Were they real???
#16
Posted 31 March 2006 - 09:48 PM
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#17
Posted 31 March 2006 - 10:16 PM
#18
Posted 02 April 2006 - 07:49 PM
"confessed" some things. I was 4 1/2 years old when we moved into our 150 year old victorian style home in a small town in MA. I don't remember, but my mother said that I used to want to always be alone in my room and would spent hours and hours in there playing with my dollhouse. She said at first she really did not check on me often because she knew I was safe, but after a while she got concerned and and was eavesdropping and peeking in on me alot. She said she kept hearing me talk and talk away, as if I was having a conversation with someone and finally she actually thought someone was in the room with me. She entered the room and found just me. She asked me who I was talking to and I said "The man in my room". She asked where he was and I said "He just left, he only comes out when I am here alone" and then she asked who he was and I said "He said he used to live here in our house". My mother said she freaked out and went throught the whole house yelling that whatever was there she wanted it to leave and to leave me alone. I don't remember any of that, but it gives me the chills to think I was that little and talking to an "imaginary person"....if "he" was imaginary that is.
#19
Posted 03 April 2006 - 07:27 PM
Part of me was proud that she was sensitive to it and another part worried. lol
#20
Posted 03 April 2006 - 07:36 PM
seakla, on Apr 4 2006, 12:27 AM, said:
Part of me was proud that she was sensitive to it and another part worried. lol
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#21
Posted 08 April 2006 - 06:31 AM
lulaboo, on Apr 1 2006, 03:16 AM, said:
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#22
Posted 08 April 2006 - 03:00 PM
#23
Posted 08 April 2006 - 07:09 PM
I always thought they were the norm to. Growing up I was always suprised when people told me they never saw anything and that I was just weird. Obviously that never discouraged me from believing. Heck, I still believe in fairies!
boo,
I've always and will always believe that children can see, hear and do things that adults can not, simply because they haven't been subversed and discouraged by society yet.
#24
Posted 08 April 2006 - 09:31 PM
lulaboo, on Apr 8 2006, 08:00 PM, said:
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#25
Posted 09 April 2006 - 01:17 PM
Kats, we're both pretty much convinced that it was the same Michael
#26
Posted 09 April 2006 - 04:08 PM
lulaboo, on Apr 9 2006, 02:17 PM, said:
Kats, we're both pretty much convinced that it was the same Michael
I didn't have an imaginary friend when I was little, but we moved to a farm when I was 12 and we had a nice thick half dead tree line all the way around our farm. one day on the east side of the farm, I was eager to help out since I was always a town kid so I volunteered to dig a pond for the geese and ducks to play in...(And me, I was thinking). One day I was out there digging away and adding water to the muddy mess when a young indian man showed up, he was just standing in the trees watching. I asked him who he was and he said, "Jimmy" (at least that's what I called him, now I wonder if it was a indian name or word similar to Jimmy) He wore moccasins (sp?) and no shirt, and indian pants, I told him I really liked them.
At any rate he was about 17 or 18. young man. We had a few adventures in those trees that summer, just playing games, hide and seek and another with a rope with a knot in the end of it, some sort of trap type thing, had to hide it under the leaves and snag the foot of whoever was it. when it started getting colder outside he showed me how to build a fire.
my mom mentioned a few days ago that she remembers a day when she looked out the window and saw me in the trees and there was a little fire in the fallow dirt in the field right beside the tree line but I don't remember her coming out there and she never said she did. I remembered instantly that Jimmy had said he would build it in the dirt because the trees were to dry. I asked her about him but she swears that there wasn't any indian boy friend she ever saw there, just me always playing in the trees she said that my obsession with moccasins began that summer...Gee I wonder why...LOL So I believe now that Jimmy wasn't flesh and blood, though to me he was. And now that I think about him, I miss him.
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Posted 10 April 2006 - 04:56 AM
#28
Posted 10 April 2006 - 10:45 AM
HalloweenPixie, on Apr 10 2006, 05:56 AM, said:
It never even entered my mind that he may not have been a real person until my mom mentioned the little fire in the field. I can't explain the chill I got. I've always held that summer dear, but finding out that my parents never saw Jimmy kinda put a different kind of light on that summer. No matter who or what Jimmy was, I will Always think of him as a real person though, because if Jimmy was a spirit then, He HAD been a Real Person at some time, he's just minus a flesh and blood body now is all.
Edited by DarkPrincess, 10 April 2006 - 10:47 AM.
#29
Posted 10 April 2006 - 03:35 PM
lol true darkprincess. Now, I'm just curious if casper and that boy I saw years ago are the same. Course I'd settle for casper returning my dvd's at this point. I finally got my fork and teapot back.
#30
Posted 11 April 2006 - 01:41 PM
HalloweenPixie, on Apr 10 2006, 04:35 PM, said:
lol true darkprincess. Now, I'm just curious if casper and that boy I saw years ago are the same. Course I'd settle for casper returning my dvd's at this point. I finally got my fork and teapot back.
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