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I had a ghostly stalker who refused to talk to me. He just stared at me from afar. When he did talk to me he didn't call me by my name. He actually scares the living crap out of me. He has icky greasy black hair and black ooze pouring out of his eyes. He started following me around when my friend in Yosemite did this thing to open my eyes to my past lives {bad idea icon_gonk.gif} He first appeared in my room. I was just winding down after work and the room suddenly got ice cold. A black mist started swirling around in the middle of the room and he just sort of appeared. He stood there staring at me while the mist turned into a strange fog that got darker and darker as it covered my walls and windows. He opened his mouth in a silent scream and vanished. At one point I moved to a different area of the park. He found me like a week later. I was sleeping and I woke up to him straddling me and holding my arms above my head. He was grinning into my face. He was snickering "I found you." I've only seen him twice since I left Yosemite.

Oh my it was so long ago...I'll tell you what I remember.


She had me sit down and close my eyes and relax. Then she said to picture myself in a long hallway with doors. Each door that I saw was different. She said to pick a door and open it. The first few were locked. The one I eventually opened was actually the first one that caught my attention but I didn't want to go inside for some reason. It was just a strange feeling. It was a worn wooden door with old rings for handles.

When I got inside I found myself looking through a forest. I could hear a river neat by. I saw a young girl, probably 17-20 years old. She had long dark hair and brown eyes very similar to mine. She was wearing a simple creme-colored dress. She was sitting by the river crying.

After a few moments I heard the sound of horses. He jumped up and stared toward the village that was about 1/4 mile away. She gasped and ran to it. When she got there almost every house was on fire. There were men everywhere, either pillaging or killing people.

At this point I vaguely remember my friend telling me that if I see something unpleasant to go back. But I couldn't.

One of the men approached her and demanded the necklace she was wearing. It was an amethyst tied around her neck with a thin black cord. Then it went black and I snapped awake.

I was in an odd trance-like state during all of this. For all I know I dozed off and had a very strange dream.

If I had a spirit that found that much interest in me to stalk me, I think I'd be more flattered than frightened.

No, they look completely different. It was a middle-aged man. And he had light brown hair. The creepy guy looks like he is about 16-18; and his hair is jet black. He is also considerably shorter.



I don't know about that. It sounds like I'd be paying someone to do something I could do myself.




That would be nice.