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Saturday, October 13, 2018

I Dare You to Write a Halloween Story: Part 1

I challenged the authors in our Facebook group to write their own unique story by continuing after the paragraph I posted.
~Erika M Szabo

The first paragraph of the story:
John enjoyed the quiet evening with Mandy, his wife, and with his loyal dog, Honeydew, after the Trick or Treater children stopped knocking on the door demanding candy. Mandy fell asleep on the sofa and the golden retriever was dreaming on her pillow close to the crackling fire about something that made her kick and grunt in her sleep. John put another log in the fireplace and sat back on his rocking chair thinking about Hallows' Eve when the barrier between our world and the world of ghosts and spirits is thin. Anything could happen tonight, he thought closing his eyes. Suddenly, he heard Honeydew's soft growl. John looked at his dog and a chill shot through him. The dog stared at the dark corner with fright in her brown eyes, whimpered and moved closer to John’s chair putting her large head on his master’s lap.

My Halloween story:

“What’s wrong, Honeydew?” John asked patting the dog’s head and turned his head to look at the dark corner.

John jumped up in fright when he saw an eerie, shadowy figure. The dog growled as the smoky figure lingered in the corner.

“What do you want? Leave her alone!” John yelled as he reached Mandy with a few long strides and cuddled her in his arms.
Honeydew continued growling and barked loudly as she positioned herself between the shimmering figure and the people she loved most. The ghostly figure didn’t move, it hovered above the floor.
John keeping an eye on the ghostly figure shook his wife, "Mandy, wake up!"
Mandy's head lolled from side to side as John shook her and a deep moan escaped her lips. Her eyes remained closed and when John moved her, her arms limply fell to her side.
Something is wrong, something is very wrong. Frantic thoughts ran through John's mind. He reached for the phone and dialed 911 while still tried to shake Mandy awake.
Honeydew whimpered and moved closer to John and when he looked up, the ghostly figure was gone. He heard the ambulance pulling up the driveway. He turned Mandy on her side and rushed to open the door.
The paramedic checked Mandy's vital signs and asked John about her medical history while checking Mandy's blood sugar. "Oh, boy! Her sugar level is so low, no wonder you couldn't wake her up!" he said as he administered glucose.
A few minutes later Mandy opened her eyes and looked around feeling confused and tired, "What happened?" she asked.
"Your sugar level dropped and you passed out. You're okay now, thanks to the ghost who warned me to check on you."
"A ghost?" Mandy asked while stared at the dark corner wide-eyed and shivered as she remembered looking down from above in her dream. She recalled hearing Honeydew's whimper and John's frantic shouting, and then she woke up.

Spooky enough? Read Toi's story Sunday, the 14th

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Ruth de Jauregui via Google+

3 months ago - Shared publicly

Erika M. Szabo uses an #OurAuthorGang prompt to write a fantastic short story, just in time for Halloween. Stop by and check out her little tale! It's GREAT!

Ruth de Jauregui

3 months ago - Shared publicly

Oh that was great! Thank you Erika!

Toi Thomas

3 months ago - Shared publicly

Whoa! This is so good. Was she or wasn't she caling from beyond, not ready to let go. I love it. Kudos Erika.

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Erika M Szabo

3 months ago

Thanks Toi :)

Tricia Drammeh

3 months ago - Shared publicly

I love this! Great story!

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Erika M Szabo

3 months ago

Thanks :)

Cindy Smith shared this via Google+

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Cindy Smith

3 months ago - Shared publicly

Love it!

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Erika M Szabo

3 months ago

Thanks :)

Erika M Szabo via Google+

3 months ago - Shared publicly

Was it a ghost or something else?

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Lorraine Carey

3 months ago - Shared publicly

You've got me in on this one. Can't wait for Toi's addition to the story tomorrow! Love a good ghost story!

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Erika M Szabo

3 months ago

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Glad I did :)

Lorraine Carey

3 months ago

+Erika M Szabo Me too. I would have joined in but timing was just not good now. Best of luck to you. x

Friday, September 28, 2018

Spirit Visitations #OurAuthorGang

Spirit Visitations by Lorraine Carey

Many have witnessed what they claim to believe are the spirits of their deceased loved ones making a visit. And it doesn’t have to be in the form of a ghost. A spirit can make a connection as a poltergeist, odor, noise, feeling or visitations in dreams. It’s not just during a dark, stormy night that brings out the best of them; however, weather does play a factor in aiding a spirit to travel. Some even believe that a spirit can take the form of a Nomad, which goes back to ancient Inuit legends.

Energy cannot be created nor destroyed. Energy can, however, be transferred from one place to another and from one form to another. Weather is caused by a transfer of energy. The earth is constantly keeping a balance between the solar radiation energy coming through the atmosphere from the sun, and what is bouncing off the earth and back into space. If paranormal entities use energy to manifest, then it seems reasonable to believe that fluctuations in weather conditions could possibly affect the level of paranormal activity at a location.

No matter what form a spirit decides to take to pay us a visit, I will share with you one account I had shortly after the death of my parents.

October of 2009 had been a tragic time for me with the death of both of my beloved parents. My mother had preceded my father in death by three weeks. You just had to know this couple to see how much they were in love. Those who knew them called them ‘Lovebirds’. They were joined at the hip and were soul mates for sure. My father depended on my mother for everything. We hear often that one cannot live without the other and how in many cases one partner will pass shortly after their mate dies.

It was late one night about three weeks after my parents’ passing, and my husband and I were living in a small development in Irvine, California. It was one of those complexes with cookie cutter condos. Our bedroom was upstairs. I loved having the window open with the wonderful breeze that autumn provided in Southern California.

For some reason, I was quite restless and could hear voices coming from outside. I glanced at the clock to see it was 3 a.m. I peered out the window to see an elderly couple walking down the sidewalk by our house. They were holding hands and I could only catch a glimpse of them from the back as they passed by. The moonlight shed just enough light that I could see they were elderly, possibly in their late seventies or early eighties. Their gait was slow but steady. I wondered just what the heck they were doing out at this hour in the morning? My eyes followed them as they strolled along the front sidewalk of our condo, around the curve down the street and down a path that led to another set of condos. At that point, they just disappeared into thin air! I mean they were like, poof— they’re gone! I woke my husband to tell him. He said maybe this couple just wanted a walk. Knowing what I know, and my beliefs, my instincts told me otherwise. Our development was mostly all young couples and I knew who lived where with the condos tucked in so close together. I had never seen an elderly couple the four years we lived there.

After it had all sunk in I began to try to rationalize this whole mysterious event. Was it my parents I saw or another apparition? It was just too odd. I even walked over to the next street the following day and entered the walkway they had entered the night before. I watched for several days and never once did I see an elderly couple enter or exit that area.

I would rise for the next few nights and look out the window in hopes of seeing a replay. Nothing. I somehow knew deep down that I’d had a glimpse of my parents, the lovebirds that night, still holding hands and together.

I am a paranormal enthusiast and most of my novels are paranormal thrillers. You can find my books here on Amazon~

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Toi Thomas

4 months ago - Shared publicly

What a sweet and personal story. I like the idea of energy and spirits transferring. I can see how this idea and experience could inspire many of your books.

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Lorraine Carey

4 months ago

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Thank you, Toi. I just knew they had to be my folks. Everything in my heart told me so.

Toi Thomas via Google+

4 months ago - Shared publicly

Today, Lorraine Kolmacic Carey shares insights into spirit visitations and the endurance of true love. #OurAuthorGang

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Lorraine Carey

4 months ago

Thanks for the support here, Toi. xx

Joe Bonadonna via Google+

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#OurAuthorGang for today features Lorraine Kolmacic Carey, who talks more about spirit visitations, enduring love, and the paranormal.

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Mystic Investigations

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A persons consciousness may sub-consciously send forth a message to those who have passed on. For a moment you may catch a glimpse of them in our reality even if they're in Heaven. Everything occupies the same space. The only thing that separates us is the frequency at which we vibrate. For a time you're compelling their frequencies to match that of our Universe.