We go to the lobby to check in and the receptionist this time is a male. He goes on to tell me how brave I am to stay in the room and asks if I would like to read the “ghost” journal that guests have shared their stories in. I politely told him no…that I would look through it come check out time. I didn’t want to be expecting anything or read about things that may influence what I, myself, would see or feel.
Making our way up the stairs to the room, I am not going to lie, my stomach was in knots. Right before I put the key in to unlock the room, I hesitated. I stood there and silently said a prayer…for protection…for both me and my boyfriend. Most times, I feel this is a given. I am always asking for it…especially as a medium…so I don’t usually take the time right before entering a room to reiterate what I already have been asking for. This time, I did.
We entered the room and I went to the bed and sat down. My boyfriend went to the windows and looked out onto the rest of the property. He pretty much knows to let me be as soon as I enter a place. I closed my eyes and began to see if I could see/hear/feel anything from whatever it was known to haunt this specific room. I took a good few minutes being silent and taking it all in. After awhile, my boyfriend couldn’t stand the silence any more, I suppose.
He plopped down on the bed and said “So…do you know who it is yet?” For the first time in our almost 4 years together, I had no idea how to explain to him what I had just been shown. I turned around and half jokingly said, “Umm…well…it’s going to sound nuts…but it is kind of a thing…? Not a spirit. It was never in human form. It is (taking a big gulp) like an ET.” I sat silent, really not ready to go into it and hoping he would not ask anymore until I was. No such luck. He sincerely wanted to know what I meant. Probably half to tease me and half because he had never heard me say something like that.
