posted on Aug, 30 2016 @ 08:58 AM
Once a few years ago, I was visiting CA and I saw my Deceased Maternal Grandfather.
He was walking through the back yard, deep in thought.
I looked in the Mirrored Closet Doors, there he was, back behind me, no one there.
I did this several times to make sure I wasn’t seeing things.
I didn’t speak of it for around six months, until I could get my head wrapped around
what I had seen.
We then went to Rancho Calabasas.
The original owner of the Property Hates Women.
He threw me into the Upstairs Kitchen.
It scared me, as I don’t like being pawed at by any Nasty spook.
When we had returned from Ventura Co. Fair, something opened my Bedroom Door,
came into my Bedroom and proceeded to grab me around my Ankles, squeezing until
my legs started to go Numb.
I Screamed for AA Michael. He got rid of it.
To this day, I still feel that thing’s Icy Paws on me.
On the Queen Mary, I saw the Ghost of Sarah, a Lady that had been Murdered on the
Ship, in the Changing Rooms near the Pool.