chesheyer
04-14-2002, 08:39 PM
1) When I was a kid I loved to explore the woods and dig for things.
well one day I was in the woods and I noticed to me what looked like
a green metallic balloon by or tied to a tree. So curious as I was
always I decide to go to it. I began walking toward it glancing up
ever so often at it....well about the fifth time I look up, it's
gone. Later that night we got some investigators at the door asking
if we'd seen anything out of normal like UFO'S or the such, being
scared and young I kept my mouth shut.
2) Until I was about 14 I slept with my mom in her room for I seemed
to fear everything. One night I decide, "I can do this, I can sleep
in my room, I have nothing to be scared about," I guess right there I
set myself up for what was to come. I fell asleep alright, but awoke
to drumming, louder and louder this drumming got, in a flash I was
flying down the stars (not literally) louder and louder this drumming
grew, finally when I hit the last step...the noise stopped. Call me
couragious, for the next night, again I say I can do this. Lo and
behold not drumming, but guitar playing, louder and louder and that
last step and it stops. Another time my mom is up at 3:00 am and
yells at me to stop playing guitar, or so she thought. She gives up
yelling for me to stop and decides to go to bed, and guess who is
already asleep in her bed...me. Musical spirits?
well one day I was in the woods and I noticed to me what looked like
a green metallic balloon by or tied to a tree. So curious as I was
always I decide to go to it. I began walking toward it glancing up
ever so often at it....well about the fifth time I look up, it's
gone. Later that night we got some investigators at the door asking
if we'd seen anything out of normal like UFO'S or the such, being
scared and young I kept my mouth shut.
2) Until I was about 14 I slept with my mom in her room for I seemed
to fear everything. One night I decide, "I can do this, I can sleep
in my room, I have nothing to be scared about," I guess right there I
set myself up for what was to come. I fell asleep alright, but awoke
to drumming, louder and louder this drumming got, in a flash I was
flying down the stars (not literally) louder and louder this drumming
grew, finally when I hit the last step...the noise stopped. Call me
couragious, for the next night, again I say I can do this. Lo and
behold not drumming, but guitar playing, louder and louder and that
last step and it stops. Another time my mom is up at 3:00 am and
yells at me to stop playing guitar, or so she thought. She gives up
yelling for me to stop and decides to go to bed, and guess who is
already asleep in her bed...me. Musical spirits?