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I was born the only girl in the midst of four brothers to very strict, but loving parents. From my earliest memories of childhood I sensed invisible presenses around me, although, I never actually saw anything I would at that time call a ghost. Frequently, as a child upon awakening in the middle of the night I would see an old lady with short gray hair, pulled back behind her ears and held there with bobby pins. She was a large framed woman, with a plump smiling face, who as I stared at her would just seem to fade away. Frightened , I'd pull the blankets over my head and fall asleep. The next morning I'd always assume I'd just dreamt it , never allowing myself to dwell on it, or even tell anyone about my "nightmare". The feelings of never being alone continued into my adulthood, when, because of the daily pressures of a husband, two sons and a full time job, I pushed them into the backgound of my thoughts. I worked as a health care provider from my early twenties, up until I took an early retirement in 2005. Working in the health care field as an attendant in a retirement home, I was frequently the only person present at the time of a patients passing, which left me open to strange occurrences immediately following the death. Since I worked straight midnights for the first six years in that home, I became used to the many spirit encounters, so that only the most extreme incidents would actually frighten me. Up until my husbands death in 2002 in our home, most of the spirit activity was centered around that job. After his death, it seemed several spirits entered my home, letting me as well as most of my visitors witness their sometimes funny, but more often frightening activities .
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