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Mohegan in the Attic

Mohegan in the Attic

30th May 2013

I was back at home (previous house from 1990-1997) my dad was in the loft, I could hear him banging about from the living room. I walked into the hallway as he was coming down the ladder. Something urged me to go up and have a look, as I neared the top I could hear a noise from the far end. Something was up there. (Many of my old dream would have this and the entity would feel dark and evil, as a result I was unnerved by the noise and felt a little scared.)

I turned around and told my father there was something up there. He climbed back up the ladder enough to see into the loft, as he started to turn around I could hear that it was almost right behind him. My mind was full of fear, I saw his eyes widen in shock at what he was seeing. He simply came back down the ladder, said nothing and walked past me.

I saw a shadow at the top, the outline of a snout and ears were clear, whatever it was, it was not human. It came into view then, the white and grey fur of a small wolf pup. It was less than a year old.  Any fear I had melted away on site of this beautiful young animal, I walked towards it as it climbed carefully down the ladder and started to stroke it. I looked at it and asked “Are you Mohegan?” The pup just looked up at me and his eyes shone a bright yellow-orange colour.

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Ghost & Siamese Cat

Ghost

23rd July 2012

 

I was with my mother at our old house. I was making my way from the living room to my bedroom, which involved walking down a narrow corridor. As I approached my bedroom door I noticed the loft ladder hatch was open. I tried to push it shut and that’s when I felt the negative energy. [This is quite common for me, ghost related dreams are the ones that have always have bad feelings and almost nightmare-ish qualities.] I started to back away, scared by what I was feeling.

I returned back to the living room to the safety of my mother. As I turned to face the hallway door, I saw the shadowy figure of a man. Even though I was full of fear, I felt there was nothing evil about this being. I slowly approached the figure and took it in my arms and started to hug it. I gave it nothing but comfort and positive emotions. As I turned around and started to walk it to my mother, the figure turned from a man into the shape of one of my cats, though still in shadow. Continue reading