To start off, I come from a family in Ireland called the
Macknamaras.
We're known for certain "sensitivities" in the area of the
supernatural. 90 percent of my Irish relatives have these "gifts".
From a young age I have been fascinated with ghosts and all other
varieties of paranormal phenomenon. I sadly didn't show any of the
traits that the mediums in our family did. Till age ten that is.
When
my parents and I visited Europe we decided to go on a ghost tour.
London is an old place. The first thing that happened wasn't all that
remarkable, just the tour guide stopped at an old house. He explained
that no one had ever been able to live there because it was so
haunted. I whispered to my Dad "That's not true! There's a little old
lady looking down at me from the second floor. She looks grumpy
though, she's frowning at me." My Dad was a little stricken looking
as he whispered to me "What lady?" I looked around the group but no
one else had spotted the house's grim tenant. I brushed it off as a
odd speck of dirt on the window that looked weird in the light. But
the next event decided my fate as a true medium.
We went to this
courtyard where there was this bronze statue of a cat named Hodges.
Legend has it that the cat was trampled by a horse drawn carriage.
Ever since the accident Hodges haunts that square. Not so exciting.
But in the square there are also the oldest gas lamps in London. The
guide turned our attention to those and I burst out laughing! My Dad
asked what was so funny and I told him about the cat that was sitting
right on top of the gas lamp, identical to the statue of hodges in
the centre of the courtyard. My dad was confused as I narrated
the "cat's" progress. "Look now it's sliding down the pole, and there
it goes across the courtyard, why do you look so confused, Dad? It's
still going and.......Hey where'd it go?" The group around me was
still focused on the pole, except for my Dad who looked really pale.
I thought it was some planned gag, but no one else had seemed to
notice the feline that had just vanished among their midst.
Ever
since that night I've been a regular old medium (tee-hee!).
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