Good and Bad Is All Around Us

Well I am a person with gifts that mainly come and go but the spirits and angels stay with me, but the most evil I have had to deal with comes as I got older. I have always been able to see, feel, and sense them around me. I mostly can see them out of the corner of my eyes. Well anyway there is this house off of 49 north outside of Jackson MS. My friends were staying at it. It was built back in the 1800s by a preacher. They say he went to town with his horse and buggy almost every day to get the wood to build this house and it took him right around three years. I went to stay with them and my room was this long attic. I could feel the presence at the time, I was not sure but it felt a lot like uneasiness and spookiness. Well anyway when you walk up these stairs on the front porch and in the door my door to the attic is right in front you, go up the long stairs which leads to one end of the attic, but there was a bunch of stuff there and clear out the other end take a right and go past the staircase and there's my bed and two windows. I always keep lots of angels and Jesus with me in pictures and stuff and I got them out and put them all over the end I was sleeping on. Well the more I was going up and down the stairs the more I was feeling the presence of people, not a person but people, and it was late one night when I awoke to go to the bathroom. I could feel evil, and the sounds I was hearing were almost unexplainable. I started praying for the angels to surround me now because I really needed to go. I went to go past the stairs and felt somebody's hand touch my back. I looked back. Nothing was there. So I started to go down the stairs and felt like somebody was trying to push me down. I went back to praying faster and the hand left. As I went on around to the bathroom I was really freaking out cause no matter how much you’ve been through you can still get scared. I really was scared to go back up so I stayed down for a few minutes longer, but me, I am the type who has to know what is going on so I went back. I knew they were there. I could feel them. Talk about the creepy feelings. I got past the stairway fast to my bed. I fixed it where they could not harm me on this end no evil could mess with me here. Well in this attic there was a bunch of little doors down each side with wood locks and that night I had a dream that they had slaves which I found out later was true. Who ever was locking these slaves up in the rooms I do not no. All I no is the sounds I was hearing were not pleasant.

This was a lot of acres with about three hundred pecan trees on it. We had a lot of pecan pies when we were there. My best friend’s daughter slept downstairs on the backside of the house right past where you go to the cellar. Well one night her parents went to church and we stayed. Her parents did not believe what we were telling them. We were on the couch watching TV when Sonya said Shirley said, “who’s that lady cooking?” A pad lock is on the backdoor and we were by the front. We were both sitting where we could see the kitchen and it was weird, I could smell cooking. She couldn’t but yet she could see the lady cooking and I could not. She said she had seen her there for about ten minutes one night. A few nights later it was late and I went to the bathroom and noticed Sonya wiggling around. I asked her, “you awake?” and she jumped. “I was hoping somebody would come in here,” she said “did you see it?” I said, “what the fire.” I said, “what fire?” It was cold so we had the gas heaters on and she said some noise woke her up and she looked up and this ball of fire shaped like a baseball came out of the fire. It just floated there for a min or two and then just came at her really fast. She hid under the covers and then I walk in. That is just one of the things that has happened in my life but I gotta go for now. Thank you all. mysteriouslady 1959