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 Posted: Tue Feb 27, 2007 10:05 pm
Dwayna DragonFire I always had the dream to become a witch, and when I found out that they were real, it was like a dream come true. They were much different than I thought they would be... They were even better than I had dreamed. whee heart That's how it was with me too. When I was younger, every halloween I would dress up as a witch (not one of those old ugly ones from the movie). I use to think about how awesome it would if witches are real. I was so excited when I found out they were real. But I'll admit that I was a little disappointed to find out that there weren't any witches like the kind on Sabrina the teenage witch or in Harry Potter, where you can just point at something and something will happen, you know?
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Posted: Tue Feb 27, 2007 10:29 pm
dark_angel_32189 But I'll admit that I was a little disappointed to find out that there weren't any witches like the kind on Sabrina the teenage witch or in Harry Potter, where you can just point at something and something will happen, you know? I know!! I'll bet there used to be witches like that...they just all hid away and didn't give anyone a copy of their spells.... crying
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Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 6:31 pm
MeakoSneezes dark_angel_32189 But I'll admit that I was a little disappointed to find out that there weren't any witches like the kind on Sabrina the teenage witch or in Harry Potter, where you can just point at something and something will happen, you know? I know!! I'll bet there used to be witches like that...they just all hid away and didn't give anyone a copy of their spells.... crying Even if there are witches like that, the effects that they could do on people would be very limited since it takes time to call up a lot of magical energy.
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Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 6:50 pm
Wow, I have so many stories about my life that are strange. I'll just start with when I was a child. When I was little I always knew I was a little different from the others. My sister was as well. We both could see and hear things others couldn't. For example on Christmas we both saw a shadow of a cat tail on the wall. Only the tail, not the rest of the cat. We looked around for what was causing it but we couldn't find it. A month later our cat died, and ever since then we had thought of it as some sort of omen. Another time I heard a man calling his dog when I was in my room.
Unlike my sister, however, I was very interested in witches and the craft. In the second grade, in music class we were playing a game that had to do with a wish that we had. When other kids wished they had nice shoes, wished they could play baseball really well, I wished that I could be a witch. Once the teacher found out she laughed, but odd enough I wasn't ashamed, it is what I really wanted. Who would have known that I would actually become one.
This brings me to my most recent story of me and my two close friends. It all started when me and Carla went to the graveyard to tend to the graves. I normally do this and she had wanted to come along. Night had come upon us and I asked her that if before we went if she wanted to see the Jesus stachue that we had visited earlier. She agreed and we went to go see it. As we were walking up and we both stopped suddenly. Something was very different from before. The stachue was much smaller, slightly hunched, and looked like it was wearing a dark hood that masked his whole face. We both looked at it and it started to move its arms slowly. Carla suddenly turned around and ran, I followed her and we got back into the car. Later curiosity got the best of us and we returned once more but with our friend Tabbatha and a tape recorder. We started in the crypt and we waited for night to fall. As we were waiting Tabbatha started recording and pulled out her ipod so we could listen to music. Once night fell again we went to the stachue, this time in my car. I parked the car and looked to Tabbatha. Her eyes were looking out the window, "There is something out there." she stated. Carla was looking too. I turned around but couldn't see anything. Suddenly there was a knock on the window and no one was there. Panicked I tried to start the car but it wouldn't move. I quickly muttered something and the car roared back into life and we left.
Later when we were reviewing the tape we found some EVPs. When Tabbatha had pulled out her ipod she said 'hey I got music!' and there was a wispery voice that said 'Music!' then later 'It broke me..'. Through out the tape while we were talking he or she would be shushing us so they could listen to the music.
And thoughts are just the few weird things that have happened to me.
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Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 7:52 pm
golden_dove Wow, I have so many stories about my life that are strange. I'll just start with when I was a child. When I was little I always knew I was a little different from the others. My sister was as well. We both could see and hear things others couldn't. For example on Christmas we both saw a shadow of a cat tail on the wall. Only the tail, not the rest of the cat. We looked around for what was causing it but we couldn't find it. A month later our cat died, and ever since then we had thought of it as some sort of omen. Another time I heard a man calling his dog when I was in my room. Unlike my sister, however, I was very interested in witches and the craft. In the second grade, in music class we were playing a game that had to do with a wish that we had. When other kids wished they had nice shoes, wished they could play baseball really well, I wished that I could be a witch. Once the teacher found out she laughed, but odd enough I wasn't ashamed, it is what I really wanted. Who would have known that I would actually become one. This brings me to my most recent story of me and my two close friends. It all started when me and Carla went to the graveyard to tend to the graves. I normally do this and she had wanted to come along. Night had come upon us and I asked her that if before we went if she wanted to see the Jesus stachue that we had visited earlier. She agreed and we went to go see it. As we were walking up and we both stopped suddenly. Something was very different from before. The stachue was much smaller, slightly hunched, and looked like it was wearing a dark hood that masked his whole face. We both looked at it and it started to move its arms slowly. Carla suddenly turned around and ran, I followed her and we got back into the car. Later curiosity got the best of us and we returned once more but with our friend Tabbatha and a tape recorder. We started in the crypt and we waited for night to fall. As we were waiting Tabbatha started recording and pulled out her ipod so we could listen to music. Once night fell again we went to the stachue, this time in my car. I parked the car and looked to Tabbatha. Her eyes were looking out the window, "There is something out there." she stated. Carla was looking too. I turned around but couldn't see anything. Suddenly there was a knock on the window and no one was there. Panicked I tried to start the car but it wouldn't move. I quickly muttered something and the car roared back into life and we left. Later when we were reviewing the tape we found some EVPs. When Tabbatha had pulled out her ipod she said 'hey I got music!' and there was a wispery voice that said 'Music!' then later 'It broke me..'. Through out the tape while we were talking he or she would be shushing us so they could listen to the music. And thoughts are just the few weird things that have happened to me. That's so cool...and creepy. But also kind of sad. You should play your radio for the poor guy.
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2007 2:37 pm
That ghost sure liked your music (and impersonating Jesus statues too XD)
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2007 5:57 pm
Yes, after we heard that we decided that we would try to come again and play music for him/her. If you think about it the dead there probably don't hear it too often.
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2007 8:40 pm
golden_dove Yes, after we heard that we decided that we would try to come again and play music for him/her. If you think about it the dead there probably don't hear it too often. Poor poor dead people. crying
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 2:57 pm
MeakoSneezes golden_dove Yes, after we heard that we decided that we would try to come again and play music for him/her. If you think about it the dead there probably don't hear it too often. Poor poor dead people. crying I know, I can only imagine how much it must suck.
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2007 10:38 am
MeakoSneezes dark_angel_32189 But I'll admit that I was a little disappointed to find out that there weren't any witches like the kind on Sabrina the teenage witch or in Harry Potter, where you can just point at something and something will happen, you know? I know!! I'll bet there used to be witches like that...they just all hid away and didn't give anyone a copy of their spells.... crying
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Posted: Tue Mar 06, 2007 9:07 pm
Lunaki3 MeakoSneezes dark_angel_32189 But I'll admit that I was a little disappointed to find out that there weren't any witches like the kind on Sabrina the teenage witch or in Harry Potter, where you can just point at something and something will happen, you know? I know!! I'll bet there used to be witches like that...they just all hid away and didn't give anyone a copy of their spells.... crying Even if there are witches like that, the effects that they could do on people would be very limited since it takes time to call up a lot of magical energy. Agreed, even though I did have a very vivid dream of flying on a boom stick it would take alot of energy to even get it a little bit off the ground. Hell, most of the time I get worn out if I call the wind or do several spells back to back.
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Posted: Thu Mar 15, 2007 4:54 pm
golden_dove Lunaki3 MeakoSneezes dark_angel_32189 But I'll admit that I was a little disappointed to find out that there weren't any witches like the kind on Sabrina the teenage witch or in Harry Potter, where you can just point at something and something will happen, you know? I know!! I'll bet there used to be witches like that...they just all hid away and didn't give anyone a copy of their spells.... crying Even if there are witches like that, the effects that they could do on people would be very limited since it takes time to call up a lot of magical energy. Agreed, even though I did have a very vivid dream of flying on a boom stick it would take alot of energy to even get it a little bit off the ground. Hell, most of the time I get worn out if I call the wind or do several spells back to back. Yeah, I know. But it'd be so cool!!! I've always wanted to fly. When I go to bed at night, I'll listen to some music. Sometimes I'll astral project outside my house and just soar up to the skies...there's lots of sparkles and light involved. I sometimes even divebomb ^_^ I don't do spells so much as manipulate my energy and sometimes bug others...it's kinda bad, but it's not like I'm maiming them. I just try and tickle them and stuff.
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Posted: Thu Mar 15, 2007 8:37 pm
I also use my energy more than I use my spells. Like today I put energy into my arm because I scratched it on something. I also use my energy for circles. When I get mad my energy level raises and I have to be very careful not to direct it to anything.
Spells are also difficult to do since I have to hide it from my mom.
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Posted: Thu Mar 15, 2007 9:40 pm
Lunaki3 I also use my energy more than I use my spells. Like today I put energy into my arm because I scratched it on something. I also use my energy for circles. When I get mad my energy level raises and I have to be very careful not to direct it to anything. Spells are also difficult to do since I have to hide it from my mom. Oh I hate that! I have to hide it from my dad, but thankfully he lives on the other side of the country. I have to basically lie to him. I really don't like my dad, but I just hate lying in general. I hate hiding. Spells are just too complicated most of the time. It's kind of hard to not pass my feelings to others because I have such a large aura that it's hard to hide anything. I get really depressed when I try to contain my aura. So I just gave up trying to hide. If anyone wants to pick a fight, I just need to learn how to defend myself.
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Posted: Fri Mar 16, 2007 3:47 pm
I notice major weather changes now that I'm more 'in tune', I suppose. I also feel as if I can subtly effect weather or my own body to adjust to certain weather conditions..
For instance, when I used to have to walk awhile home from school, and it was really windy and I was cold, usually within a couple seconds of walking and concentrating, I felt the wind die down quite a bit.. Now weather that was just adjusting myself or anything is beyond me, but it's still a pretty nifty trick when it's windy, raining, snowing, etc.
I've noticed strange things with candles and things moving in my room, I see ghosts and spirits more.. and I believe they 'contact' me more, via moving my stuff around, etc, now that I feel more 'in tune' with everything.
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