Embracing the Spirits: True Stories of My Encounters With the Other Side by Barbara Parks (best ereader for graphic novels txt) 📗

guided towards the light. Although they initially came across

as sad and confused, they began to thrive on the attention that my friends and I were lavishing upon them. What began as an

ominous feeling of heaviness pervading the hotel, progressed

to a light-hearted sense of joviality. The ghosts were relishing the attention they had been deprived of for decades, and they

were obviously touched by our efforts to help them. As our

connection developed each week, their awareness of the light

became more and more apparent. They assured us that they

were happy to cross over.

That is all of them except for one spirit; the girl in Room

One.

Although she did briefly step forward during the first seance, her connection was not particularly strong. Her manifestation

was fleeting, just long enough to identify herself as Bev and tell us that she was the young woman from Room One.

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Disturbingly, she suggested that rather than taking her own

life, she had actually been murdered. When asked who it was

that killed her, she told us that it was her boyfriend. She said that he then made it look as though she had killed herself.

Naturally we were all taken aback by this, and before we

had time to ask her more questions, Bev’s energy faded and

she was gone. The thought of her trapped at the scene of her

death filled me with despair, so I asked Justin if he could possibly connect with her.

He told us he had already done so. Both being in their late

teens when they passed, the two seemed to gravitate towards

each other. Justin confirmed that her name was Bev, but he

preferred to call her Bub!

Bev had obviously been reaching out to us, but for reasons

I can only guess at, she seemed to have trouble fully connect-

ing. Perhaps she was confused and disoriented by the abrupt-

ness of her death, or maybe she couldn’t be at peace until her alleged killer was brought to justice.

In addition to her initial communication at the seance, I

also had two photographs of her. It seemed she wanted to be

noticed and was reaching out for help.

The first was taken by my friend, Jacqui, when she stayed

at the hotel a couple of years earlier. The image of the distraught young woman is so distinct that if one didn’t know

any better, the presumption would be that it was a photograph

of a living person. The giveaway, however, is the fact that the young woman’s face seems to be distorting, almost as though

she is having trouble trying to maintain her visible form. And of course, Jacqui assures me that no living being was standing before her at the time.

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Being very sensitive to spirit presences, Jacqui could feel an energy shift in the room and started snapping photos. She had

hoped to capture some orbs to confirm her suspicions that she

was in the company of a ghost, but what she got was much

more than she could possibly have expected.

Two years later, Bev saw fit to appear in someone else’s

photo. In fact it was the same evening that I conducted the first seance at the hotel; the night she first identified herself by name.

A lady named Lidia (who had been one of the sitters at

the seance) took it upon herself to visit Room One before she

went home for the evening. She emailed me first thing the

next day, to ask my opinion of the image she had captured.

My friend, Jacqui, was astounded to capture this photograph. We later discovered that the ghost in the photo is that of a teenage girl named Bev, whom many believe took her own life in Room One.

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“I had been in Room One before,” Lidia told me. “I sup-

pose it was over a year ago. I’d connected to Bev then, so

thought I would see if I could do so again.”

Lidia told me that upon entering the room for the first

time, she had been immediately assailed by a sense of constriction around her throat.

“She was showing me how she died,” said Lidia. “And you

know what else? She told me back then that her boyfriend had

killed her. Having her repeat the same thing last night seems

more than coincidental …”

Is the face peering from around the door jam,

that of our teenage friend, Bev?

The attached self-portrait shows Lidia standing in the door-

way of Room One. It seems she took the photo by accident as

she was leaving the room. Although grainy and out of focus,

the face peering from around the doorway is unmistakeable.

Lidia’s face dominates the bottom left hand side of the shot, yet over her left shoulder is the distinct image of a face. It has 90The Girl in Room One

the same plump cheeks as the woman in Jacqui’s photo, and

looks as though it could well be the same woman.

Bev was definitely trying to reach out to us.

So of course, when Justin told us he’d been in contact with

Bev, I wondered if we had finally found a way to help her. I

suddenly felt optimistic.

Justin assured us that he had been speaking with her, and

that she was finally ready to cross over. He told us that he was taking Bev to the light.

Justin’s whole energy was uplifting, and I wondered if

Bev was being bolstered by his positivity. He, too, had suf-

fered during his lifetime, and seeing him so evolved and happy was nothing short of inspiring. Perhaps he made Bev feel

that way too. Justin was a shining example of joy overcom-

ing heartbreak, and epitomises the beauty of a new beginning.

Through Justin’s example, Bev was able to start healing. He

showed her that no matter how tragic one’s earthly history,

there is still happiness, fulfilment and purpose to be found

within the light.

As I write this, I can’t help but feel that we have a moral

obligation to investigate Bev’s claims that she was murdered.

It’s highly likely that the undisclosed