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Thu, 21 Apr 2011
Heat pattern Abandoned Home with Baby in Window

Posted by adessa at 00:01 EDT
Updated: Fri, 11 Oct 2013 08:14 EDT
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Wed, 20 Apr 2011
Ghost Baby in the Window of Vacant Home

Posted by adessa at 00:01 EDT
Updated: Fri, 11 Oct 2013 08:15 EDT
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Sat, 23 Jan 2010

Arriving home from work and greeted by a husband who looked seriously at me and said, “Before you go in the house and see what happened I need to ask you something.  “How much did that little ceramic angel mean to you?”

“No sentimental value” I said and asked, “Why, did the cat walk across the bookshelf and knock it off?”

Hesitating he said, “No….  it broke when the ceiling panel fell on it”

“Why did the ceiling panel fall?” I asked.

“It was bulging from all the water on top of it and fell when it got too heavy”.

“Why was there all that water in the ceiling?” I said.

“It was when the sink upstairs blew up” 

“….and the sink blew up why ……”

“I was fixing that annoying drip.  The faucets are made of stupid plastic parts now.  The parts blew off straight up to the kitchen ceiling and water rained down all over the kitchen”

“Well”, I said,  “I guess I’m really lucky the little angel was the only loss”

“No”, he said,  “You’re really lucky because your kitchen got cleaned from the ceiling to the floor”

Posted by adessa at 00:01 EST
Updated: Sat, 6 Oct 2018 13:36 EDT
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Tue, 20 Mar 2007
Hidden Turret
I was walking in the cleaned basement of a huge old home. It was the same home on the same property I always dream about. There were many family members outside having a picnic. I went up to the first floor. There were a maze of stairways in this home. I had studied the house from all angles. The dimensions made no sense. There were hidden rooms somewhere. I’d take my camera and ask to shoot some photos around the house and look for the hidden doorways. I asked my Aunt, “Aunt….” My voice was inaudible. I know I said Shirley because that is my only Aunt but the lady I was speaking to wasn’t her. I got permission to tour the house. I took about 12 photos. The rooms were gorgeous but most had guests talking in the rooms. I didn’t think the entrance to the hidden room was off the parlor. I went to the second floor. There were 4 bedrooms and 2 bathrooms. One bedroom was done in red, white and pink. I stood for a while and watched the curtains blow in the open window and got my bearings with the outside footprint of the house. I knew I was close to the doorway to a wing of the house that contained the bedroom with the round turret. Something very strong draws me to this home. I feel so sure I was just physically there I ran to check my camera for photos when I awoke.

Posted by adessa at 20:48 EDT
Updated: Fri, 8 Jul 2011 16:46 EDT
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