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with the tarot. Iâve had my palm read a time or two . . . and honestly, the things I learned were spot-on. Thatâs my full disclosure.
Hereâs what happened. My little boy and his uncle went fishing two years ago. Charlie was six at the time. His uncle was a good guy and my husband and I trusted himâheâs my brother so why wouldnât I trust Mickey? They went at first light to catch the tide out at the lighthouse not far from our house. I got up and gave them both a hug (and a kiss for Charlie), and off they went. Five hours later, my brother turned up on our doorstep. He was a complete wreck, shaking, crying, everything. I didnât have to ask. I knew something was wrong. I knew it. Sometimes I think Iâm psychic because I had a little bad feeling that morning too. He told us what happened and, of course, our world was shattered. He said that Charlie was fishing from the bow when a rogue wave looped over the top of him and pulled him into the Atlantic. Mickey dove in and went after him, but he couldnât find him. No one ever did.
If youâve lost a baby, then you know how I felt then and how I feel now. It just doesnât go away.
That was six years ago. After Charlie disappeared in the sea, people reported strange goings-on at the lighthouse. The lamp would go off and have to be started over and over. It got so bad that the lighthouse keeper who stayed there for sixteen years, because it was such an easy job with cool living spaces, up and quit. He told friends that he thought the place was haunted and he said all the trouble started a few weeks after Charlieâs accident.
Enter Spirit Hunters . I wrote to them, so the fault for what followed, I guess, is mine. They make you feel that way, thatâs for sure. At first they act so nice and so sincere that you really do believe that they have your best interests at heart. I knew the cop on the show had some trouble in the past, but that made me like him even more. It was like he had something to prove and that was going to make him work harder. And about Pandora. What can I say that others who have written to me havenât? Besides, contractually, you canât say much of anything at all. You donât even get to meet her until after the sit-down at the end when they give you the big revealâwhich incidentally was held in the cramped quarters of the lighthouse for what I presume was for maximum drama. Nothing better than a lighthouse in the middle of the nightâor in this case early, early morning.
Okay, so it was me and my husband, my brother, and our eight-year-old daughter. Since I canât say much I hope you can read between the lines here. Iâm considering this a warning to any of you. If you watch the clip, I can recap what aired. Basically Pandora told me that my daughter (leaving her name out here, for obvious reasons) was behind everything. She was only a two-year-old at the time, but according to Pandora, her jealousy of her brother getting to go fishing fueled a dark rage inside of her.
My daughter has no dark rage, though now sheâs in therapy for what happened and how some bloggers have called her the Bad Seed of Nova Scotia. I am crying now as I type this because I hurt so much for her. She didnât deserve any of this. I brought it on because I missed Charlie so much.
On the show, Pandora turned to my daughter and screamed at her that she âknew what evil lives insideâ of her. In shock, my eight-year-old ran from the table crying to her bedroom.
Pandora smiled. My husband and I were stunned. But with the cameras rolling, there was some kind of weird control over us. It was like we didnât want to ruin their TV show because the producers had been so nice, the cop seemed to care, and the medium flat out said to me that her abilities at ferreting out the truth were the greatest the world had ever known.
âThe girl needs therapy. She has to get help. Her envy
Hereâs what happened. My little boy and his uncle went fishing two years ago. Charlie was six at the time. His uncle was a good guy and my husband and I trusted himâheâs my brother so why wouldnât I trust Mickey? They went at first light to catch the tide out at the lighthouse not far from our house. I got up and gave them both a hug (and a kiss for Charlie), and off they went. Five hours later, my brother turned up on our doorstep. He was a complete wreck, shaking, crying, everything. I didnât have to ask. I knew something was wrong. I knew it. Sometimes I think Iâm psychic because I had a little bad feeling that morning too. He told us what happened and, of course, our world was shattered. He said that Charlie was fishing from the bow when a rogue wave looped over the top of him and pulled him into the Atlantic. Mickey dove in and went after him, but he couldnât find him. No one ever did.
If youâve lost a baby, then you know how I felt then and how I feel now. It just doesnât go away.
That was six years ago. After Charlie disappeared in the sea, people reported strange goings-on at the lighthouse. The lamp would go off and have to be started over and over. It got so bad that the lighthouse keeper who stayed there for sixteen years, because it was such an easy job with cool living spaces, up and quit. He told friends that he thought the place was haunted and he said all the trouble started a few weeks after Charlieâs accident.
Enter Spirit Hunters . I wrote to them, so the fault for what followed, I guess, is mine. They make you feel that way, thatâs for sure. At first they act so nice and so sincere that you really do believe that they have your best interests at heart. I knew the cop on the show had some trouble in the past, but that made me like him even more. It was like he had something to prove and that was going to make him work harder. And about Pandora. What can I say that others who have written to me havenât? Besides, contractually, you canât say much of anything at all. You donât even get to meet her until after the sit-down at the end when they give you the big revealâwhich incidentally was held in the cramped quarters of the lighthouse for what I presume was for maximum drama. Nothing better than a lighthouse in the middle of the nightâor in this case early, early morning.
Okay, so it was me and my husband, my brother, and our eight-year-old daughter. Since I canât say much I hope you can read between the lines here. Iâm considering this a warning to any of you. If you watch the clip, I can recap what aired. Basically Pandora told me that my daughter (leaving her name out here, for obvious reasons) was behind everything. She was only a two-year-old at the time, but according to Pandora, her jealousy of her brother getting to go fishing fueled a dark rage inside of her.
My daughter has no dark rage, though now sheâs in therapy for what happened and how some bloggers have called her the Bad Seed of Nova Scotia. I am crying now as I type this because I hurt so much for her. She didnât deserve any of this. I brought it on because I missed Charlie so much.
On the show, Pandora turned to my daughter and screamed at her that she âknew what evil lives insideâ of her. In shock, my eight-year-old ran from the table crying to her bedroom.
Pandora smiled. My husband and I were stunned. But with the cameras rolling, there was some kind of weird control over us. It was like we didnât want to ruin their TV show because the producers had been so nice, the cop seemed to care, and the medium flat out said to me that her abilities at ferreting out the truth were the greatest the world had ever known.
âThe girl needs therapy. She has to get help. Her envy
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