Trans-Allegheny Lunatic Asylum

So, I’ve taken another hiatus even though I said I wouldn’t…but this time I’m REALLY going to try not to. One just never knows how crazy life is going to be. The last year has been the hardest, scariest & most challenging year I’ve had in a long time.

Speaking of crazy, I just spent a night in one of the most haunted locations in America! Trans-Allegheny Lunatic Asylum was one of the most incredible experiences I’ve ever had.  There’s been many articles and Paranormal Shows galore that have shared the history, so I won’t get into too much detail here, but check out the website below for a pretty detailed overview. Basically, this place started with very good intentions, and ended in tragedy.

https://www.legendsofamerica.com/trans-allegheny-lunatic-asylum/

So, last week, I set off for the 24+ hour car ride to Weston, WV with a fantastic mash-up of Haunter Paranormal & PRISM Colorado.  The drive was rough and long, but we made the best of it. I’d be fine never driving through Kansas again, though…even if it was an adventure. I should have kept track of how many gas stations we stopped at while driving there & back. We had lots of fun and laughs outside of the investigation…but I know you’re here for the ghosts!

Sunday, the day before the investigation, our group decided to do a couple of different tours at the asylum!  I chose to opt out of the paranormal tour and did the criminally insane & historical tours.  When I go into investigations I don’t want to know too much about specific spirits that people think are there. In my humble opinion, that gets people hyper focused on specific things that might or might not happen, rather than just going with the flow.  Both tours were great & very informative.  It’s strange to say, but the building during the day feels almost peaceful.  It’s full of natural light, and is so quiet. Also, very massive. I cannot stress that enough.  After walking around the buildings during the day time I was super ready for the investigation!  

Monday night we arrived, set up and were eager to get started.  We had a wonderful guide for the night, Rhia, and she helped us set up our equipment in the best “hot spots”.  The 8 of us split off into groups and went to different parts of the building, and holy cannolis! This place is wild.  Some of the coolest experiences are as follows:

  • In “Lily’s” room, we weren’t getting any action, but the three of us felt like we were being watched from the hallway.  I got up to go look out the doorway, and tried talking to whoever might be there. There was a small “ting” from down the hallway in response to my question, and I asked that they do it again to let me know they were there.  As soon as I asked, the “ting” happened again.  Except it was right by me, so I got a little spooked.  Here’s the video clip since we were on Instagram live! If you listen with headphones, you can hear the sound.
  • Moments later Holly, Audrey and I went out into the hallway to try and communicate more.  As we were standing there, Audrey heard a noise and pointed towards the nurses station.  We all stopped and looked behind us. Out of nowhere Holly’s flashlight lid (which was in her backpack in the other room) came flying and hit the floor in front of us.  That was probably one of the craziest things I’ve ever experienced.
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  • I wandered off alone at one point, and could hear footsteps (some caught on IG Live) and a strange noise from the room next to me, which made me jump. 
  • There were so many footsteps, weird movements in peripheral vision, and knocking. 
  • Two other members had strange mimic-like experiences in Dean’s room.  Dean was most likely autistic and was  brutally murdered. 
  • Holly and I ventured off into the “decrepit room”, which is an area that not too many people investigate.  The first level we played with the phasma box and weren’t getting too much so we decided to go down to the second level. We opened the door and the second we did we both felt a very strong, not very nice energy. It was like walking into a brick wall. So of course we ventured in!  We could feel someone standing behind us, while there were noises in front of us.  We caught some interesting stuff on the phasma box too.  That was probably the most scared I was all night. Sitting there on the floor I was absolutely terrified & frozen in place.  We eventually decided to get up and try and see the lobotomy room before we had to start tearing down.  We found it, but also got lost in the meantime. Being lost in an asylum at 4AM with Holly was such a fun experience.

Overall, I really enjoyed this trip. Amazing time, with amazing people! Hopefully I’ll have some amazing evidence to share.  Check out @haunterparanormal, @prismcolorado & @paranormalprincess7 on instagram. 

By the way, There is also an amazing little shop in Weston called Appalachian Oddities! The owners are very kind and have some really neat things in the shop.  Make sure you check them out if you’re passing through. 

Thank you to Devon & Haunter Paranormal for this amazing experience!!

Haunted House For Sale

Hello everyone! So much for 2020 being my year. With all of the craziness of COVID-19, my brain has barely been able to function! Though, I have been releasing podcast episodes, so search Paranormal Princess on Spotify for all things paranormal!  While I’m working on some other things for the site, I thought I’d share an interesting story from my childhood.

It is common knowledge that if you tell someone a place is haunted, people are more likely to “experience” things in that place, compared to if they had no prior knowledge.  The following story is one of those cases where we had no idea that the house we were at was haunted. 

Not long after the events that were depicted on Netflix’s “Haunted”,  my mom, grandmother & myself were looking to move houses. I think I was around 9 or 10 years old. It’s hard to remember exactly, as that time in my life was so hectic my brain has blocked out some things. But not this.  There was one day we went to look at a place not too far from where we were currently living. This was in the middle of the day.  The house was pretty big and from the initial look-over was a pretty nice place.  As we were looking around the house we all went our own ways to explore. I remember going into what looked like a kids room because there was a little pen with kittens and toys all around the room. I’ve always been a cat lady! The kittens were obviously adorable and super playful so I was pretty focused on them, but all of the sudden they all became very scared and skittish.  Almost at the exact same time I felt a chill go over my whole body and could hear a whooshing noise. The bed squeaked a little behind me and it felt like I was being watched. I turned around to see who was there, and there was an indent in the bed. It looked like someone was sitting there. My little legs got me out of the room very quickly.

While this was happening, my mom was standing and looking into a different bedroom when she suddenly felt a hard push right behind her right shoulder. She turned around and nobody was there. This scared her pretty badly, so she immediately came and found me down the hall so we could get my grandmother and get the heck out of there.  The strangest thing about this is that not long after, a benign tumor grew in the exact spot where she was touched, and no doctor has really been able to tell her anything except not to worry about it.

My grandmother didn’t have anything happen that we can recall, but the house made her feel pretty uneasy.  As we were getting ready to leave, the owners asked us if we wanted to see the basement and like out of a cartoon, we all said “No!” “No, thank you!” and hurried out of there.  I’m pretty glad we didn’t end up moving from one haunted house to another.

Rules? But I’m Dead!

My mom and I often have the conversation about the possibility of rules on the other side of the veil.  Haven’t you ever wondered why answers are so indirect and not to the point? Often times when we ask spirits or gods/goddesses for answers, we never get it spelled out for us. Never just plain and simple.  Very rarely do witches, investigators, or even true psychics get the answers to the questions they are asking. It makes me wonder if in the grand scheme of things we aren’t supposed to have the answers.  You’d think that a spirit would want to tell us things, like where their body is buried or who killed them or where the money is hidden…if they could.

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Art by: John Kenn Mortensen

Maybe in the bigger picture there are things that our brains can’t comprehend, or on the other side it really just doesn’t matter.  Everyone thinks they have the answers to where we go. A good portion of people are convinced that they are 100% correct, but I truly think that people have to believe these things in order to compartmentalize the fear that comes with knowing that we will someday cease to exist in our current form.  Obviously I do believe that there is something out there after we die, but I think there is some cosmic law that prohibits spirits from sharing this information with us, or at this point we’d be able to have this information. I also wonder if it is the same forces that prevent us from proving that ghosts are real.  Let’s face it. We still can’t scientifically prove it. We have evidence supporting us (sometimes) but as far as science, we can still really only call it a pseudo-science. Our experiences don’t count as proof. They’re impossible to recreate over and over. Part of me hopes that someday we will be able to prove it, but part of me is scared of the answers…but most of me wants the proof!

What do you guys think? E-mail me at paranormalprincess7@gmail.com

All Dried Up.

Have you ever been to a place that is notoriously haunted but it really doesn’t seem so scary while you’re there? This has happened to me many, many times. In fact, some of the more intense investigations I’ve been on seem to be in places that haven’t been investigated on a regular basis.

As investigators we all know how frustrating it is when you hear all sorts of crazy stories and then nothing happens when it’s finally your turn to experience it. We sit there waiting for the full body apparition of the man everyone has seen, or for the cries that are heard EVERY SINGLE NIGHT, but they never happen. It can lead you to question all of the other experiences that people have had. But it is important to keep in mind that the other side doesn’t always cooperate the way we want it to.

Sometimes I wonder if places can be over investigated. Are the places we see all over every “ghost hunting” show really THAT haunted? I’m not so sure. If there is a different team at a location every weekend asking “Does anyone want to talk to us?” “What’s your name?” I’m sure that gets old. Maybe entities simply get tired of answering people (I know I would) or maybe they don’t have the chance to “recharge” between teams and the ability to communicate with us becomes increasingly difficult. Communicating seems to take quite a bit of energy.

To sum it up I think there are a few different reasons this may happen. If you’re feeling a little down about your results from a particular place, maybe think about these things and come back a different time. Who knows, maybe the moon just wasn’t in the right place that night.

  1. Spirits get bored talking to us. We can’t be that interesting.
  2. What people have experienced is residual, and doesn’t happen during the few hours investigators are there.
  3. The spirits don’t have enough energy to communicate and use our equipment when people are bothering them over and over and over…or maybe they just want to be left alone.
  4. It just ain’t it, chief. Some places are just built up by word of mouth. “My uncle’s friend’s cousin’s wife was there once and blah blah blah…”
  5. Teams that frequent certain places may build up evidence in their heads. I’ve seen teams that convince themselves spirits in a location, and swear that every creak and groan of the place is “little Susie”who they’ve come to know. Not saying that isn’t possible, but probably not.

Stay spooky, y’all. Happy 2020!

xo

Expanding on Lethbridge

I apologize for this one in advance! I’m a little rambly, but I’d like to get this out there.

So, I’ve spoken about Colin Wilson before, and he is most definitely another one of my favorite writers in the paranormal field. In his book, “Mysteries” he talks a lot about Lethbridge’s theories! I need to get my haunted little hands on some of his other works aside from “Ghost and Ghoul” but for now I’d like to discuss one entry Wilson mentioned.

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“And so Lethbridge’s experiments led him to the conclusion that various worlds – including the state of life-after-death – exist parallel with this one, and will even respond to a pendulum. An object that exists here also, apparently, also exists there – an interesting sidelight on the mystical formula: “As above, so below”. 

It would take ages to explain how Lethbridge methodically came to these conclusions, as they are a lifetime of work. I have much more reading to do myself! But, I do have a lot of trust in his theories. This snippet in particular strikes a chord.  Is there one parallel universe or are there many? Are there universes parallel to the parallel universes? The possibilities are absolutely endless. I mean it seems kind of silly to think that we’re the only ones who exist and that there are no other lifeforms or dimensions.  Look how far science has come in 100 years! In 100 years, who knows what we will have discovered.

This being said, how do the dimensions cross over? Or spirits for that matter. It almost seems like there’s tears that have happened over time allowing beings or energies to cross over. Again, this is just my own theory, but maybe these are caused by energies in our world created by man, and maybe some have been caused by magical rituals performed over the centuries. This makes me think of the film, “As Above So Below”. I really enjoyed it, and in the film the parallel universe seems to be the polar opposite of this one. So, if this was applied to the world today, does this mean for every healthy beautiful forest, there is the polar opposite parallel to this? If so, why? Maybe so things can come full circle. For one thing to exist, there must be an opposite. For every action there is a reaction.  Can good exist without evil or can we know true happiness without knowing devastation? In my humble opinion, the answer is no. I mean, what would make something good if there was no concept of bad? It would just be. I sincerely hope that in the future we are able to prove (or disprove) the existence of other worlds and dimensions and possibly figure out how they are part of our daily lives. In my deepest heart, I do believe that they exist.  

Maybe, in the end, these parallel universes exist so our world can exist in the way that it does. I know I’m getting a little…out here with this one, but it feels good to write some of this down and I’d love to hear what you guys think! For any further discussion please send me an e-mail at paranormalprincess7@gmail.com

There will be many, many further & more in-depth conversations about Lethbridge & Wilson.

xo

Dearwood Ghost Town

This is just a short entry about a really neat little ghost town my mom and I went to visit last weekend! There are a lot of great ones in Colorado but many of them require a half a day to get to, so we found this little gem that was a little closer to Denver.

As I searched and searched for a fun place, I came across Dearwood, CO. It came to life in 1910 thanks to Oliver T. Jackson and was a thriving African American community! It grew into a sustainable place with churches, a gas station & homes. Unfortunately during the Dustbowl & Great Depression in the 1930’s, the town was mostly abandoned.

Here is a neat snippet from an article I found (link at the end). George Junne is a professor of Africana Studies at the University of Northern Colorado,

“While Jackson spent his time marketing the community and working in Denver, his wife, Minerva, acted as the town’s “judge, jury and executioner,” according to Junne. She ran the town’s day-to-day operations, and ran them tightly. “When she snapped her fingers you jumped,” Junne says.

In promotional pamphlets, Jackson touted the community’s rich soil and view of the mountains. Always on the lookout for newcomers to town, he made clear they were looking to grow. He never stopped thinking up new ways to make Dearfield succeed and fill its coffers, Junne says. Even Prohibition offered Jackson an opportunity.

“For a while this town was known as ‘Beerfield’ because he was bootlegging here,” Junne says. “He needed to make money to keep things going. The people all around here knew about it and they gave the nickname.”

It makes me sad to think about how quickly this town came and went, but it’s also really cool that this wonderful piece of African American history still stands for people to visit and hopefully educate themselves. Imagining what it was like 100 years ago is always fun and I hope the spirit of Dearwood can continue to live on!

I will say that it most definitely didn’t feel haunted. It almost had a light and happy feel to it. I guess I always thought ghost towns were supposed to be spooky and all, but most definitely not Dearwood! It sounds like during it’s brief history that it was a happy place of empowerment and success. Who knows, your neighborhood may someday be a decrepit ghost town that people come and visit.


https://www.harvestpublicmedia.org/post/forgotten-piece-african-american-history-great-plains

E-mail me anytime at paranormalprincess7@gmail.com!

xo

Tuning Into Our Radios

So this excerpt is in reference to T.C. Lethbridge hearing footsteps outside his door every night while he was staying at a house in Cambridge.  Now I’ve discussed receiving sets and telepathy a little bit before, but I’m going to discuss a little bit more, as I really can get behind this idea. Again, it’s not the end all be all, but I do think Lethbridge was onto something.

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TC Lethbridge

“I have little doubt that steps of this kind are a telepathic phenomenon and I just happened to be on the right wavelength to receive them. I may have only received a part of the projection. Had my receiving set had a slightly different tuning, I might have seen the tramping figure and not heard him. Or I might have felt him as a ghoul and neither seen nor heard anything. These things appear to differ from dreams in which you hear, see & feel. They differ again from the psychometric pictures. One evidently receives them on a very narrow band and this has to be most accurately tuned in to for any reception to occur at all. The phenomena suggest to my mind that the world may be crammed with projections of this kind and we can receive only those in that narrow band to which our bodily set happens to be attuned. This would explain why many people never seem to have any extra-sensory perception at all. They may just be unobservant, but perhaps they are tuned into wavelengths which nobody ever uses.”

Are we born tuned into these specific wavelengths? Is it something we develop over each of our individual lives? It’s hard to say but I tend to lean towards the idea that we are born tuned into them and that we can tune into others with work & meditation.  Some may just have more of the propensity to do so. I like his idea that some people are naturally tuned into wavelengths that aren’t really used and perhaps that’s why some people have no paranormal experiences in their lives. The chances are slim that someone will want to pursue the answers if they have no questions.

Personally, I know that as a child I was very tuned into things, and still am. My mom tells me stories of the things I used to see and say. For example, the night my grandfather died (before she received the call) I was in my room and she heard me having a full conversation with him. I was just chattering away like he was sitting in there with me and just a few minutes later she received the call that he had died on the operating table.  I had no idea he had even been in surgery or anything, and neither did she. Now, I wish I remembered this happening but the memory must be tucked away in my brain along with all the other memories of a very young child. It’s always weird to me how we don’t remember so much of our young lives. Maybe snippets or pictures here and there, but so much of the detail is lost or forgotten.

Are there things constantly squawking at us trying to get our attention and we just simply can’t hear them? Are we sometimes projecting things subconsciously that others can pick up? Maybe this plays a part in residual hauntings as well.  Over the years I’ve heard/read countless stories of people claiming they hear or see things at very specific times. Whether it’s a lady in a white dress descending the staircase at midnight every Wednesday or footsteps passing by doors at the same time every night. Not everyone sees or hears these things, so maybe specific people are tuned into the wavelengths of the imprinted energy left behind by former living beings. Most residual hauntings appear to be just that, and nothing intelligent that may be trying to communicate a message.

Also, I would think that this can play into witchcraft. Witches most likely are born with a higher receiving set, or have worked very hard to open up.

Our minds are capable of so much that we do not understand, and I think that the world is also a place filled with many mysteries that maybe we aren’t supposed to know the answers to…but that will never stop me from trying to understand.

xo

The Dreaded Red Circle

This is a short one, and it may ruffle a few feathers, but I’m going to address the dreaded red circle. I see so many pictures that people post of a grainy black room…with a circle or two placed where they see “faces” or “figures” or the “ghost of Marilyn Monroe” and it’s so hard to take them seriously.

Sure, maybe you do see the faces there! The human mind tries to make sense of what it sees. It wants to organize things into shapes and patterns. This is called pareidolia. The definition according to Webster’s Dictionary is “The tendency to perceive a specific, often meaningful image in a random or ambiguous visual pattern.” So, looking at clouds, inkblot tests…or staring at a grainy picture of a dark room often lead to pareidolia. There are also plenty of other explanations…reflections, dust, bugs, camera glitches etc. Not to say that there aren’t paranormal things caught on camera or film, but it’s alarming how many people jump straight to “IT’S A GHOST!!”

I remember growing up I was terrified of the paranormal happenings I experienced, but would also often scare myself. I’d lay in my bed and stare into the doorway and if I stared long and hard enough I could start to see shapes or figures in the darkness. Try it. Try turning off all the lights and staring into a corner or a doorway and you’ll see what I mean.

People using this as “evidence” always hurts a little, because people already don’t take the paranormal community seriously.  Believe me, I understand that it’s so hard to prove that spirits exist. You know what you see and experience and you can’t always prove that to others…but the red circle really is not the way to go about proving that we’re not all a bunch of crazies.  

Here are few examples of pareidolia I pulled from the internet.

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New Zealand Strange Occurrences Society

At the end of the day, if you have to draw a circle around something in a photo, it’s probably not anything. Please, please stop sharing these photos as actual evidence. Always try and debunk things and find rational explanations. It’s so important for what we do, and for the answers that we are seeking.

Stay vigilant. Stay educated. Stay aware.

E-mail me at paranormalprincess7@gmail.com if you have any questions or points of discussion.

xo



Satan And The Hellfire Club

History is absolutely fascinating…especially Irish history! When I was in Ireland last year I had the most incredible 10 days of my life. During my solo journey I spent a couple days in Dublin and of course had to hop on a tour of the Hellfire Club! (No, this was not the same one that Ghost Adventures investigated).  The double decker bus was super spooky and a ton of fun. The bus ride was about 45 minutes but the guide kept us entertained with much of the & legends.

The building from the outside!!
  • The club was founded in 1735 by Richard Parsons, a known dabbler in black magic.
  • Dublin’s Hellfire Club was a place for wealthy young gentlemen to drink, gamble, hire prostitutes, even, allegedly, engage in Satanic worship.
  • The best-known Hellfire club story is the one in which the Devil himself appears. A stranger had joined the members at a game of cards. At some point one of the card players dropped a card on the floor. As he bent down to retrieve it he noticed that the stranger had cloven hooves instead of feet.
  • Another tale concerns a young farmer, curious to find out what went on at the meetings. Climbing up Montpelier Hill one night, he was invited in by the members of the club and allowed to witness the night’s activities. He was found the next morning trembling and terrified. Tradition says he spent the rest of his life unable to speak; unable even to remember his name.

Now, it’s hard to say if some of the old tradition is accurate, but during times of strong religious rule there were most certainly rebels that practiced Satanic magick, and/or other extremes. It’s also interesting to note that there are stories from many different traditions that talk about “someone” showing up with hoofed feet or chicken legs. It seems to be a telltale sign of the Devil, so who knows, maybe there is a grain of truth to the stories out there. I like to think there is ;). A friend of my grandmother swears she saw a man with chicken legs when she was out dancing one night and spent much of her life in fear that he would return to find her since she laid eyes on him.

The hike up to the structure was absolutely stunning, green & perfectly warm. I didn’t feel strange or any sense of dread, but I was also just happy to be in the place I always felt was my home. Ireland is just so incredible! During my actual time in the structure I did feel a little off, though. Unfortunately over time people have graffitied it and caused damage. There was definitely an eerie vibe that wasn’t just due to the building’s age. We were allowed to walk around and explore, so of course I did! A couple of areas caused me to become overwhelmed with unexplained anxiety…I wish more than anything I’d been able to sit down and center myself to see what I could feel around there as I do believe the place to be haunted…by what, I do not know.

Who was wandering these halls 200 years ago??

May I add the absolute scariest part of the place was the giant spiders.

Some friends I’ve made in the paranormal community recently did an investigation there! I’ve included a link to their Facebook below.

https://www.facebook.com/eire19/
https://dublin.ie/living/articles/the-hell-fire-club/

xo

The Archaeologist Who Was Sat On By A Ghost

So, life has been a little crazy! I was in Los Angeles last weekend to see my favorite crazy Russian rave band, so I’m sorry for the lack of recent content.

I was also a guest on PIOT Paranormal’s podcast! I’ll include a link when it comes out 🙂

Anyways, I’ve been reading Ghost & Ghoul by T.C. Lethbridge. It’s a small book but it has some extremely valuable information & theories in it. He had a brilliant mind, and saw things from a more scientific perspective. I’d love to hear what he would say about the new spirit science technologies that we have today.

“Thomas Charles Lethbridge (23 March 1901 – 30 September 1971), better known as T. C. Lethbridge, was an English archaeologist, parapsychologist, and explorer. A specialist in Anglo-Saxon archaeology, he served as honorary Keeper of Anglo-Saxon Antiquities at the Cambridge University Museum of Archaeology and Ethnology from 1923 to 1957, and over the course of his lifetime wrote twenty-four books on various subjects, becoming particularly well known for his advocacy of dowsing.”

In this post I’m going to present one theory he discusses that I find to be a very interesting idea of where spirits come from. I’m not saying that I think this is THE answer, but it’s extremely important to consider all theories.

So, reading this, is it possible that we are projecting our own mental images to those people who may be receivers? It’s definitely possible. There are many people who have psychic/medium abilities who claim to be able to touch an object or sometimes a person and get direct mental images in their heads. What Lethbridge is saying is sort of the same idea, except that maybe we aren’t consciously doing it. In this section of the book, he is writing about sitting down to dinner with two people. One of them had just had his wife pass, and was very overcome with grief. During the meal Lethbridge was sitting in the deceased wife’s spot at the table, and says he was “suddenly sat on and enclosed by someone I could not see”. In theory, the grieving widow was thinking intently about his dead wife and projected this onto Lethbridge’s receiving set.  Since he was also sitting in her spot, maybe the husband wishing it was his wife there instead.

My first thought was wouldn’t this happen all the time then? Wouldn’t we all be projecting images of our deceased loved ones for others to see? But no, I don’t think it’s that simple at all. Extreme emotions (like the grief of losing a loved one) play a large part in a lot of paranormal happenings and psychokinesis incidents. There’s also the perfect storm kind of effect to consider. The emotions were so focused and so strong near the receiver that they could have possibly had the physical projection of being sat on. Maybe Lethbridge is more sensitive to receiving than others and in the moment the perfect storm occurred. Maybe if it had been someone else sitting at the edge of the table this wouldn’t have happened. It goes hand in hand with the question of why do some people experience paranormal happenings and others don’t? Some would say because we are crazy or mentally ill, which is a lot of bullcrap. Of course there are some crazies out there but so many of the people I’ve talked to about their experiences are absolutely not crazy. I don’t have all the answers but I think we all have the potential to be open or to be “receivers”. Some are just born with a more natural ability while others must work harder at it. Kind of like those who are naturally inclined to play music and can pick up any instrument and figure it out, while others (like me) must work extra hard to get even the basics.

After mulling this around for awhile, I strongly agree with Lethbridge that this could be an explanation to some paranormal happenings. Most definitely not all, though.  I’m excited to finish reading the rest of this wonderful little book and hopefully will have more to share soon.

xoxoxoxo

https://www.amazon.com/Ghost-Ghoul-T-C-Lethbridge/dp/B0000CNLZK