was possessed by the Devil that one time? Who knows…

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“(You’re the) Devil in Disguise”, by Elvis Presley, was released from his album, “Elvis – Gold Records Vol. 4”, in 1963. It was written by, Bill Giant, Bernie Baum, and Florence Kaye, and is on the RCA label.

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS

Alien Doctor? – A to Z Blog Challenge 2019 – Letter A

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http://www.a-to-zchallenge.com/2019/04/a-to-z-10th-anniversary-atozchallenge.html

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Welcome to the first post of my A to Z Blogging Challenge 2019!

I’ll be posting something for each letter of the alphabet during this month, and there will be a variety of subjects.

The Mystery Box Chickens will introduce the topic for the day, with silly remarks, because well…chickens are sillyl! 🙂

Hope you enjoy!

Mystery Box Chickens Where’s our Mystery Box? The Alien stole our Box! No, it just hasn’t been delivered yet!

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ALIEN DOCTOR?

I have been drawn to the stars and sky for as long as I can remember. There is a need for me to look up into the darkness, even when I was a little kid, sneaking out of the house to look at the starry sky. I still do this almost every night.

I feel like maybe aliens know of me, and have made their presence known to me, throughout the years. This story is one of those times. The memory of the incident has haunted me all this time, because of the not knowing why it happened, or the truth of it. I do know it happened to me, and was not a dream.

I was always in and out of the doctor’s office for this or that, as a child. One time was really strange. The Dr. was tired of seeing me always in there, and told me if I ever came back, he’d make sure I never did again. He took me and my mom (who didn’t say a word, just followed – which was completely not normal) down some concrete steps, to the basement of the hospital.

He was strange looking. He was a very short man, wearing a long white coat, and large dark glasses, so I couldn’t see his eyes behind them. He said to look at what was down there…that these people didn’t listen to him, and that this is what would happen to me, too. It was terrifying.

I saw people strapped down onto these huge roulette-like wheels. Some were upright, some were situated more flat to the floor, and they couldn’t move. They were very scared. Once in awhile an assistant would come and spin the wheels around really fast.

At that point, the doctor took my hand and pricked my finger to draw blood, for a blood test. Then he said for us to leave. I vowed to never, ever go back to that doctor again, no matter what, even if I was sick, and I never did, even when I did get sick…I just never told anyone I was not feeling well.

So, that is how this one ended, but I have reason to believe there have been many other encounters over the years…just not as scary.

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Anyone have any thoughts on this? Have you had mysterious encounters?

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS

 

Tell a Story Challenge – Traffic Cop

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Tell a Story Challenge – Traffic Cop

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I want to thank Yinglan for tagging me to do this photo challenge. I’m to take the photo she chose to write something about it, then tag 3 others. You can find Yinglan’s blog here

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This is the photo…

 

Directing traffic was Dave’s passion. He was affectionately called Dave the Director by all the regular drivers who passed by his designated station. Everyone would give him a happy wave, and a cheery hello, day after day.

No one knew the real Dave, the man behind the uniform. No one knew why he would blow his whistle, swish his baton all around, guiding the cars and trucks to their destination without fail, but would never speak to them. Someone got curious and googled his profile information, which led to a touching human interest story in the local papers.

Dave B, esteemed member of this community, and well known traffic policeman, passed away at the age of 35, on January 17, 1992. He was interred in City Cemetery, yet it has been reported that he revisits the scene of his accidental death. His presence is seen at the intersection where he was struck down by a speeding car. It is felt that he resumes his position, to aid drivers now, so there will be no more tragedies, like he experienced. For the last 25 years, there has been no more accidents at that location, because of Dave’s ghost watching over all souls who pass by.

No one knew the real Dave…until they read his obituary.

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My nominees are:

Bee at The Bee Writes

Suze at Suziland too or an Obsolete Childhood

Oneta at Sweet Aroma

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Here’s the photo I chose. There is no obligation to participate…just thought you might enjoy. 🙂

 

 

 

Building, Joy, Planning, Plans

photo by jarmoluk at Pixabay

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS

 

Blog Beginnings – Just Jot It January – Day 3 – Blog

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Blog Beginnings – Just Jot It January – Day 3

#JusJoJan 2019 Daily Prompt – Jan. 3rd

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Your prompt for JusJoJan 2019, January 3rd, is your blog. Why did you start blogging? How did you come up with your theme, if you have one? How has it changed your life? Tell us about your blog in your jot! Enjoy!

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I started blogging on Blog Spot in 2013. I wanted to write about all kinds of things, first about my true experience ghost stories, and second to post my fan fiction story, “Two Souls: Into the Fire”. I spent a very long time writing it (over a year if not more), and I’m proud of the fact that I did it, and finished it.

I also wrote a bunch of essays on several different subjects. Then I discovered the A to Z Blog Challenge, which I completed there.

However, almost nobody saw or read any of this. There was maybe 3 people ever. One very helpful blogger did suggest I move over to Word Press, which I did. I’m so happy I did, as I’ve found WP to be full of wonderful, friendly, and helpful bloggers from all over the world. I appreciate each and every one of you who have stopped by to like, and comment over the years.

Now here’s how my almost first post went over there.

Seems to me everyone uses really cool sounding names for their online personalities and blogs. I always want to know why they chose it…what does it mean…is it supposed be a secret…a special code?  Hardly anyone will say why.  I won’t keep y’all in suspense.  This is “why” I chose mine and what they mean to me:

First, my online name…ghostmmnc…this is in reference to my favorite character in my favorite book “Lost Souls” by Poppy Z. Brite.

Second, my blog name and statement..teleportingweena, and why I chose this.

Teleport according to the dictionary is to move without physical contact either by mystical means or by conversion of matter or energy for transmission.
That is what I am doing by sending my thoughts out into the ether when I push publish on my blog posts. Transmitting them this way is very mystical to me, because I have no idea how it works.

 

Weena was one of our cats. Actually Rowena, but we called her Weena most of the time.  I believe she actually teleported herself once right here in the house!

 

Time machine…a hypothetical device that permits travel into the past and future.  Also the subject of one of my favorite books & movies “The Time Machine” by H.G. Wells. The female character in both was named Weena!

 

Weena (Rest In Peace)

Weena’s Story

First, the name of this blog… ‘teleportingweena’… Weena (Rowena) was our tabby cat. I think she teleported herself, somehow. I don’t know where she went, but she was gone. She was an indoor cat, never outside, so there wasn’t any way she got lost out there. She was in the bedroom (the one with the levitating mirror), when we saw her last. She has her hiding places, here in the house, and we searched everywhere. She’d been gone for hours. We tore the house apart calling and looking for her, but she was gone. In despair of ever finding her again, she suddenly appeared…right in the spot we last saw her. There was no noise of her coming back, no sound of her scrabbling out of an overlooked hiding spot…she just materialized right there in the bedroom. She wasn’t frightened, or anything…she was just sitting there. Of course we made a fuss over her, and all was back to normal. But, where was she? What did she see? I wish we knew.

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I’ve only changed the look of this blog once. The first WP theme I used was pink & black! Can you imagine? It was good, but I got tired of it. I like how it looks now, with the sky blue, which is one of my favorite colors.

I still blog about the the same things off and on… my fan fiction story, strange and weird things that happen, short stories & poems, essays, and challenges. After 6 years of blogging, I still love it.

So there you have it.
Welcome to my Blog!

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS

Tonight?

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TONIGHT?

The blond boy shuffled his feet in the gravel next to the building. He was waiting. He struck a match, holding the orange flame up to the joint held between his lips. Inhaling deeply, he began to relax. This could be the night.

He watched as a couple of girls ran past him, paying no attention to the boy in the shadows. There was a muffled sound of music seeping out into the chilly night air. Pulling his jacket closer around him, he walked toward the back door of the venue, following in the girls footsteps.

Scrunching through the rocks, he rounded the corner. There was the bus, belching diesel fumes into the cold air. The driver had just let the two girls inside. He sighed, knowing he would never be invited in, yet still hoping…always hoping.

He glanced at his watch. It was almost time. He moved closer to the double doors, his heart pounding a rhythm to match the beat of the music from within. Then a thunderous roar was followed by a silence that made his ears ring. A sudden surge of adrenaline coursed through his veins.

A thousand footsteps behind him were coming closer. The doors flew open as two burly men lead the way to the bus. In the few seconds before the crowd caught up to him, he made eye contact with a tall musician coming through the doorway.

He hears the words, “Not tonight,” spoken, as the musician signals to him with a hand over his heart. Then he is gone…swept along with his entourage onto the bus

The blond boy is just another face in the crowd of fans now gathered there, hoping to get a glimpse of the musician. It is bittersweet, having been seen, yet not invited along. He turns away, preparing for the next stop on the road ahead.

Inside the bus, the musician watches through the window and sighs.

“Who were you talking to?” a band mate asks.

“My brother,” he replies.

“I didn’t see anyone there.” the band mate says.

“I know…he died two years ago. He was my biggest fan…and he still is.”

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~note~ first written and posted on Blogger (Blog Spot) November 19, 2013
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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️
© 2018 BS