Episode 604: Listener Tales 90
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It's morbid, morbid in the late.

late mornings. It's true and it's a special .

morning because it's listen, which means it's .

brought to you, by you, for you, from you and all about you. I noticed a blister on my well. I said that he made a weird faith. It's, do you see what's going on with my foot, right?

Yeah, got.

I didn't never erself feet. this. Oh, my god. Not that I want to, but I will, but get your own minds of that. I've been doing this for .

like all day and you kick IT over.

I know I learned how to do little kicks, look little. It's like when you lead and how to swim yeah we have automated like we both have the same on which you never use. You never use the foot stool for your foot.

No, is a duck.

Yeah, fuck that. I used my foot store on my feet. Seas love to talk about feet today on the podcast yeah but usually I tipped mine over because I I rock yeah .

I just kicks IT over random at random time.

I did very loud. Whatever I do know goes because .

usually knocks things over. It's A A big deal. You know, something on me, but it's listening. Her tail and now she's going to continue picking out .

her fee on my feet. There was something on my toe. god. And yeah.

listen, your tail. I don't think we have a theme for this one. I think it's just like a mishmash bagosh .

like oshkosh, but exactly .

but mith share .

overall slate. And so this is there you go. Let's started off.

Brother, are you ready? Are right? It's listen to tails. I heard you like cat ghost. I do. I mean, yeah, I prefer the living cat, but if I of all I can get as a ghost cat.

then yeah, and if I may get a ghost cat might be kind of cool.

That's very true when I agree. All right, let me open this badly up. All right, this is from Chris chapman. And they say, yes, you can use my name or any other names in the story, but especially the pet names, because they are a strict, amazing, a strict.

I'm excited to hear your name.

I'm excited too. Hey, actually, in the rest of the podcast crew, obviously, I love you guys in your show. I love the way you add lovely humor each case, the way that you tell us about the victims so that we can almost get to know them, and the way you insult the villains that that take them from .

this world too soon.

Thank you for appreciating now. Thank you. Also, you snarky f and i'm here for IT. Yeah, we are. I'm glad you're here for IT.

I appreciate you for taking the time to read this even if IT doesn't make IT to the show will guess what Chris, it's on the show. Chris, guess what? Anti Chris, it's me.

Tadd cranes and you're on the show. There you go. I have a lot of stories that I could share, but most of them are fairey traumatic.

And I would much rather share one that might bring someone that some comfort or make them smile. Although I have some stories about my dog befriending the ghost that lived in our apartment, this one is about a ghost cat. This is a pretty heart warming story, but i'm getting ahead of myself. You we want the other ones to yeah for context. I said context.

So we are .

the context. I am coming from the even judge to witchcraft pipeline hello ligious trauma pipeline eline. And my mother and grandmother on her side have always been abusive.

I'm sorry, sorry, and i'm no longer in contact with either of good. There I was. However, this grandmothers says she's a witch and has always said that I was as well, and that we come from a long line of witches.

SHE would say this with the with the level of sincere SHE rarely ever shot anyone. And i've always taken this to heart. She's also a pathological liar. So although the words he said in the levity in which he said then we're convincing, I always held these statements loosely.

I'm obsessed with your realness. You're just like, let's be honest though he .

was a pathetic really SHE was a real one but also a pathological liar. My dada's mother, I call nana and SHE is everything that is right in the world. There are no which is on her side of the family, but nana and her house were always full of love. Ana, I love that. Before I was born, SHE had adopted two kitten, one SHE name, Peggy.

Peggy sue.

After a song, MIT was popular when he was Young. And the .

other levy, shut up leid.

Peggy pegi c was a smart protective in sai calico who would bite someone if they deserved IT, such as being racist or hopo bic.

Good for Peggy sue or so. I think I know what song I think I do too. Peg issue, paying issue is that the who is that by K I don't know. That's time to bother me. It's not a buddy holy .

song image image that is judging. S because what is buddy holy? Look at me, everybody. Thank you. right?

Only remembers that because my Youngest, you um for a time when he was little, would only be south by playing birdy holly .

song that especially that every day is to getting closer. H SHE loved was a banger. So SHE had great music takes from the start.

So Peggy, so I love IT.

Now, liberal, I was not the brightest cup, but he was big and soft, full of love. And when I was a kid, I would find him where he was now and lay my head on his big stomach. Because if he were a pillow, if he minded me, he never let me know, and i'm not sure he would have even known how to buy someone. Li was, and his spirit still is a big softy.

I love libery. I love the first. You could just lay on him.

Ay.

everybody.

Poor one else. These cats live happy and charmed lives, having their every need and desire met until they died in their sleep peacefully at a very old age. I was eighteen and liberal was nineteen when he died.

And Peggy suliman to be about twenty one. wow. I was about twenty years old. Their, their deaths were very hard for me, not only because I loved them so much, but I had never known life without them.

I know that always makes me so sad. That's how the girl's .

vote with. Although I knew I was naive even then, some part of me had always thought that no matter what, I would always have .

library in Peggy. So something tells me you always will have Peggy.

Sun, yeah, I don't think that's nice. No, not at all. Fast for a decade in some change. My husband are dog and ie, by a house. His, his full name is aussie pause pod.

This is, i'm not. You guys are doing IT, right? Your whole family is doing pet names, right?

Oi, paul is forever. Oh my god. I like we .

named him after the iconic singer because he once snatched to a wag. Read off my husband's, her mothers had had and right around their house with IT. And if that's not the crazy train, I hope know what is yeah, aussie mopes are on the house, presumably missing the apartment ghost and doesn't act in anyway like this new to us and yet very old house is haunted.

We take this as a good sign and go on about our lives. Now was a good time to mention that i'm chronically ill. Gme, i'm sorry and that I live in constant pain.

I'm even sorry. Yeah, I still work and I model through, okay, but about a year into the house and this pain has increased to nearly unbearable amounts. I feel like my organs, or are being ripped apart in some days as I can barely stand.

Imagine the pain gets worse and my doctor has no idea what to do with me. That's awful. That's so scary to I drake, more water in campaign, relieving tea and IT helps.

But never for long I start going to to bed the moment I get home from work and feel the familiar weight of my dog struggling beside me to give me comfort. My husband works tonite, and soon after he leaves, I feel a cat jump on the bed and we've write down next to my dog stop. We don't have a cat. But honestly, at this point, i'm so out of IT I don't even questioned or open my eyes. But this feeling of love and comfort radiates over me.

Oh my god, is this ley? I think I .

could don't look a gift horse or a gift cat in the mouth, right? This begins to happen every night. Aussie sometimes shufu around to accommodate the cat making room for him.

Again, we do not have a cat, as my husband is very logic. My first thought is that maybe there was a cat that I lived here before in some part of his energy still about the house. But that doesn't seem quite right.

I've often heard that it's unusual for animals to leave ghost behind, not to mention this cat feels for, I know, I feel like it's really right. After a few weeks of this, someone asked, asked me if I had a cat growing up. And immediately I think of my sweet nand is sweetest county. I tell him, thank you for visiting me and he ignores me, except for his big texas cat body next to my legs or my abdomen, providing the warmth and comfort that no ordinary ghost can. That's so precious.

I love IT. It's such a different feeling.

I know eventually I find out that I need surgery. All the scar issue in my absent in uti st is causing problems, and if left alone could become cancer. This should be terrifying.

But at this point, I just want to be put out of my missoury. I'm sorry, I have the surgery, five scars, and the surgeon notices something else. My blood is covered in assist like tissue. This is an incredibly painful issue called sitio sistered s alright, I know, like google say that because I am bad at saying that. I think that you are.

well, i'm sorry that we've .

found out you have that it's not deadly, but IT is a huge pain in the organs is what they wrote. Lever, an aussie, comfort me every day of the three weeks that IT takes me to heal. My husband does not see her since lever at all.

Even though he's off, he's taken off work to baby me while I recover. Once I held up for surgery, I tell you where I thank you again. And I burned some catnip for his speaker to enjoy.

That was so sweet. My husband, somehow still a skeptic, laughed at me. But then once the catch is burned, something falls off a shelf in the room I had been in as if a cat had knocked out.

Wow, I haven't sense library again. And elsie hasn't made any space for any ghost cats in a long time. But it's very comforting to know that I was right all those years ago when I thought I would never be without library.

And Peggy soon, i'm sure she's been around a time or two, giving me strength. Then sss, somehow I just know that liberal will be back. Should I need that comfort and warmth again, I may not be able to rest my head on his belly now, but should I need him, he will be back snuggling .

me and nothing with me. I'm obsessed.

Keep IT weird, and definitely keep IT so weird that when you're organs hurt, you are hunted by the cat of your childhood. And that reminds you that you are not alone in .

the spirit of love, always continue.

Got the spirit of your cat from your child I and .

and I hope you're feeling a little .

bit Better after your surgery then I seriously .

i'm sce sorry you had to go through all that but libri knew that you needed like comfort yeah and that time like he was like you're not feeling that great and then one surgeon came. He was like.

all healthy through this. And then you think in the captain, which is beautiful .

and he knows something off, shout to show you that he appreciated IT.

And that's cats .

and cats and that's on cats.

There's cats in the next list n retail two and they're so cute.

My god is more delicious.

Oh god, down and cat .

and babies. Oh my god, i'm obsessed. He gave us the try factor of cute. Hold on, i'm putting this in a in a dark so I can read .

IT because all das Maggie over here.

all as much my name is all right so let us see. I've making sure, okay, I can use your name so this one is called, I just going to go right and and read IT you rock .

and reck just raw dogging there.

just raw dogging the down. This is my aunt picked up a hitchhiking. No, my aunt picked up a hit hiking murderer and didn't get eated a listener tale. That's a survivor story. I love that. I also love when you guys will will put a very like drama tic story, like headline and then you'll say a listener tail always like a novel and I like .

IT a true story I make you .

love so that is, hey, weirdos and crew. My name is sam, and just let me give all your flowers thank you for making a safe, victim conscious podcast sprinkled with beautiful voices, darker and spoke inss. Thank you.

I started listening a few years ago and got my, my man, start listening. I always love on that. Help I do to.

Now we lovingly refer to you as the girls I love. I love IT. We've bonded over yall and often find ourselves ying. I think the girls covered this one when watching your listening to other two gramaphone. I love that we're the girls like that that I love IT girls, if you're in the car, you're out there with us. If i'm making dinner with my son, you're throwing us both as he jumps along excitingly in his bounds.

So thank you for being an unintentional building back in our own spooky household that just makes me so happy you are allowing us to also, your son is so fucking cute, I can't even be as a fellow paraNormal magnet. I have many, many ghost stories, but I don't have many true crime stories. That's pretty great.

That's pretty a Better thing. I would rather have those stories and two crime stories, like in my personal lip. yes. Then one came to mind, IT didn't happen to me, but to my great aunt.

I asked her permission to share this, her story, but he requested her name and the name of the city not be mentioned, just in case this guy gets out. I'll offered her is anti and the perp as the man. I think that's a safe way to referred to them.

This happened in a river front desert community on the border of california and arizona, on the roof river. Aunt I lived on the california side. Her backyard was literally the colorado river and arizona on the other side of the bank that's wild, and her house was on the outside of the town, Normally took about fifteen to twenty minutes just to drive back to the main highway that cuts right through the middle town.

Between her house and town. There's nothing but desert irrigation canals and farmland. It's a very long hot walk back to town from where she's located.

I would die in that scenario, just that I don't need true crime to happen in that scenario. I would just die from the weather. I just really hate being hot. And me too, I just really don't like IT. yeah.

First, my ARM SHE was in her early sixties when this happened, a short, older, ten italian ani, who is always laughing loudly with her sisters, always sporting her gold rings. Already, anti was leaving her house one day and saw swarm of police cars at the end of her street at a local campground, but didn't think too much of IT. As SHE headed down towards town, SHE saw a man walking down the road heading at the same way SHE was driving.

Here's our guy, always the loving, empathetic human being he is. He pulled over, asked the man where he was headed, and he said he was trying to get to the arizon aside so he could hit hike to another town further north. And since he wasn't that far out of the way, he offered to give him a lift to that side of the river as he was head in that direction.

And at this point our sam has three red flags on either side of mail. And I agree, male, male, her town was a convened stopping place for hitch ker. So him telling her this wasn't too weird and he seemed pretty clean and Normal.

Something in the back of her mind kept telling her IT was to get a really good look at the man's face. So he made sure to memorize IT and what he was wearing. Smart lady.

yeah. And he drove with the man and his backpack in the front seat, no less. And he is poll face palm ogi over the river to an area, hit hikers frequently so he could keep moving on.

He told her his name, quote and quote. They chated. And he was an an another venture ride.

SHE crossed state lies, dropped him off, washed him luck, and that nothing of IT in a cert. Sponge, sponge ratter voice. I do know this one one day later.

i'm so arrest because I love that she's .

a sponge bob girly ani's neighboring called her and told her he had missed all the excitement. The campground the day before confused SHE asked what happened. Her neighbor told her that someone had murdered an elderly woman and her son, who was in his fifties, and that the police were looking for a man fitting, you guess, IT the man's description jaunt in limitless horr called the police and told them that he'd basically just help this man crossed lives like them. I know, just made like, so i'm a nice person and I might have got this person at a dodged didn't .

mean too hello, nine one one I held ooops.

SHE basically helped this man cross state lines and evade capture. SHE was terrified that he would be arrested for adding a literal murder escape custody, but thankfully he was not, and gave the police all the information to you. Had the man was caught shortly after, yes, he had to testify in court in front of him.

Oh, that's scary. I don't like that that they made her do that. My yg gal R I P O R I P, who was a prison guard turned bailiff, a company he turned SAT right behind. The man in court just in. Casey tried to attack .

my rocker.

He didn't in. My uncle also avoided going to. The man was tried, convicted, and will be eligible for people in twenty three.

I mag bumps.

I don't like that at all.

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He could have easily overtaken my sweet cancer as kicking motorcycle, riding jet ski, riding pontoon, driving on if he wanted .

to SHE loved the bad test bridge i'm says I wanted .

hang out with her name what's .

a toon boat?

Hello, let's go. Um he could have stolen her jewelery and hurt or killed her that is very true SHE thinks the Angels in her back seat for watching over her and keeping her safe also for the voice in her head telling her to memorize everything about this man so he could help the enforcement. Yeah.

think he did in a let's walk .

through the red flag, shall we red flag on picking up a stranger in middle of nowhere? That's IT. That's the red flag. The whole fg, we're grateful.

SHE came out on the scape and now under eternal what the fuck were you thinking? Comments from our family to this day. Bonus story on here.

And I were on the phone one day, and SHE stopped me sing hold on a second. Sammy and I could hear her talking to someone in the background about motorcycles and ride. She's taken over the years.

She's been all over the U. S. In canada on her bike with my uncle. SHE absolutely had her own bike.

SHE was not about to sit bitch to anyone observin SHE loved every second of IT. So I said, waited eve stropping bits and pieces amongst her, laughing and asking questions. Almost ten minutes later he comes back.

And so, sari, baby, i'd to talk out to this guy at the stop sign. I asked her why SHE hadn't learned her lesson from her helping a convit vict escape her response. Sam, he's writing a beautiful bike and he's got one ARM. How could I not talk to?

No.

what's fair and fair? So fair. And that sums up my beautiful lunch. And nutshell, wild, big hearted and wants to talk. Everyone trade that runs in the family that I did not in heit.

I want to apologize for the length I know you won't let me know how attached a news link to the crime for all to see, also including pictures of my fur babies, of my actual human baby boy, who we tried for for over two years and is the best thing I ever did. amazing. Well, yeah, if you like some time paraNormal stories, i'm happy to oblige.

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You're a beautiful person. Thanks for all you do for keeping me company on many drives, being in my ears while cooking dinners and bonding my man and I even more. This thing really made my day. Keep IT weird, you beautiful audio sirens.

That's the first time we've gotten that one in an eyes like IT, but not so weird .

that you pick up a his checking murder in the middle, the desert, helping vade capture over state lines, and then turn yourself in as an unwilling wheel. Women, much love and all the Operation in the word's same, oh my god, I love, I love that one of your ah your fur babies is named lu .

love goods. I love that. I also love .

lean Beatrice s evo, Beatrix lavo. That's sick snitch ally .

corneas ow. Amaze.

oh my god and named ed me that's awesome. I'm so that i'm so sad that you lost her. I'm sorry, but man, thank you for sharing them with us because what beautiful fur babies and real babies .

you have like going to say.

what a gorgeous fan truly, I love this aby, I just talk .

is so cute I can even he is .

a current smile.

just want to boop. And some chicks I love .

tails they make me so have I know?

Because I love the pig. yeah. All right. The next one is listen to tail. The story of how I met my children before they were born.

I love .

this already. Let see. Hello, weirdos. My name is amenda. Yes, you can use my name. You can also use the other names used in this story.

I learned about morbid through my coworker curtain, who was one of the cool people I know and has excEllent taste in podcast, as he has suggested a few to me. But morbid is where it's, yes, thank you. SHE suggested I listen to the episode where you talked about lusa dreaming.

And the girl remembers a clock tower. Yeah, that story is fucking wild, I think. Listen, or tail eighty five, listen, or tails are my favorite.

Yeah, truth be told, skip over the other episodes and circle back around to them later. However, your banter with each other is what keeps me coming back. You two are great.

good. thanks. Thank you for what you do and making my day Better when I need a mood boost. Step on on an uplifting podcast about murderer in court.

We, we, we listen our tales to make our day bit exactly.

Okay, let's get into this. IT may seem to skip a bit, but IT will all make sense in the end, a short story before I get to the meat potatoes, trust me, it's a WTF story that does connect to the other. I met my husband in southern california.

After leaving my first husband in florida, I moved to be near my dad and step mom. I was twenty two with a two year old and quickly making friends along with a social life. He was military as my eggs, I had a flavor.

What can I say? And so I would go in party with friends on post. I met this guy, and we started talking and hanging out quite often.

He left for two weeks to go visit family. IT wasn't too serious at that point, so I didn't really question the war. He got back a week later, and we were again at a party.

IT was about two A M, and we were drinking. He looked at me super serious since said, hey, you should call your mom wall now i'm thinking, dude, I am not going to marry you. You do not need to talk my parents so I said, ah, no, it's too.

I am and she's probably slept or something and he said, no, you should call her. It'll be great. He says this with the most charming smile.

Yeah, that worked. fuck. So called my mom who knew? He answered. SHE was out about parting with her friends. She's love in the single life, and she's recently broken up with her boyfriend of two years for her SHE asked if I was okay and if something was wrong.

My slightly drunk self said, now i'm just here with my friends and this guy I wanted me to call you. We charted for a few minutes, catching up, and he said, hey, let me talk to your mom and i'm thinking, no, no, no, oh hell, no. This is not happening.

We'll never been talking for a few months. how? No, I told him laughing.

I'll come on. It'll be hilarious again. I gave him. I'm not sure if I was the alcohol a of the charm, but he got on the phone, hi, rose were his first words.

Now I had never told this guy about my family or my mom, or even her name. I don't like, I don't like that either. I quickly fell out of the Cherry at the table, backed into a quarter, and yelled, who the fuck are you? What the fuck is going on?

Yeah, that's what I would do.

He's laughing and talking to my mom like they were old, great friends. I was so lost. He eventually gave the phone back to me laughing, mom, what the fuck is going on? She's cracking up on the other end of the phone and said, i'll talk you in the morning, honey, have a fun night.

I like a someone's gona tell me what's going on.

You need to tell me right now. So turns out, when you want to visit his family and northern nevada, a he was showing his dad some of the people he was meeting in southern california. And his dad said, hold on, go back to that one.

IT was a picture of me. He got up one to his room, got into his closet and pulled out a large picture and brought him back with him. I was a picture of myself and my mom from a few years back.

Turns out that his dad was none other than the guy my mom had recently broken up with. They worked together while I lived in florida with my first husband. I had never met him.

I'd never even seen what he looked like. SHE had mentioned that he had a son that was going into the military, but that was the extent of IT. I am now dating my almost was a step brother boyfriend.

What is going on here? I guess that our families were always meant to be back because I ended up pregnant shortly after this incident happened. Let me tell you how. Awww, our wedding .

ones now is a lazy.

That's incredible. Now that all that has finally been said, let's get to the reason why you're reading this. My kids, okay, so was a spring of two thousand six. And I was four months pregnant with my second child, my oldest, who is now three years old, that this time would tell me that a fireman would come to his room. Sometimes there is window.

Let's go away.

Kids scared this should out to be. One morning, I went to wake him up and found his glass light fixture on the floor. You know, the ones that look like a little up booo, what is on? And the one, the one with the glass done with the screw in the midday IT was sitting on the floor with the screw in the bollard of the glass.

If IT fell down, wouldn't the screw bounds off somewhere? You think I thought that was very strange, but the three year old totally believed the fireman and IT. So I was okay.

A few weeks later, I was cleaning my kitchen, and I leaned my room against the counter to get the dust pen in the other room. When I came back to my broom, being three feet away from the counter, literally standing up on the brussels alone, what that would? I just got chills.

Yeah, that would freak me out. I took a video of that on my old best camera, but it's been lost over time. Anyway, a few weird things happened, and I started to get suspicious that this place might be haunted.

But myth, I was too tired and too pregnant. Cat, this point, I heard that my boyfriend had to go away on business tribes for a few days. And while he was gone, my son gotto sleep with me in our big bed.

One night while we were sleeping, IT was a full moon, so a little light was shining through my window. In the middle of the night, I was facing the wall while my son slip behind me. On the other side of the bed, I woke up to this feeling of being stared at.

I slowly opened my eyes and saw my son standing next to my bed with this little ARM on my nights and in his hand propping up ahead. Just chill in, looking at me in a soft, loving gaze. He did not take his eyes off of me. He had shaggy, dirty Brown hair and was wearing what looked like an oversized baby blue t shirt, but almost reached his news. Finally, I became aware enough, but not close to folio awake, to realize that my kid was up in the middle the night I said, hey, spot.

What are you doing up? Why don't you come back and like that? As I was about to say down, I padded the bed behind me as a motion firm to come over here, only to realize that my son was sleeping soundly in the bed under the covers.

I padded him a few times to make sure that IT was really him. IT was, as I realized this, I turned back toward the side of the bed. D to see this other child gone.

This was not my son. Oh my. My son has dark Brown hair and was wearing red and black paja that were pants and a shirt, not a baby blue oversize t shirt.

I was shocked to say the least, by pregnant, did not sleep the rest of the night. Not much happened after all that all was Normal. My son was born a few week.

A few months later, we were car shopping, and I apparently went into labor. I didn't want to go on a test drive because I was feeling off. Needless to say, my boyfriend had to cut his fun short and take me to the hospital.

Four hours later, nine and a half pounds of bouncing baby boy was in my arms. Fast forward three years in, my now three year old is hanging out in the kitchen with me talking, helping me make dinner. I walked back to where he was after retrieving a dish from the cabinet and frozen my tracks.

I dropped the dish to the ground and said, it's you in total and other shock. He stared at me like I had gone crazy, but just smiled at me. I was staring at my three year old sun.

He was an an oversized blue e teacher of his older brothers. He had the shaggy bond tair and was the spitting image of the little boy that came to visit me that night. A few years back, my son came.

My son came to see me before he was born. I walked over to him and gave him the biggest hug with tears in my eyes. Fast forward one year, and his dad and I ended up pregnant again.

However, I lost this little joy about twelve weeks. Sorry, IT was the most horrific thing I had ever experienced, and I would not wish IT upon my worst enemy either. We ended up divorcing in two thousand and ten, and I ended up a single mom of two boys.

We were doing great and thriving, just the three of us in two thousand and twelve. We want on vacation of in a speech in california. And I randomly want to see a psychic just for fun.

I had never done that before, and IT was twenty books, so I ve held not. What's the worst that could happen? He told me that I would have three children.

Now at this point, I am very single and do not plan on hammer any more children. My first was ten pounds, and my second was almost as much. I was not going to put my body through that nonsense again.

My boys were also six and ten at this point. I explained that I misCarried a few years back. And coda pi what he was talking about, he said, oh no, you will have three children.

I was like, great. I really wanted hear something that was realistic. What a waste of money. Fast forward again, four years in twenty sixteen. I know we time traveling here.

I reconnected with my now boyfriend after about six years of my being, just me in my two boys, and never thought much about having more kids. And I have been together for eight long years now. At this time, we dated in high school before my first husband, who was my boyfriend, my senior year.

Wow, I love that. Two years into this relationship, I began having dreams about twin girls. This was, I guess, what you would call a lucid dream, the very first dream.

I was pregnant with them, very pregnant. I knew I had two girls in my belly. IT was interesting to have this sensation as I had not been pregnant for ten years.

I woke up until my boyfriend about this dream, and he just laughed. I did to, that would be fucking crazy. My old just just sixteen, and almost the age I was when I had him held to the fuck and known a few weeks later, I had another dream.

This time, the same two girls were in my arms, in the delivery room, wrapped in their tiny little blankets in bes. I had just given birth to two twin girls. I loved them.

I cried with joy and woke up crying with the remindful feelings for my dream. I told my boyfriend and he thought I was cool, that I had another dream. But we still didn't think having more kids would be a great thing at our age.

We were both in our late thirties at this point. So we just laughed IT off in on with our day in twenty eighteen, I fucking ended up pregnant. I almost start, I almost murdered him as well.

I'm too old for this ship. I was going to school full time, working twelve our days, had my two boys, plus his seventeen year year old daughter in the house. What the fucker are we thinking? My personal belief in abortion were to not have one.

And so here we were, late thirties and fucking program fun fact. Did you know that if you're thirty five, it's considered a geriatric pregnant? And what what a way to make a woman feel good about herself, get this girl a lot that thing to say, a gera tric pregNancy together.

We had eight children at this time from our previous relationships, seven boys and one girl, age ranging from seventeen to sick. Oh my god, I told my boyfriend, if this was going to be another boy, I would murder. If i'm going to go through this at a damn well, Better be a girl.

I, of course, would have loved IT either way. But cheese. Another boy. A, well, I continued to have these dreams.

The next one was the two girls, about three months old old, laying on the ground next to each other, matching one these. And sure, thanks. Three toys all around them while I was on my belly playing with them.

They were always simple dreams, but I always felt so much love in them. Being of grainy age, apparently, and having this so called geriatric pregNancy, we got to find out what we were having quite early. I was at work and got the call to tell me what we were having.

I walked outside and video called, my boyfriend is a girl. He dropped to the phone and started to crime. I'm sure IT was because he knew he did good and would and would live another day.

A girl shit is at twins. Slight pan started to set in with the excitement of having a girl. His daughter had only lived ed with us for a few months at this point. So the idea of being a girl mom was still new to me.

The next dream I had was the two girls at the point where they were learning to walk about nine months or so while they were standing and falling on their bottoms multiple times, laughing slightingly. I felt my hearts swell with such pride in this moment, in my dream, my girls, only this time this stream was different. I learned their names, autumn and Olivia.

I ve really pretty autum had the light, lighter, dirty blond hair, and Olivia had light Brown hair. They were playing with their toys in having the best time. I had such joy and pride in my heart that I never wanted to wake up.

Oh my god, you're like my the extreme was .

when they were about two years old, they were getting ready for bed, and I was tucking them in for the night, and their cute little pink and White pajamas tucked in together. I SAT and watched them cuddle with each other as they fall asleep. The last dream I still think about to this day, because IT was the last dream I head of them together.

The two girls were about five years old at this point. Their hair was close to whistle length and curly, identical length, just different shades, dark blond, light Brown. They both wear what looked like easter dresses or something.

You would wear the church. We were walking along a path in a park. I only saw the back of them in the stream, which I thought was weird, but IT was still so beautiful.

There was fresh ly cut grass to the left in large developed trees to the right, large enough to provide scattered shading for the path automation. Olivia were walking in front of me, holding each other other's hands and talking about whatever five year old sisters talk about. They were happy and seemed excited for something. We were going somewhere. I didn't want to leave this moment, but alas, the alarm clock called, and IT was time to get up for work.

My god, this is like.

beautiful is the next week I had my daughter, beautiful, nine pound, deliver a rain, all that's such a pretty name. I love IT. But this is not where the story ends.

Oh no. Onto the next chapter. Insert creepy page turning now. I have experienced many different happenings over time. My family so used to wear T, H, D, happening that when I does, we don't think much of IT, but that's for another tale.

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We cameras in her room and a baby monitor, because, yes, I am ex tra with her safety. I feel about one night when he was about two years old, we heard her on the monitor, but then there was another voice. SHE was being disturbed and became to wine. Then you here a yeah, that sounds slightly frustrated.

And then he says, no, oh.

another time. SHE is dead asleep. And then you hear, get up in the same voice. Her leg has been pulled so hard that her her whole body has been moved multiple times. And orbes are a regular car.

I will throw fuck in hands with this. I fuck doing this stuff.

fuck. All of this is captured on video, along with a weird dude dressed in seventy style cory and a very colorful silk shirt. I think he's a jokester, a weird shadow lady that likes to stock my boyfriend when he sleeping in my precious cat, luna, that we had to put down two weeks before a libya was born.

These are our resident ghosts. We now have a child ghost, because these voices are of a child, a Young child. I've attached the videos for you to see and are welcome to share the audio if you wish.

But i've never run so fast to these videos.

At the end of the day, i'd like to believe that automates here. God help us with a teenage daughter and a teenage ghost. Daur floods the case.

I would also like to believe that autumn is the baby I lost all those years ago, and that she's with me in this way. And finally, I would like to believe that I had those dreams because they were of her bringing Olivia to me. I got to experience being autumn mother and experience all those joyful milestones.

even in a dream.

I have also attached pictures of my beautiful children because i'm completely bias, and I think they're the most gorgeous creatures on the planet. And my cat, luna, who still comes to via occasionally, thank you for taking the time to read this. I know that there will be a lot of people who would shit their pants of the story was read. I will be sure to have extra pants ready just in case.

God, what a store and we have the video. My god, your kids are so cute. My trifecta of perfection SHE put on one .

of the people of, okay, got IT. It's somebody saying, get up, get up or that's fuck and spooky. That's dm, that's wild.

That is a crazy story.

I was also, like, so beautiful .

that gave me all the emotion that really every .

body of them, I really hope the ghost .

child is because I was .

really throw hands.

I me too. Sorry, I want to throw hands for that. No.

definitely not. But like, I thought I was somebody bug in your kids to go, yeah, exactly. Your kids are .

also so addictive, really. I really want to do this one, this resubmission of my listener tale, because, oh my god, I forgot on a direct decedent of the last woman on trial for which crafted in Virginia.

I really think that was put in there specifically for yeah just like.

excuse me, well, I see IT says I am resuming ding my listening or tail. The time I found out the identity of the ghost who have nightly play dates with my two year old son because that I forget ghosting kids, is that I was just going to say, we have a theme. I'm a direct senate of Grace.

sure. Was the witch of puno, who was the last woman who is put on trial for witchcraft. H, my many times, great graph. Mother was the last woman in Virginia to be put on trial and convicted of witchcraft SHE face trial by water, placed in water to see if he would float, which of course he did because the so the share of tied a thirteen pound bible around her neck and threw her back in the water.

Oh my god, SHE was able to untie herself because he is a bad as he was imprisoned, once released, returned to her farm when he lived until her death at eighty years old. Here now stands the statue of Grace in the middle Virginia beach, Virginia. If you look into her, SHE may be a person.

I was just going to say you might just given us a perfect story, and I absolutely give you credit. And it's literalness footy season. A, clearly, I come from a of spooky witches.

Hello, yes. So at any rate, here's my fourteen point font, putih. A tale of the time I found out the identity of the ghost who was having nightly plates with my two year old facebooks. Ladies, we will see you.

You stay spooky.

Hey, action. elana. My name is Cindy, and you can use my name.

I was originally from california, but left when I was in my twice and have lived in several other places as an adult. IT will make sense why I mention this, I promise. I found your podcast late last year was instantly hooked. Ed, because your interactions and banter. Remy, me of my best cus friend cos friend, doesn't such best friend steph anie back in california.

I love you batches because you never fail to either have me crying, laughing or yelling hell yeah the way you tell difficult stories in a way that honors the victims and tell IT like IT is you fucking asset for you rep. Masters who murdered them is epic. Thank you.

I love that i'm a big fan and have found comfort in listening your podcast from time to time. Okay, all frequent time. I currently live in the south us.

In part time in france, the country I has been with my husband to know I can't speak french. Those two years of french in high school, i've done nothing to help me communicate here. So I spent most my timelier ending to your podcast while learning a bit of french on the side. Because priorities, you are right. I've always love stories related to ghosts in haunted places and eagerly sign up for ghost tours in old cities.

Same, i've never had a personal ghost encounter until I was in my late twice, when my friend lisa, not her real name, and I were in phoenix s on a ferr girls weekend there I had a face to face encounter in the middle, the night in our hotel room with little glowing curly blond head. A girl who was staring at me from behind the curtain SHE had pulled slightly back with her little glow stick hand this freak to me, the epa out. So I forced myself to blink a couple times, just to be sure I wasn't dreaming.

No glow stick was still staring at me. I turned to look at a lsa bed and whisper her name in a shaky voice. The room was dark, except for the glow of ghost y.

Girl, which provided enough light for me to seal less. And her bed and SHE covers up over her head, where I heard her boys say, I know something is here, but i'm not taking the converse from over my face. Oh, cool, cool ool.

No worries. I thought i'll just chill out over here with glow sticker or literal inches from my bed. As I slowly turned my head back towards the window, I was one hundred percent sure this little glow shit would be right by my bed with a smile, smile on her face. I'm happy to report SHE was gone. But I digress.

This little, little glow shit. Now.

before I delve into the story of the time, I found out the identity of the ghost who was having nightly played with my two year old son. Let me give you a little background. I adopted my son from russia.

Wow, you're amazing. That is incredible when he was just under two years old. Talk about a wild's tae, but that is another story. For another time, we lived in new hampshire, about forty minutes in north of boston, and I loved, loved, loved new england. I should mention our housewives brand new.

So while I understood the entire region offers homes that come with a ghost to attend, I didn't expect to have any ghostly encounters. One and done. I'll take my doses of ghosts in the form of movies and stories.

I'll pass on the interactive in person, in ghost to know. So thank you very much. anything. When he first came home, my son, of course, being tuned from russia, didn't have many words he could say, but he was the happiest little guy.

He was always smiling and babbling happily as he played with his toys in the living room or zipped around after our dog. He also loved Thomas the tank engine. That theme song is edged in my brain and still give me the eye touch when I hear.

And ran at lightning speed for morning until night. After he had been home for almost a year, he was able to say many in words, english words, including the names of family and his favorite toy, an elephant stuffy called torn rib. One night after putting him in his crib, I kissed my sons forehead, tuck him and walked out of his room and closed the door.

As I started to walk away, I heard him began to bible. I thought IT was strange because he hadn't babbled for quite some time, but he sounded IT happy. So I didn't think much of IT went back downstairs. This became a nightly thing, and very quickly I noticed he started to pause in the middle of babbling, almost like he was having a conversation with someone you'd bible as for a bit, and then start babble again, as if in response, this sequence, sequence happened for several months. The first time I heard this pause, I felt that the in my chest because of the warm.

yeah, warm, because I really .

seemed like he was interacting with someone. My ready, overactive imagination went into overdrive because i've seen horn movies. I was absolutely sure that was.

There was a crazy lunnon tic with a red balloon hiding in my sins closet and came out soon after I close the door. I listened intently, tly at the door, but didn't hear anyone else in the room. So I called my last down shocked IT up to him playing with horton, and i'll stand myself down .

the stairs to just let .

IT up as a up. As I mentioned, this became a nightly. And I came to embrace IT that was coming to hear how content he sounded because, let's face IT, though, first, almost two years of his life works extremely difficult.

And uni maginness, and to be perfectly honest, a ship show. He never asked to be that the shetty hand of currency had been dealt at the beginning of his life. And but now he was striving and happy and content and that all that mattered.

You're a good mom. One night, however, something about the babbling changed. IT was different.

That night, after I kissed my son, good night covered him blanket. A major horton was stuck security in the cook of his ARM. I left the room.

I waited outside his door for his nightly babble sashed to begin. Within a few seconds, he began the bible. But as I mentioned, IT was different.

IT sounded like he greeted someone who came into the room, pause for a few seconds, mixed with rustling noises, and then he started to giggle hysterically like babies and toddlers. When they're interacting with some of they're playing with. The exchange won like this for several minutes.

As I stood outside his door, my year plasters to the wooden panels and my eyes the size of saucers, with the babbling session continuing in the stage, cadence sprinkled with the rustling, I could feel all the color run from my face as my chest went, thong, thong. Yes, just like the law order sound do do. Now, sensible me knew there was no one in the room with him, but overactive imagination, me was fighting for control of the situation in a move.

Bitch, get out the wake on away. I put my hand on the knob, and as I started to turn IT, the room suddenly became silent. I peaked my head around the door and couldn't see anything out of the ordinary.

My son was sitting at his crib with his legs crossed, smiling directly ahead of him at his eye level. Yeah, okay, that was creepy. Ous fuck hearing me. He turned his side to the door, greeted me in the same manner I had heard a few minutes prior shutter song he stood up with horny and still in his tiny little death grip.

I've picked him up to give him a few more struggles and kisses, allowing ample time for my eyes to scan every inch of the room before putting him back in his gript for the night. For the second time that night, I closed the door and stood there. You're plaster to the woods m panels for what felt like five businesses listening intently.

But IT was completely silent and remained so for the next several days, about a week later, we were in the kitchen and my son started crying, which was not like him at all. I picked him up and asked him what was wrong, though through his tears, he said, want grandpa. So I thought he missed his grandpa.

IT was strange because he didn't use the word grandpa rather my son called his grandpa pop up, but I thought maybe he had heard the word used on Thomas the tank. And hey, that he must have be absolutely brilliant to make that connection. But ohh, no contract on fair. He haven't heard IT on the show.

And lead, did I know what I was in store for? What was in store for me? Also, look at me over here speaking french would.

So we got him on the phone with pop, pop. And this was not what he wanted. He did happily speak with pop, pop for a bit.

When we were off the phone. He started crowing again for grandpa. I thought perhaps he actually wasn't saying grandpa at all and was really wanting something else.

But days, my son would endlessly cry for grandpa, and I would endlessly try to give him anything. I thought you man sun crying grappa here, sweetheart, a gram cracker, not IT. Son grappa, here's grover. nope. Son grappa, here's a youtube video for us to .

learn the ganging style dance. You're like a luxa that .

just conjured a feral Brown in a toddler side. A I na weeks went by her with my son crying for granda and me having absolutely no idea what he was talking about. Then one day we were in the seldom used formal living room.

My son stopped to look at a table where I had a collection of framed family photos. Suddenly his face lit up. He pointed and exclaimed, grandpa, of course, there was a photo of pop, pop. So I pointed and sess, yes, that's grandpa. My son looked at me with an expression that clearly demonstrated, I knew absolutely nothing. John now pushing my hand inside and excitedly pointed out a photo away in the back at the table, saying, grandpa ladies, when I tell you my soul eater, the f right out of my body, that doesn't even begin to fully explain what I was feeling in that moment for my son was pointing at a picture of my father, who had passed away suddenly, seventeen years prior, at just forty years, two years old, old, my whole body just warmed, chilling up and down my fucking body.

Should only .

this photo was not of my father at crampa age, of course, or even middle age, dada age from seventeen years prior? Oh, no, no, no, not even a little bit. no.

This photo was from my dad when he was about six years old. Oh, exactly. Shut out of ash. I love the way you say and have now started to pronounce that tea and IT makes .

me feel as far that's the thing if you get IT.

it's real legal as exactly. But in that moment I was hit with a full understanding of what had been going on nightly in my son's room. The ghost of my deceased father's sexual form herself had been coming into my son's room to play with him at night. Are you cry? I am about to cry.

I heard, I heard a lot in your throat.

I suddenly felt relief that I was in a red balloon, yellow psychopath all along mixed with happiness that my son was able to interact with the grandpa he never met, mixed with a sudden urge to laugh hysterically at the thought of a two year old calling a six year old group I smiled at my son points at at the picture he was now holding in a death grip.

Porton was on the floor at his feet and said, grandpa and my son smiled broadly and said, grandpa, oh my god, you place the picture back on the table. But in the front this time, from now on, he would walk by IT often, stop, look at IT, and then walk away. My son never had any late night battling sessions again, and he never cried for grandpa.

More than a decade and a half later, he has now lost the memory of that time. But loves when I tell them the story, because he is that goes loving. We are all like his mom here.

During the freaking .

awful russian adoption process, some of my son was first home. I often wondered to my family what my dad would think of his russian grandson. My dad was in the air force and used to intercept russian more code master.

Wow, after this moment, I knew he was thrilled he was able to meet and play with this awesome little. I was a bit sad that the visit stopped, but was glad they did have some sort of bonding time, however ghostley IT was. Wow, I thank you.

If you're still reading, and if you read IT on listener tails, I will absolutely be my pants. Feel free to shorten that is needed. No wonder IT never.

I've attached the photo of my sexual dad, a photo of my little cherries then in one of us now, as well as because a picture of our best boy teddy, a peer bread golden retreat or oh, that's no typo. You read that right? He's afraid of everything.

I think he's not a retreat. He's a retreat. I love you.

I will continue to be a faithful listener to the podcast and am waiting impatiently for your second book to come out. And it's common. It's and congratulations on your wedding. Ash, I love you, ladies, and remember to keep IT weird and take IT away. Ash.

I think you should keep IT so weird that the ghost of your father visits your new son as if I can six your own. Keep IT so awesome. D that you are six year old grip on and go sleep for her. Yes, I want so much all the pictures you sent so beautiful.

That story made me so happy. Your dog is beautiful. Oh my god, look adorable. Your son is in .

the back and down .

the little gun .

in his whole ster like a stop.

And I just love that that like, he's like that, grandpa. Oh god.

clearly that a can we just have a moment for your building because I really built in.

my god, the picture of you holding your son when he was little like, you love him so much, and I love that so much. Well.

families are so beauty. I love that you gave the four boys such a good home.

I know that's so lovely.

All right, I think we've got .

time for one more think so let's see here.

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Feel free to use my name and all others in my story i've sent a couple of others before apple, watching scripted college witchcraft and attempted murder, and in tons of more stories I could send. This is by far the funniest of my tails and could be a good pilkins zer. D, I love you, ladies. And i've been listening for about a year, used to listen on one point two times speed, since my brain requires information at a mind boggling pace. But I was turning out of episodes too quickly.

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How much I love you, since I refuse to do that for literally anyone else, i'll stop the fan grilling here since my stories is pretty long but just know that I adore you to sauce. I source sources. I bob says I love her.

The word grandma evoked images of a gentle woman in a well loved April polling fresh baked cookies out of the event. SHE always insists you take a few for the road, and SHE is somehow even sweeter than the cookies themselves. Oh, my gotta love IT her women, her with her an her an her wisdom always answers your toughness questions and suits your deepest fears.

Every time you visit your wrapped in the warm hug of her familiar perfume, she's a beacon of tranquility and morality. I did not have one of those things. I want you to picture a four, ten, eighty pound eighty year old in a cheater.

Pretty sweet IT. And right, right, let stick. That's literally my future. I hope I want to be someone banana in a letter d prince with bright pink or relisting SHE .

was named Kitty .

had yeah he was after all, and thought IT fitting to always wear some kind of cat and she's living. Her massive designer purse was filled to the brim with nickel and called hard cash instead of the typical care about hard time. Is unfun king obsessed? You all can have your, your other grandmas. I want a Kitty. I love this woman.

Kitty and I can.

We bonded not over family recipes, but girls trips to the mall where she's slip a bent from glen and tell me to go, whatever my heart desire, a great lady. SHE was the cool girl, my nerdy chunk. I vagary mission in middle school.

What have never dropped of pressing, we seemed like an unlikely duo, her being little missy da and me despising all things Sandy Sunny. In summary, I knew he wanted me to grow into a little deva just like her, but he had never make me feel bad for spending my hundred box on and art supplies. Instead of clothes and makeup, SHE was effortlessly fall as her entire life and regale ed me with stories of her many suitors.

However, he told me just as many tales of her education, career and perseverance. SHE was one of the very first women into the us. In the us. To attend pharmacy school, and SHE went just because someone told her he couldn't. That woman had a lust for life inspired by spite.

SHE suffered her first heart attack in her early thirties and add close to a dozen in the years following, but he made a full recovery each time. Cigarette and hand without a care in the world. Kitty was the very definition of can get rid of me, bitch.

I learned all my source from her, both in english and british. SHE always had the hot goss, but the maturity to spread IT without a meaning anyone involved. SHE did not have the maturity to obtained for making fart noises and pretending that my grandfather, I love this and spit is everywhere.

Her parenting techniques were a bit unorthodox, even for the sixties and seventies. I do not condone most of them, but they made great stories. And my dad seemed to turn out okay.

Once when he was in kindergarten, he SAT in a muddy panel on the way to school, so Kitty would have to take him home and change. He said, well, now looks like you shoot yourself. And as a mouthy teenager, my dad made the mistake of calling her a bitch.

He immediately realized his error in turn to flee, but he chased upstairs on all forms as if possessed by rabid badger, grabbed his ankle and did IT. what? Kelly, Kelly, what is going on? So when I kitti's first and only granddaughter was born, my dad was hesitant to leave us alone together. You know what? I can't really .

believe your just on now.

However, having a baby girl around seemed to bring out her gentle or side. Each time my family made the trip to four, just, I cannot get the image of her running up the stairs on all force, inviting your father's say, that's a reddit ory so much.

Each time my family made .

the trip to florida, SHE and I were inseparable, and my dad started to relax the supervision. This is how we ended up alone together the day the story occurred. SHE needed to pick up from some groceries for dinner, pursue the makeup bil, produce the make up you want to do, make a Price the makeup bile, and find some new heels to match her pedicure.

So we had IT to target while I stared blue lesly at the endless wall of the beige group and Sparkly powder that somehow cost twenty dollars in item SHE wanted to me about the new, new, new senses of ijit. Everyone asks, like i'm dum in crank SHE said. I might be cranky, but i'm not fucked and stupid.

SHE went on to tell me about how not just scam callers, but everyone takes an advantage of the elderly through doctors and dentists get away with providing subpart treatment. Companies rely on older people's lack of texas. Venus to over a charge goes on, but Kitty had her shit order and always knew when someone wasn't being entirely truthful.

I saw a little glimmer in her eye and immediately knew he was scheming wordlessly SHE took my hand, abandoned her car and march me toward the exit. The wall of florid heat hit us like a truck, the air dense sufficing as a crown to my lungs. SHE made to be line for the the verse on store whispers ing to me.

They try to double charge my phone bill. Last month, fuckers. I knew by her tone that he had resolved to leave that where I instore a little richer.

See, Kitty realized that aging had a silver lining. Who's going to talk back or call the cops on a just old lady? That's true.

Relevant to the story is the fact that I really, really needed to shit like puri dogging at the entire time. My tactic was to focus on a point in space and clench every muscle in my body. Relevant to the story, seventy five percent of my brain bowl was devoted to lunching, and I wasn't fully present for the following.

The steeds, due to the alarm bells coming from my ball. Now back to the story. As we approached the story, her demeanor changed completely.

SHE managed to make her four ten frame look even smaller, slowed her pace to a crawl and started walking with a slight limp, clutching my shoulder for support, tears well in her big Brown eyes. He was a forced for my trip in the sea, aren't doing nothing but Oscar level acting. SHE hobbled straight to the front of the line and shouted, I need to talk to someone right now.

I was modified, as he said, and SHE subverted every rule about matters that I had ever learned. An employee commonly responded, mam, the line starts back. There will be able to see you soon.

SHE was not having in the way you criminals think you can steal for us. Kd wasn't, in fact, the criminal. In this situation, I want to speak to the manager of this establishment. This instant, after pulling the ultimate career, we were quickly assured to a corner dust to talk to an employee. We made quite the pair, me walking like a robot ice fixed in front of me.

Jack, like trying out to ship my end and her holding on to me, hobbling and on the verge of tears, a frazer looking man said across her bus in his dust chair kidon. I SAT on stools as he opened his mouth. He had rejected.

How do you expect an old woman to sit on these painful metal stools? I can feel the bones in my cookies. I end up with Bruce. He apologized and said that he was welcome to stand. He had pressed .

an increase. My guy .

down and ninety three lies, and i've had two hip replacements. More lies. And you want me to stay and know he just came to me. SHE visually apologized and reeled his own chair from behind his desk and traded IT for kiddie store. I was, in all so mam, I can tell you, very upset.

How can we fix that? I was expecting her to bring up the attempted double charge from last month, but SHE instead completely fabricated a brand new story. SHE began, my internet wasn't working last week, so I called this branch to send someone to fix that.

I waited for hours and nobody came. Then two big men showed up at a arizon van after sunset. Tears were streaming down her face, and SHE brought her shaky hands up to wipe them.

As verizon stores are not usually places where people receive devastating news, the workers scribble to find tissues, came up, and the handed SHE looked at him and whipped, you don't even have a tissue for me. Well, I guess this will do. And paul, I, should you not in all from her birth, placed on the desk and began tearing off pieces to wipe her.

And SHE would later explain to me .

that he keeps an emergency role on time and to case the public bathroom toilet paper isn't soft enough for her fragile princess. But all i'm going to start doing that i've lead a lot from Kitty in this story. It's so what happened with these men? The worker asked, apparently could.

He hadn't thought this far ahead, so SHE instead turned up the water works and wailed full volume. The poor man looked like a parent trying to quiet IT and fit on a plane. Okay, okay, please be quiet.

I'm so sharman, please, man. He frantically stuttered. Instead of turning IT down, SHE took IT up a och, I came up, believe you'd even ask me to tell you the horrors.

Do you know I have a bad heart, not a lie this time? But why would he know that that could explode any second before he could respond? SHE launched forward, grabbing the poor man's hand, feel my pace maker, feel my maker with ridiculous old lady strength SHE runtime ed.

His hand told her chest as he covered in fear, pulling back his arms with all his, my. This, of course, dragged eighty pound Kitty out of the chair in onto the desk. SHE leaned into this and flailed legs in the air, kicking and crying while screaming.

Get off me, you part of my god. Yeah, she's so. Can he is so right? Can you feel .

get invented is just, wow, wow, Kitty.

I need you to step back and picture in this for a moment. No, this is not look good for the employee. There was a, there was a small lady beat on his desk. My scare us not running down her face, toilet paper now on the floor and unrolling across the store.

While SHE was the one holding his wrist, nobody else could see that from behind the dividers between each desk, IT would appear to anyone else that he had made the first content my god, most of the customers had left to escape this chaos and not a single other employee was willing to step into the ah with that poor guy, the only witness to the entire thing was me, the silent, awkward eleven year old who SAT through the entire encounter, staring in the space like the ghost of a Victorian child, sweating previously veins in her forehead, popping out from the effort of not pooping. He finally escaped her grasp and looked at Kitty and hr SHE silently pushed herself off the desk slowly limb to the other side of the store, and achieved her toilet paper. Of course, SHE returned to, began rerolling IT absent mindedly saying, you know, I can use this anymore.

I bet you all don't even clean. The more dumb founded, he let out a defeated sign, asked, what do you want me to do? He's like, please help.

This was clearly the question that Kitty had been waiting for. I want a full refund. Confusion flashed across the employee's face.

And I could tell you, want to discrete a refund for what? But i'm sure he didn't want to risk any other feel my pacemaker moments. So he simply replied, okay, he followed her original request up with in cash.

Now, IT was the man who looked like he wanted to cry, man, we can't do that. Maybe we can wave next month's payment. But no, that was not good enough for Kitty.

I see a register right there. With dismay on his face, he tried to explain that without a transaction, he couldn't open the register. Kitty, getting up for another scene started.

Get you camers. IT was quickly cut off by the poor man, saying, weight, wait, please. He then reached out.

He then reached in his back pocket for his own fucking wallet on, my god, somehow knew that he was going to come to us, obsessed, handed in a world of cash without even counting satisfied. SHE probably stood up cash in hand, and limp toward the exit. I SAT there in shock.

Did he just fucking rob? This did. Was I in accomplish? We both got to end up in jail. Maybe my eleven year old old brain with half baked cognitive skills thought I was going to be expelled from middle school and thrown into some federal prison.

I sheep shally whispered sorry to the men and heard after Kitty shuffling awk ily like a penguin, while taking the tiny st. Possible steps to ensure that the log didn't enter my parents, kinki, I was already outside and had resumed her Normal gate, counting her luton, looking very proud of herself. SHE saw the look in my eye and said, exasperated, they tried to double charge me last month.

The gravity of the situation hadn't yet hit me, and my priorities were still on the feedle matter. Bob bobbing for apples and. I'm not okay. My priorities were still on the fecal natter bobbing for apples in my day of the gone to where expected this justification and added for the car. No police ever showed up looking for us.

I think that man was just glad to have her out of the store and want to explain why an eighty old woman had called him a pervert. In the end, he only lost about sixty bucks. I thought Kitty would be disappointed with the small sum of money, but he was so focused on unraveling in the new found perks of old age.

SHE was satisfied to know that every time someone tried to scare her, SHE could scare them right back without consequences. yeah. After that day, I was no longer allowed on supervised time with Kitty.

My dad and her gotten to a heated argument as SHE bragged about her exploits immediately upon returning home. The conversation ended with my dad saying, jesus fucking in Christ, mom and her responding with jesus Christ, my savior. The kidney he is.

She's A G SHE is he? She's an original game stuff. Think of the men. SHE rob, that day, I hope the memory brings him some amusement, and not the level of trauma that being rob at gunpoint. Dwd.

oh my god.

feelings of guilt bubble up as I know I did nothing to stop and were so they're rubbly, staring, sweated and completely rigid. But what the fuck was I supposed to do? Ship myself trying on her team?

Kitty ended up passing about five years later in twenty nineteen. Thankfully, before all of the pandemic craziness and sued, IT was hard to lose the only cool girl who ever made me feel welcome. But i'm sure she's s having a grand old time causing chaos in the great be hell.

You kittie may not have been the wholesome grandmother pluck from a hallmark movie, but he was something Better. Boldness, brushes and bravery mold. Different to human form.

SHE was simultaneously my guardian Angel and the devil on my shoulder, always there to White my tears when I soap to her about my middle school tour mentors. But just as quick to tell me to fucking him up here. yes.

So that's the story of the time I robed demand with my grandpa. My grama keep IT weird, but not so word that you try to get a ized and employee to grow your pace maker while your grand old sweat closed, trying not to shoot yourself. But do keep IT so weird that you make her feel special and cool even though he doesn't share your interest and empower her to pursue her passions. OK bye. Hope you enjoyed. We fuck and .

did a hanna. That was, what a fucking tail.

Every grandma should be a Kitty.

What a fucking tail, fucking ever. I am just.

i'm without words. I love her with every fiber of my being.

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That was fantastic. One of the best tails we have ever read. Holy.

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really know how to say. That was incredible.

That was a fun in hilarious one. Yeah, life. Love, yeah, we will give you some dark ones the next time.

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we hope that you keeble listening, and we hope you keep weird.

but not so weird that you're not cuddled by a ghost cat. Not so weird that you're ont. Picks up at his trigger but doesn't get wortel. I guess maybe keep IT that weird because then you didn't get murdered. Definitely keep in a word that you dreaming about your children before they are born, because that's just fucking cool.

And oh, await, keep IT so weird that you haunt your grandchild as your former six old self and for the long of everything awesome in this world, keep IT so we are, think you are a Kitty. I love Kitty so much OK. I.

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