At 12 we went to Virginia where civil war had ended. Had museum of
plantation houses n slave shanties. Battle fields. Some places I heard
screaming agony n felt chaos all around even felt anxiety build in my
heart. In plantation house I felt male watching us smug n satisfied like
some pompous ass. Stifled energy of women sewing n whispering hair not
out of place. I felt Ill in one room turned out several died as children
of flu n various illnesses. Then we went to slave house called shanties
. Omg such happiness n I started singing ( which isn’t good haha) a
song I could not have known. Mother thought I was making fun of black
folks n was ready to murder me. But that little shanty was so full of
happiness. I loved it. So that was my first paranormal experience in
slight possession.
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