Panama City Beach, FLA

I had a pretty dysfunctional life growing up. The first seven year's of my life as a child were fairly normal, or at least seemed to be. My Father was a successful buisiness owner, he owned his own painting business. My Mother was a stay at home housewife but she still worked out of bordem and also had her own little business breeding and selling poodles.  My parent's did well for themselves and I never went without. I had more toy's than I ever knew what to do with, and even though I was somewhat of a spoiled child, I was always well behaved and never caused any trouble. Unfortunately, this seemingly perfect life wouldn't last very long. By the time I was seven year's old, my biological Father was being sent to prison. 

I was really young and didn't understand fully, at the time, what he had done. Before everything he had done come to light, I would have considered myself a "Daddy's girl" my Dad taught me how to roller skate and to ride a bike, he would sit down with me after working all day and play video games with me, I loved video games from a very young age they were my passion. My Dad really was my hero. On the outside, he appeared normal even likeable and in his younger year's he was a very attractive man. He and my Mother were together for a very long time before I was ever even a thought in their minds.

This all forced me to grow up a lot quicker than I should of had to. Understandably, this all sent my Mother down a spiraling decline of depression, drug abuse, and a long fight with mental health. She had spent the better part of a decade with a man who not only destroyed her life, but the lives of her children, and so many more right under her nose and she never even knew it, until it was far too late. 

If you read my last blog entry then you are aware I left off at the age of nine, when my Mother was married to her second husband, M.T. and we lived in Falling Waters, WV. where I encountered my first paranormal experience with what I believe to be a spirit. We are going to fastfoward in time to when I was fourteen year's old. At this point in time five year's had passed and SO much shit had taken place it is hard for me to put it all in a correct time line and order of which it all happened. But what is important for me to note here is that by this point in time I had been out of public school for almost 2 year's. Living in and out of hotel room's, moving from place to place, dysfunctional just isn't a strong enough word for the shit show that was my life. I was being drug around from place to place by my Mother and her husband M.T. it was a lonely existence and a maddening one.

Among the chaos, I did have a saving grace. Even though I had to find comfort in my solitude I was able to make a few life long friend's along the way. For privacy reason's we will call him, A.B. and fortunately for me a select few friend's have been present during some of the more strange and questionable occurances of my life. I was living in a two bedroom apartment at the time that was barely furnished with my parent's and a cat that I had named, Talon. He was a white and orange stripped tabby cat that had been given to me by a lady and her daughter who lived in the apartment complex with us. His original name was Penut Butter but I refused for that poor cat's name to remain the same. I digress, apologies. Anyhow, my fourteenth birthday was approaching and for my birthday A.B. traveled from Largo, FL to see me and celebrate my birthday with me. We had known each other for two year's and we were by all means the best of friend's. He was privvy to the chaos of my life and I to his. 

The thing about A.B. is he had always told me from time to time that he was sensitive to certain thing's. Even though I had my one experience, I was still very skeptical of it all and never gave it much thought. Oh boy, how that would change...

The night of my fourteenth birthday, I would have my second paranormal experience. This one was a lot different from the first. Instead of something being scared by my presence and running away from me, this one wanted it's presence known. A.B. and I were sitting in my room playing video games, I can still remember what we were playing: Final Fantasy X. I should probably note that my bedroom door's were bi-fold door's so, Talon could easily open them when he wanted to, to get into the living room. While A.B. and I were sitting there chatting and playing video games, Talon start's to meow really loudly and begin's acting really strange. A.B. and I just kind of look at each other confused because Talon had never acted like this before. Well, Talon basically starts meowing frantically and opens my bi-fold door's and head's into the living room, so naturally both A.B. and I get up and go to follow him.  

When we walked into the living room, even though it was empty and void of pretty much anything besides a few pieces of furniture and a cat tree, it felt extremely heavy and full. Like a crowd of people were standing in there, the energy you could feel was like nothing I can even begin to describe. It was like walking into a sauna filled with static electricity? The first thing A.B. says to me is "Can you feel that?!" and you guy's my heart dropped, I was scared as hell. I replied "Yes, I can. What the hell is it?!" I just remember running back to my room. I refused to go back out into the living room. I didn't know what to think or how to feel other than scared because what just happened wasn't normal and feeling something so intense like that is beyond comprehension. It was amazing but it was also terrifying. A.B. eventually just came back to my room with me, we sat in silence for a bit and oddly enough we never spoke much about it afterwards. But the truth is, it was only just the very beginning, the early stages of a lot more to come for me. And I can tell you, that now at this point in time I am thirty-one year's old and this experience is a cake walk compared to a lot of other's I still have yet to share.