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In July 1999, my family and I were visiting my mother who had moved back to Mississippi about five years back at that time. We were talking about her "old days" and it came up that the house up the hill from where she now lived was where her little infant brother died. Boy, my "ghost alarm" started ringing and I had to go investigate this house first chance I got. My husband Tony, and son Anthony insisted on going with me just in case. This is rural Mississippi and they were afraid of farmers shooting at me as the house was on private property and had signs saying "No Trespassing" across the driveway. The three of us walked up the long winding driveway (a mile long no kidding) and finally caught sight of the house thru the trees. I immediately got hit with a feeling of heaviness, and as I repeated the Lord's Prayer and surrounded myself with God's protective white light, I slowly made my way up to the house. My imagination was in high gear - I could just hear the crowds of spirits in that house, it was that strong, my hair raised on the back of my neck, I had to make myself go up to the side windows and look in (take some pics) then around to the front porch where I took more pics. The front porch was the worse, feelings were very strong there, It was as if every strong emotion that had been in that house or near it was choking me. I could just hear the crying of my grandmother as her infant son died, and the deep sadness that permeated the walls. I backed away after a bit, my eyes filled with tears...said the Lord's Prayer over and over. I really didn't think any spirits were there, I thought I was picking up on an emotional imprint of what I knew had happened, but just the same, I released the spirits back to the light of God and send them mental images of peace. Well, it made me feel better anyway..<smile> The pictures were developed, and the last two pictures were awesome. One was a picture of a long white almost solid mist of white by the ceiling, the other pic was more intriguing. I took all of them to the Mind, Body and Soul to Lucy and she pointed out the various names written on the walls, one was "Betty" my deceased grandmother who lost the child. of the last picture (I wish I had written a list of the names because now you can't see them anymore.) Lucy also pointed out the bedframe, pillows, mother cradling her infant, a dark form of a farmer wearing his hat behind, and more. After I joined IGT, I brought out the picture and posted it on your board ("Man on left?"), and discovered an addition to the picture...it was a man's forehead, cheek, nose, moustache/mouth, chin that filled the whole photo's left side. I took it to work and no one could see it until I pointed it out to them (odd huh?), then that was all they could see. Amazing. Next trip to MS, I'm taking it and will ask all my long time relatives if they recognize him - it is that clear. Stay tuned! Mary Adolay
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