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A Paranormal Experience
She called me up quite distressed, asked if I could please help her grand daughter was afraid to sleep in her room because of a ghost I told her I did mostly readings, that clearings were not my thing but she insisted I was the one to remove it, so I packed a bag and went... The night before I was to go there, I dreamed of a sewing room as I arrived at the house I was ushered upstairs, indeed I was right I felt the spirit of a young boy and I heard sniffling sounds from Audela Telling him gently, this is not your home anymore, I waited for his reply That is when the banging and the knocking started. The wood door shook from the pummeling and we took a few steps back. I used my manifesting crystal to pierce the fear he was experiencing. He had never been asked to leave before and the idea of being set free scared him. I realized that his mom used to lock him up in that room every time he was bad. So he kept going back to his bedroom but it was no longer his. I explained that this was no longer his room and he needed to leave the sewing room and house. When he finally did leave a strong wind blew in and ruffled our hair. I gasped when he went right through me, Then all was quite once again. The house was cleared and the child slept safely in her bed again.
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