Life of Nobody

[Adios]

Once while in some state I described to Terri our previous life together. I described this in great detail including exactly what we were wearing and what animals we had.

Terri kind of blew me off and we laughed about it. For some reason we went to the Larkspur RenFair. We never went to this kind of thing. It was good though, lots of interesting things going on.

We were having a blast visiting all of the shops and getting readings. We were in one vendors tent and I was just chatting away when I noticed Terri was frozenly staring at an original oil by some unknown artist.

I stopped talking and looked up at the picture. It was, in exact detail, what I had described to Terri as our past life. Up to and including the animals I had described, sitting at our feet. The clothing was spot on.

We didn't have the money to buy it that day and we will forever regret it. I have never seen anything even close to what I described to Terri since that day. She seemed to look at me differently after that, though I would have thought the blue eye thing would have been enough to cure everything.

She is a strong and fearless woman and I am honored to walk beside her.

[Adios]

Not much feedback lately. Are these stories still working?

[Juana]

Yep! You and Terri sound like a really happy and sweet couple. Glad you two found each other. That whole Ren fair thing sounds kinda cool and creepy, lol.

[Lies]

Terri and I were living in a Victorian in Elizabeth, built around the turn of the century. It was a beautiful house and it's best feature was the sun room where the back porch used to be. We would sit in the morning and have our coffee there.

It was a typical 2 story from the era and had an unusually large living room for a Victorian. Terri and I were sitting in the living room watching television. Our two cats an our dog, as always were sitting there with us.

Suddenly a woman was walking across the living room and Terri, me and all of the animals watched her. She went into the bathroom. It was a small bathroom, one way in, one way out. I jumped up and ran in the bathroom to find out what was going on. No one was in there. Just me.

I went back to the living room and Terri asked me who it was. I told her nobody was there. We lust looked at each other and went back to watching television. After all, this wasn't our first rodeo.

The next day Terri went to do the laundry. Our dog followed her everywhere she went. Except to that basement. The dog sat at the top of the stairs just growling with her hair standing on end. There was no one down there, we checked.

A few days later I was taking a shower and a gentle caressing hand gently rubbed my back. Being a reasonable human being and startled I screamed and spun around. You guessed it. No one was there.

One afternoon Terri and I were doing what married people will do. Our bedroom was upstairs. At a critical moment something very cold touched my anus. Terris' head almost went through the wall. I tried to apologize but was assured there was no need. Unknown to me during our activities our puppy had jumped up on the bed and got curious. If there had been no logical explanation for this happening we would have moved the next day.

We saw the woman several more times but we were never touched again, and she didn't eat much so we decided to just let her stay.

Ok, it's definitely a very interesting story.
Would love to be able to investigate the house you claim this woman is in, I don't believe in ghosts as you know, but I believe you at the same time, I don't think you're making it up, or that you're crazy, I just want to see one for myself before I'll personally change my mind.

[Lies]

Once while in some state I described to Terri our previous life together. I described this in great detail including exactly what we were wearing and what animals we had.

Terri kind of blew me off and we laughed about it. For some reason we went to the Larkspur RenFair. We never went to this kind of thing. It was good though, lots of interesting things going on.

We were having a blast visiting all of the shops and getting readings. We were in one vendors tent and I was just chatting away when I noticed Terri was frozenly staring at an original oil by some unknown artist.

I stopped talking and looked up at the picture. It was, in exact detail, what I had described to Terri as our past life. Up to and including the animals I had described, sitting at our feet. The clothing was spot on.

We didn't have the money to buy it that day and we will forever regret it. I have never seen anything even close to what I described to Terri since that day. She seemed to look at me differently after that, though I would have thought the blue eye thing would have been enough to cure everything.

She is a strong and fearless woman and I am honored to walk beside her.

Gotta love synchronicity.

[Nephew Twiddleton]

Not much feedback lately. Are these stories still working?

Most definitely. 

[Adios]

Raelene and I had bought a nice house in a decent neighborhood. It was new and since this was the 70's it had electric heat. Gas prices were supposed to go through the roof and the cost of electricity was supposed to go down.

All was going well, good schools for the kids, easy commute and good neighbors. Then winter hit. And it brought $500 a month electric bills. AS you can imagine, we were having trouble keeping up. We had bought the house under a land contract so we called the guy we bought it from and told him we just couldn't afford to live there anymore.

I had written the house payment check out and when we decided to move I put it on top of the refrigerator, so we could afford to pay other bills. Well this guy came over and we signed all the paperwork needed to transfer the house back to him.

We paid our bills and went about moving. Then checks started bouncing. I looked over the account and discovered this guy, (he was very tall) had taken the house payment check and cashed it. ell, this really pissed me off. I called him and we argued and basically he told me tough.

I was at the locksmith shop where Raelene worked talking to one of the guys, bitching about this.

I told him it would be classic if someone took a shot at this creep.

A couple of days later I got a call from the Denver Police department wanting me to come downtown. I was at work and told them we were busy and I didn't have time. I was told to make time or they would come get me.

So I go downtown and get directed to a detectives office. I still had no idea what this was about. He had me sit in his office while he played at shuffling papers for a few minutes. Then he asked me where I was the morning before at 6 AM. I told him I was on my way to work and asked why he wanted to know.

Someone had taken a shot at the creep who stole my check. As the creep was in the action of sitting down at his desk a bullet missed his head by about an inch.

I started laughing. The detective got pissed and asked me if I thought that was funny and I just laughed harder. Finally I was able to stop laughing and was wiping the tears from my eyes and he asked my why I thought it was funny. So I told him the story about the check. I also asked him if he had seen the beautiful Canadian Centennial Winchester rifle on the creeps office. He had and I told him it was part of my down payment on the house and I didn't own any guns currently. He sent me away with the mandatory stern warning about not leaving town.

That afternoon I had a check from the creep for the full amount. I didn't even have to ask for it.

If any of you know the gang ties to Denver then you know there was a family there, the Smaldones. They ran all the crime in Denver, until they ran out of Smaldones during a war. Turns out the guy I was bitching to was a good friend to Raelene, and he was, well, let's call him a 'specialist' for the Smaldones.

We never spoke of the incident. I had sense enough not to ask and he had sense enough not to tell, but Raelene knew, I always suspected they were more than just friends.

To this day if you run my name through the Denver Police Department, it will say I am armed and dangerous.

[Adios]

Ok, it's definitely a very interesting story.
Would love to be able to investigate the house you claim this woman is in, I don't believe in ghosts as you know, but I believe you at the same time, I don't think you're making it up, or that you're crazy, I just want to see one for myself before I'll personally change my mind.

I have never really set out to see a ghost. But the surprise is fun when you do.

[Juana]

Wow. What a jerk the creep was. And the specialist guy was handy in that regard, I suppose.

The Smaldones were family friends of my great grandparents and grandparents, lol. My grandfather even dated one of their girls for a while and when my dad was seriously misbehaving in the early 70s, my great grandmother had Checkers, iirc, pull him in for a conversation (she apparently terrified Checkers enough that he did it without asking any questions).

[Adios]

Wow. What a jerk the creep was. And the specialist guy was handy in that regard, I suppose.

The Smaldones were family friends of my great grandparents and grandparents, lol. My grandfather even dated one of their girls for a while and when my dad was seriously misbehaving in the early 70s, my great grandmother had Checkers, iirc, pull him in for a conversation (she apparently terrified Checkers enough that he did it without asking any questions).

Your grandmother KNEW Checkers??? Holy shit. He was a real bad man.

[Juana]

Great grandmother, but yep. My great grandparents lived in Little Italy there in Denver and I guess they were neighbors? Or something. Her family's a really old one in Denver, so I suspect she knew everyone.

[Adios]

Ever eat at Gaetanos? Great Italian food. Last time I was there you could still see the bullet holes.

[Juana]

I moved away when I was seven, so if I have, I don't remember it.

[Sorchafae]

keep going Charley.. its helping me get through a long horrible day of work

[Adios]

keep going Charley.. its helping me get through a long horrible day of work

Hope your day gets better!