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Wanda's vision of a murder! 

Submitted by Wanda:  Anonymous

  The story I'm about to tell you is true and I still don't know what to make of it. Some statements may be sensitive to others. But, I will continue to tell it.

    10 years ago, On the beach of Panama City, Florida. I was getting ready for a  Halloween party at a very small local oyster Pub, And I did not drink . I felt some very, very cold drafts and I kept seeing flashes of a house. This house was white with  square wooden pillars. And sat among some pine tress. It had a well toward the back right hand side of the house and on the left was a ditch with a stream. I told my friend I'm experiencing some very strange cold visions and it scares me. He told me to not to fight it, Just let it come. So, I continued with my preparations of the coming night and  everything was coming to me strongly but,  in flashes. I seen a woman standing at her front door in this house. The wind was blowing and I could see out of her eyes like I was in her. I felt what she felt and it was very sad. A man came that she loved very much , but I was so scared of him. She let him in the house. He had blond, hair with soft natural curl and a red and black Flannel shirt on. The next vision was I saw thru her eyes , the man was over her. very angry and he was choking her, the next thing I saw was this lady was taking me to the backyard out of her front door, to the well house. She said in a very soft voice , Please open the door and look in  the bucket. The bucket is on the left side of the  wall. And this was all I saw. I was freezing at this point, and I asked my friend, why me? He asked me to look at a photo album behind the counter and  asked me if this was the same girl? It was! I never saw her before, nor had I seen the photo album! So, again I asked why me? He said she had been murdered and  no one ever knew who had done it. But, every year she would come to the Halloween party and it was her favorite place. My friend said the reason she may have come to me was because I didn't know her, so, maybe I could tell someone. But, who could I tell? I didn't know anyone. I asked him did he know where she lived? I wanted to go and look in that bucket! He said no he didn't. Several years has passed now. I will always remember her and I know she was a very loving person. because I felt her. I felt what she felt. Maybe that was her soul. I don't know. Sometimes things happen to us for a reason but we don't always know why. But, I'm glad now she shared it with me. I have to carry this story inside me, for some people will think I'm crazy, but, I really do believe now that there are some spirits out there that really are true and want to communicate with us. It never has happened to me before this, nor ever again. The only thing that worries me about writing this to you, is what if My name gets in the story, what if the man is still out there and reads this. His a very hard cold man. I would give anything if I could help her. but, who do you tell this too? And they believe you? Hard huh? Well thanks, for letting me tell my story. I feel better just talking about it sometimes. It will always be with me. Wanda

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