The black mist-like creature

The black mist-like creature

A Story by Melanie Jane Boicourt Shanks
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     I have always been open to believing in ghosts. I remember as a child, I often thought I saw a glimpse of some here and there. Of course, that notion is quickly whipped out of you as you grow up and realize that you aren’t supposed to talk of such things. You aren’t supposed to talk about a lot of things that seem very real to you as a child.

     I come from a very intuitive family and so I naturally had the ability to do and see some things that not all children could. Now, I know that it was normal for my family, but when I was younger, nobody talked of such things. For instance, I didn’t know that not all people could see the shadow-like lights that were around every living thing and a lot of nonliving things. I thought that everyone could see that. It wasn’t until later on in my childhood that I realized I was weird.

     Not to mention the fact that I saw things before they happened. Scary!! That is not a gift-curse that I would wish on any child. I thought that I was evil (spawn of the devil himself). It was hard to distinguish if I saw things before they happened or if I created things in my mind to happen.

     I remember one incident vividly. I was playing dodge ball in gym class in about 4th or 5th grade. I saw (I’ll call her Suzie) get hit right in the face with the ball. I saw it in my mind. I did not like “Suzie” very much. She was very mean to me. A lot of people were, but she was an instigator if you know what I mean. So when Suzie got hit in the face with the ball for real, I felt really weird (almost like I was guilty) and I didn’t throw the ball.

      Well, I since have made peace with my gift-curse after a very long and bumpy road of self-doubt and partial insanity. The long road led me from a confusing darkness where I turned away from anything spiritual at all, to an enlightening, anything goes, free-for-all existence. Luckily, I found my way back down to reality. On that road, I have seen some interesting things.

     The scariest thing that I ever saw as an adult was in an old duplex that I used to live in. My oldest son was six and my daughter was just a baby. It was about 10:30 in the morning and my husband was at work and my son was at school. I was on the couch napping off and on while my daughter napped in a playpen beside me. All of a sudden, I felt a bad energy come through the door. I saw a black mist-like creature on the ceiling and it saw me too. Now, I shouldn’t tell you this because if I do, you will blow this off as a dream, but here it goes….

      I never really opened my eyes. I was on the couch but I was no longer on the couch. I had instantly risen up out of my body at full attention ready for battle. That was how evil this thing felt. It was not some ordinary ghost. I quickly closed my thoughts as to not give any hint of weakness. This all happened without me really understanding how. It just did. I sent a message to it that I was not scared of it, I was not scared of anything and it was to leave this house immediately. I again had to guard my thoughts so as to not reveal the only thing that I was truly scared of (my children getting hurt).

     It flew across the room and down the hall. I followed it. Well, I was still on the couch but my awareness followed it all the way down the hall and it turned into my son’s room. It was then that I realized that I was not in my body. I think the guilt I felt for blowing off my sons complaint of the evil face that he always saw in his room brought me back. I quickly snapped back and then jumped off of the couch and ran into my son’s room. Of course I found nothing but an eerie feeling.

     Now, I know that some of you reading this will just think that this was all a dream. It did not feel like a dream to me. I have had some very real dreams and visions don’t get me wrong. Never had I snapped back into my body before jumping up and running down a hall. That was down right scary. One thing that came from all this was that I didn’t give my son a hard time when he didn’t want to sleep in his room. I am much more open with my children about their abilities. I hope that more people will take their children serious after reading this.

 

M.J.S.

2-18-08

© 2008 Melanie Jane Boicourt Shanks


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I remember you now.

Just kidding.

Interesting piece. The apparition sounded pretty scary. I often get the impression that little children and animals see things we often don't (or refuse to). There is a reason our stories from the past are filled with ghosts and goblins and things in the night. Maybe they are real after all, but choose not to be seen. Good write.

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I remember you now.

Just kidding.

Interesting piece. The apparition sounded pretty scary. I often get the impression that little children and animals see things we often don't (or refuse to). There is a reason our stories from the past are filled with ghosts and goblins and things in the night. Maybe they are real after all, but choose not to be seen. Good write.

Posted 12 Years Ago


6 of 6 people found this review constructive.

Coo coo!! :)
I've had dreams and then had the thing from the dream happen in reality, some pretty random things too. I can't explain it.
This is great writing.
Have fun.


Posted 12 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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