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Post by mariessad on Jul 11, 2016 0:56:49 GMT
I'm not personally sensitive to spirits but I had one experience when I was eighteen. We were visiting a friend who had a huge old Victorian in the Twin Cities for a special choir retreat and people were piled from pillar to post. Naturally, young people got the attic. I was in that half-awake state when it felt like something sat on my cot and the woman simply said "You know, I'm dead." Then I woke up.
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