| Supernatural Non-Fiction posted June 12, 2024 |
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A true story about attending a seance
The Seance
by Brenda Strauser
My neighbor, Maryann, invited me to a seance, where people meet together to contact the dead.
Maryann dabbled in the occult. She had an aura about her ; not good, but evil.
When she opened the door, her piercing eyes made my skin crawl. We sat at a table and locked hands. I wanted to contact Kim, an old friend.
Maryann mumbled, "Kim, we need to talk to you. Give us a sign when you are here."
I saw the curtains slowly open! I thought I was seeing things. My hands started to shake and I bolted out the door.
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My neighbor, Maryann, invited me to a seance, where people meet together to contact the dead.
Maryann dabbled in the occult. She had an aura about her ; not good, but evil.
When she opened the door, her piercing eyes made my skin crawl. We sat at a table and locked hands. I wanted to contact Kim, an old friend.
Maryann mumbled, "Kim, we need to talk to you. Give us a sign when you are here."
I saw the curtains slowly open! I thought I was seeing things. My hands started to shake and I bolted out the door.
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What happened in this short story is true. When I was 13, I went to this seance. I don't believe in ghosts. I'm not sure what caused the curtains to move that night, but I'm never going to a seance again. It was hard writing this with only 100 words.
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and 2 member cents. What happened in this short story is true. When I was 13, I went to this seance. I don't believe in ghosts. I'm not sure what caused the curtains to move that night, but I'm never going to a seance again. It was hard writing this with only 100 words.
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