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Spirits come

Spirits go

on the loose and in the know

They know they scare you

So they put on a show

Some get restless with nowhere to go

They can’t leave you for they don’t know how

You see their glow but it’s not because they’re happy

They’re just here to let you know, that they won’t let you go

They hang on tight to what little they have

They don’t mean to hurt you, there just isn’t any other way

So learn to live with it or be on your way,

Because the spirits are here to stay

That just wouldn’t have it any other way

Spirits here at the beginning and ending of each and every day

Spirits just seem to get in my way

So I have them blessed hoping to send them packing far away

Now may I rest for the rest of the day

Now that the spirits are on their way?

Copyright 2014 Spirits© – Felina Silver Robinson

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5) Real Ghosts Haunted Lives, True Ghost Stories Episode 3 Paranormal Documentary


Why must you follow me?

This morning I finished my shower

As I dried my legs upon the rim of the bath tub

I saw the shower curtain moving as if the window was ajar

But of course the window was sealed shut

I slowly moved the curtain

Of course I saw nothing

Again the curtain moved

But this time the room had a chill

and the chill got colder

I called asking “who’s here, how can I help you”

Of course no one answered

But then something fell from the shower wall

The bang was so loud I jumped

I wanted nothing more but to leave the room

But something made me stay

What it was I do not know

I do know that was it

I was out of there even unclothed

I grabbed my clothes and ran

Ran into another room

Where the sounds hopefully wouldn’t follow me

Suddenly I’m free no longer followed by the noise

ghost in the bathroom


Why must you follow me?

Written by Felina Silver Robinson

November 7, 2013


Chris ‘Knight Guider’ Date, British Psychic, Accused Of Planting Fake Spirit During Ghost Tour

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We were sitting around the table after burying my then 2 year old sons father. My son was sad because he hadn’t received his daily call for 5 straight days. Every day like clock work he would get that call at 5:30pm. He didn’t appear to know what I happened. He was so young and I was having trouble finding the words to tell him his father was never coming back. I was having my own battle with the reality that was in front of me. We all sat about the table reflecting upon happier times. My son sat off in the corner playing with his plastic phone when we all heard of phone ring. It wasn’t the house phone. It wasn’t a cell phone. It sounded like a toy phone. Cold it really be that my sons phone was ringing. No matter what I thought I heard, the reality was, that there was a light blue, plastic toy phone being squeezed by a two year old. He normally was the one making calls, not ever receiving one. Well on this day his toy phone received its first call. My son just satires at it afraid what might happen if he answered it. He decided he had to answer it, so he held the phone to his ear. You could see his face turn from a bright red to a deep pale shade. He started crying. He threw the phone across the room. The phone continued to wring. He was screaming and crying so hard, I had choice but to go and pick up the phone. I didn’t listen, I just started talking. I spoke to my deceased husband and said “honey, I know you miss your son, but he is just a baby and you’re scaring him. You must let him be and let him gol. Promise me you will stop for hem. He is too young to understand all that’s happened. I hung up the phone and sat back down at the table. I asked my so to come sit on my lap. He looked up at me and started to scream and yell again. My adopted grandmother looked over at my son and said that my husbands Ora was lingering behind me and that my husband was afraid to come near me. I had to stop again and ask my husband to leave us all. I told him that we all loved him and missed him very much, but that our son wasn’t old enough to deal with any of this. I begged him to go and give us all peace. After a good 20 minutes, the room fell quiet. It was really cold for a couple of minutes, then really hot, then it was suddenly as it was meant to be. My son came over and jumped up in my lap and layed his head on my shoulder and said, “Daddy won’t be calling anymore mommy.” I replied, “No he won’t sweetie”. My son fell asleep right there on my shoulder.