{"id":414,"date":"2006-08-09T12:05:10","date_gmt":"2006-08-09T10:05:10","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.breigh.com\/wordpress\/archives\/414"},"modified":"2006-08-09T12:10:05","modified_gmt":"2006-08-09T10:10:05","slug":"more-ghosts","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.canadutch.nl\/blog\/archives\/414","title":{"rendered":"More Ghosts"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Continuing on from my <a href=\"http:\/\/www.breigh.com\/wordpress\/archives\/396\">Do You Believe in Ghosts<\/a> post&#8230; <\/p>\n<p>First some back story.   Over the years I&#8217;ve gone to a few fortune tellers&#8230;  not because I necessarily believe in them, but because it&#8217;s fun.  When you live on a small island and don&#8217;t have a lot to do, going to see the crazy old guy who read tea leaves is an evening of entertainment.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve been to three fortune tellers in totally different places and totally different times, and all three of them told me that I am going to have idential twin boys someday.  One said by the time I&#8217;m 28, which didn&#8217;t happen.  Another said I&#8217;ll have twin boys and then two years later I&#8217;d have a girl but no time frame, and the third said only that someday I will have identical twins and they would be male.<\/p>\n<p>So, on with my story&#8230; <\/p>\n<p>I saw a <a href=\"http:\/\/www.haroyoshi.com\/index.php\/hello\/comments\/do-you-believe-in-ghosts\/#commentbox\">post<\/a> by <a href=\"http:\/\/www.haroyoshi.com\/\">Yoshi<\/a> about my freaky toy story and after reading his story about the ouija board I remembered one of my own.  One of the other freaky things that has happened to me throughout the years&#8230; <\/p>\n<p>Going back about 8-9 years ago when I was living with Jerk-Ex in Prince Edward Island.   We were in Summerside visiting his sister after she just had her 2nd baby&#8230;  I really liked her and her boyfriend, it was one of the few pleasant things I got out of my relationship with him&#8230; his family.  I liked them more than I liked him&#8230; <\/p>\n<p>Oops, got off track.<\/p>\n<p>So after the kids were in bed and we finished our tacos, his sister decided to dig out her Ouija board.   I was instantly skeptical, yeah&#8230; right.. lets talk to some ghosts!! (Inside my head I was laughing&#8230; this was before I encountered the crazy toys).<\/p>\n<p>I didn&#8217;t want to touch the thing, but was curious enough to sit around with them while they did it.   As like any other Ouija experience I&#8217;ve had, the people started moving the thing around&#8230; whichever one of them it was I don&#8217;t know, but someone was.   The story that came about was that they had gotten a spirit of a little boy from Seattle who died when he was 8 in some sort of incident involving a closet.<\/p>\n<p>They asked the board boy a bunch of questions and were ooohing and ahhhing and getting all spooked out about the answers, while I sat there scoffing.<\/p>\n<p>Jerk-Ex&#8217;s sister and her boyfriend had their hands on the thingie and said something along the lines of &#8220;ok you tell us something to ask it that we don&#8217;t know, smartypants!&#8221;.  <\/p>\n<p>I thought long and hard&#8230; what could I ask them that they wouldn&#8217;t know.  Better yet, that Jerk-Ex didn&#8217;t know.  He may have been a jerk but he was a jerk who knew a lot about me and my family.<\/p>\n<p>Before I could think of anything, he blurted out &#8220;<i>Ask him if she&#8217;ll have kids!<\/i>&#8220;.    <\/p>\n<p>Now, it didn&#8217;t matter to me what the answer was because I&#8217;m sure that at some point over the three years I was with him, I&#8217;d mentioned the twins thing to his sister&#8230; at least I thought I had.<\/p>\n<p>The board boy replied  &#8220;<i>2<\/i>&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;<i>Girls or boys?<\/i>&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;<i>Boys &#8230; twins<\/i>&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;<i>What will they be named?<\/i>&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;<i>Dylan<\/i>&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;<i>The other one.. ?<\/i>&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;<i>dead<\/i>&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>At that point I spat out a &#8220;NOT FUNNY&#8221; and got up to go to the bathroom&#8230; partially because I was cracking to pee and partially to stop myself from kicking someone.<\/p>\n<p>When I returned I had a question for them, it was one I knew they wouldn&#8217;t know because even <b>I<\/b> didn&#8217;t know it.<\/p>\n<p>I asked them to ask the board boy the middle name of my grandmother&#8217;s sister, Rita.   My great aunt I called Diti&#8230; <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;<i> e &#8230; l&#8230;. s&#8230; b&#8230;. t&#8230; h<\/i>&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;<i><b>ELSBTH<\/b>??   haha  Yeah ok :)   Either you choosing random letters or the board boy can&#8217;t spell!<\/i>&#8221;  , I said taunting them.<\/p>\n<p>They argued vehemently that they didn&#8217;t push it and that there really was something going on but I just laughed and rolled my eyes and suggested we stop with the Ouija nonsense and watch a movie or something instead.<\/p>\n<p>Elsbth &#8230; pfft.<\/p>\n<p>We put the movie on and I forgot all about it.  I never did think to ask anyone in my family what her middle name actually was.<\/p>\n<p>About a year later my Aunt Diti passed away&#8230;   when I walked into the church for her service there was the most beautiful photo of her sitting there.  She looked to be in her late 20&#8217;s or early 30&#8217;s and it was stunning.  I couldn&#8217;t stop staring at her.   When I looked at the paper next to it it said&#8230; <\/p>\n<p>Rita Elizabeth O&#8217;Leary<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Continuing on from my Do You Believe in Ghosts post&#8230; First some back story. Over the years I&#8217;ve gone to a few fortune tellers&#8230; not because I necessarily believe in them, but because it&#8217;s fun. 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