#Clairvoyance #Samhuinn #Paranormal #Storytime #MyDiaries
Transcripts of my recording on my killed sister, Natherine...
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... being part 1 of my Samhuinn story time from Winter in Australia, from 2018, ‘My sisters warning to my mother at Edward terrace in Adelaide’. I have included a photo of the property above. From chapter 'My Diaries'
Good evening everybody and happy Samhain in Australia. This is going to be the start of a few vlogs that I'm doing. I'm just going to hold my salt candle whilst I talk on my four poster bed A start of a little vlog series of some experiences I've had what people would call the paranormal or what I would call a normal because it's something I've had to deal with all my life since childhood. I'm going to cover different stories and different experiences I've had. Starting with my sister Natherine, she was murdered when she was a child, murdered by my mother and it’s something I didn’t remember until later on in life. When I looked into deaths births marriages, her certificate actually said that she died in 1979 at birth. But I remember her awake in her crib as a babe. Later in life I then recalled the memory of mother's smothering her with a pillow in her long white night gown. So she was definitely murdered – not born premature. But my family is a little bit well to do regarding certain positions including within UK and Spanish government, so a cover-up would be easy. As example my brother wasn't born in Spain and you have to be born in Spain to have a Spanish passport. He was born in Australia yet he got a Spanish passport.
From what I've seen of Natherine is that she looks exactly like me, like I’m looking into a mirror except her hair was darker brown unlike my carrot hair as a babe that went auburn. Anyone seeing her used to actually think it was me when it wasn’t me like I'd be in the other room or something like that. Such happenings have put a strain on relationships or even just social settings because it freaks people out. Anyway so my first interaction that I distinctly remember was I was living in Edward street (I thought it was Euston terrace which is another suburb I use to live in) in Adelaide. It was just off West Terrace Cemetery and a blue stone cottage in a court.
In this house so the setup was 3-bedroom with a massive long hallway. The two main bedrooms were at the front of the house and then the hallway in the middle. My mother was in one of those mains and my brother in the other. If you continued going down the hallway you’d have the lounge after my mother's bedroom and then you have my bedroom after my brothers if you know what I mean. It was like the hallway was the spine of the house and then the rooms were off set. Behind my bedroom was the kitchen, but through my bedroom door you could still see the kitchen doorway or the walkway because the hallway is running in between it.
So anyway one night I had my PJs on and had my hair in a ponytail in bed and I heard a tinkling through the hippy beads on the kitchen doorway. I heard them jingling and everyone was in bed, so no one was about. I looked up and there was a shadow that looked like a person my height was walking through the curtains and the curtain moved around the body shadow walking through it. The shadow had its hair up in a ponytail just like mine and it stopped at my doorway looking straight at me before going to the front of the house to the end of the hallway where my brother and mother were.
Two minutes later my mom yelled out ‘Ninia go to bed’ Ninia in Spanish, it meant girl. The way she said it anyway was always in a derogatory way. I wasn’t even out of bed across the other side of the house. The next day she told me off and grounded me because she said I was standing at the front of her door, looking at her with my arms crossed and I wasn't saying anything. But it wasn't me.
Before this point I had bought that my sister Natherine was dead at childbirth because my mother apparently have three stillborns prior. I now highly doubt that now and it wouldn’t have surprised me if she aborted some of them. When I saw this ghost or Natherine I really didn't put two and two together it was only after a few times that I'd seen Natherine that I started to. I love my sister very much and her influence in my life and how she's been there since childhood. Stay tuned for more stories and interactions with my sister across the veil.
By Druid & Witch of the old ways,
And Priestess of the Morrigan, Ravenmor Fox
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November 4th 2018-11-04
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