When I was about 4 or 5 my mum would always seee talking to what she thought was an imaginary friend. But he was real. The whole shabam happened in Redstone Garden in Bristol,CT. There was a lake behind our apartments and supposedly a little boy named jack drowned there. So my mother thought I was crazy at first. But then she looked up deaths near Redstane Garden and found out I was a medium where I can talk to and see ghosts.
Post by Xavier Richard on Feb 27, 2014 14:50:18 GMT
So do you still talk to ghosts? I suppose there are a lot of them out there but just how many are friendly? I am writing a short fictious story about a regular boy and a ghost so I really need to know a lot cause I havent encountered one myself (or maybe I have but I just didn't realise). All the same please jus tell me random facts about them. Thanx :-) And I wouldnt mind you visiting my blog( xavierrichard2.wordpress.com ) to check out the story and how it is going.