10-11-2006, 12:00 AM
There's only four more witnesses to my double than I reported last. That would make the count ten; nearly a dozen I guess..
My tenants, which are a man and wife, their adult son and girlfriend, all saw me walking with someone else as clear as day up at the main house just a fifty feet away. The wife had something she wanted to tell me, and they turned to see me there. The others urged her to run up just before they left and tell me; to which she did. As she approached with her husband seconds later, I simply "vanished" before their eyes. Apparenlty the son and girlfriend hadn't followed the action and were fussing with their car. They thought I'd run off, again since their brains couldn't compute that kind of info like vanishing, they ran around the house, barns, shop etc. and could not locate me or the person I was with: apparently a man... when I asked if they were certain it was me or maybe someone else come to see if I was home, they all simultaneously insisted (with that classic "don't you call me a liar" insistance that I've become familiar with in witnesses) it was absolutely me. I've stated before I have unusual angular features and am very distinct looking in frame and form.
Then it dawned on them when they didn't see my car around that I had left early that morning to drive to a town some 300 miles distant to drop my daughter off on a flight to Chicago. They still pounded on my door and no one answered. Yeah, it creeped them out. The usual.
The first instance of my double was my daughter and friend "A" who heard my loud shrill whistle from the kitchen while I was quietly in my bed 30 feet away just almost asleep, except for their shrieking and giggling that I wanted to stop.
The second instance was the shower/horse stall episode where I hesitated on the steps and went to shower instead of feed. I gathered clothes while the phone rang and my daugher and friend "B" were raiding the fridge and chatting. I came to accuse them (after I screamed at the top of my lungs) of not coming to get the phone for me, they went pale/screamed and asked how I'd gotten from the stalls to the hallway with my clothes in less than a second. The friend "B" even told me she'd been in my room just before the phone stopped ringing: she hadn't seen me, I hadn't seen her. I separated the girls and asked them both for details to which they corroborated exactly.
The third incident was when I was exhausted ( a hallmark of when my double is seen) and picking apples on a ladder in our orchard to jam and can with a friend. With a skirtfull of apples my son rounded the corner of the house and looked ashen when he asked why he just saw me walking into the greenhouse, just about 10 feet from where he stood. He explained that I looked "misty" and then just vanished.
The fourth incident was when my son was messing with the goats and teasing them (an activity I've forbidden him to do) He looked at a bush near our kitchen door and I was there from the waist up, as he described: "ten times my usual size" and just looming at him glaring. He stopped messing with the goats!
The fifth incident was when I had hemorrhaged at a hospital on a Sunday last Fall. The phlebotomist who was checking my hemoglobin that evening said "Hi, nice to see you again". I told her I hadn't seen her, to which she gave me the classic "don't call me a liar" look, and explained that not only had she seen me the day before on her shift, but clearly remembered my name and having had talked with me (I was out of it the Sunday the ambulance brought me in and could barely life my head off my pillow, let alone carry on a conversation on the verge of a needing a blood transfusion.) In hindsight, I couldn't have talked with her earlier even if she was mistaken about talking to me the day before instead of earlier Sunday. I'd gotten just enough strength back that evening to answer short questions. The day she reported seeing me, I was at a Bar-B-Que 20 miles away with multiple witnesses, went home and night and went to bed without leaving my town.
The sixth incident was just a short while later when I went for a checkup after I'd gotten my hemoglobin back up on bed rest at home. I usually do my own carpentry, but was too weak still and with winter coming on, I hired a friend to replace three failed windows. I was with him the whole day and remembered at the last second about my checkup. I raced to the appointment and when the doctor came in she looked me up and down and said "I saw you earlier today" to which I replied that she hadn't and got the classic "look". She went on to describe me, my clothes I was wearing, my hair etc. and insisted it was me. I just replied that alot of people were saying that these days ..and changed the subject.
The seventh incident was when my son and his friend were talking with me near our loganberry patch and my son suddenly said, "hey, there you are coming from the kitchen. But it's not you, it's just your dress with the red flowers with no head, arms or legs". I turned around and nothing was there. His little friend was turned away at the time and didn't see anything; she was facing him as was I and looking the opposite direction.
The eighth incident was the aforementioned renters' sighting and exploration.
There, this time I'll copy this sucker and put it onto my Word program in case it gets "disappeared" again. The Double just keeps vanishing into thin air it seems
My tenants, which are a man and wife, their adult son and girlfriend, all saw me walking with someone else as clear as day up at the main house just a fifty feet away. The wife had something she wanted to tell me, and they turned to see me there. The others urged her to run up just before they left and tell me; to which she did. As she approached with her husband seconds later, I simply "vanished" before their eyes. Apparenlty the son and girlfriend hadn't followed the action and were fussing with their car. They thought I'd run off, again since their brains couldn't compute that kind of info like vanishing, they ran around the house, barns, shop etc. and could not locate me or the person I was with: apparently a man... when I asked if they were certain it was me or maybe someone else come to see if I was home, they all simultaneously insisted (with that classic "don't you call me a liar" insistance that I've become familiar with in witnesses) it was absolutely me. I've stated before I have unusual angular features and am very distinct looking in frame and form.
Then it dawned on them when they didn't see my car around that I had left early that morning to drive to a town some 300 miles distant to drop my daughter off on a flight to Chicago. They still pounded on my door and no one answered. Yeah, it creeped them out. The usual.
The first instance of my double was my daughter and friend "A" who heard my loud shrill whistle from the kitchen while I was quietly in my bed 30 feet away just almost asleep, except for their shrieking and giggling that I wanted to stop.
The second instance was the shower/horse stall episode where I hesitated on the steps and went to shower instead of feed. I gathered clothes while the phone rang and my daugher and friend "B" were raiding the fridge and chatting. I came to accuse them (after I screamed at the top of my lungs) of not coming to get the phone for me, they went pale/screamed and asked how I'd gotten from the stalls to the hallway with my clothes in less than a second. The friend "B" even told me she'd been in my room just before the phone stopped ringing: she hadn't seen me, I hadn't seen her. I separated the girls and asked them both for details to which they corroborated exactly.
The third incident was when I was exhausted ( a hallmark of when my double is seen) and picking apples on a ladder in our orchard to jam and can with a friend. With a skirtfull of apples my son rounded the corner of the house and looked ashen when he asked why he just saw me walking into the greenhouse, just about 10 feet from where he stood. He explained that I looked "misty" and then just vanished.
The fourth incident was when my son was messing with the goats and teasing them (an activity I've forbidden him to do) He looked at a bush near our kitchen door and I was there from the waist up, as he described: "ten times my usual size" and just looming at him glaring. He stopped messing with the goats!
The fifth incident was when I had hemorrhaged at a hospital on a Sunday last Fall. The phlebotomist who was checking my hemoglobin that evening said "Hi, nice to see you again". I told her I hadn't seen her, to which she gave me the classic "don't call me a liar" look, and explained that not only had she seen me the day before on her shift, but clearly remembered my name and having had talked with me (I was out of it the Sunday the ambulance brought me in and could barely life my head off my pillow, let alone carry on a conversation on the verge of a needing a blood transfusion.) In hindsight, I couldn't have talked with her earlier even if she was mistaken about talking to me the day before instead of earlier Sunday. I'd gotten just enough strength back that evening to answer short questions. The day she reported seeing me, I was at a Bar-B-Que 20 miles away with multiple witnesses, went home and night and went to bed without leaving my town.
The sixth incident was just a short while later when I went for a checkup after I'd gotten my hemoglobin back up on bed rest at home. I usually do my own carpentry, but was too weak still and with winter coming on, I hired a friend to replace three failed windows. I was with him the whole day and remembered at the last second about my checkup. I raced to the appointment and when the doctor came in she looked me up and down and said "I saw you earlier today" to which I replied that she hadn't and got the classic "look". She went on to describe me, my clothes I was wearing, my hair etc. and insisted it was me. I just replied that alot of people were saying that these days ..and changed the subject.
The seventh incident was when my son and his friend were talking with me near our loganberry patch and my son suddenly said, "hey, there you are coming from the kitchen. But it's not you, it's just your dress with the red flowers with no head, arms or legs". I turned around and nothing was there. His little friend was turned away at the time and didn't see anything; she was facing him as was I and looking the opposite direction.
The eighth incident was the aforementioned renters' sighting and exploration.
There, this time I'll copy this sucker and put it onto my Word program in case it gets "disappeared" again. The Double just keeps vanishing into thin air it seems