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witchcastors · 7 years

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An Icon™ Barney Ghost - would love to hear more about ur spooky stuff bc omg boNES??? The only bones I fuck with is chicken bones after i finish my drum sticks ((also dont worry about it ok this ask is just for whenever u feel like u wanna/feel ready to share some of the other spooky stories!! since tensed up telling that story dont feel pressured to tell us until ure ready! I know The Feel honestly i got into witchcraft so i could Deal With Spirits bc honestly?? Ghost™ troubles makes me a croon

I’ve finally got to this message! (I’m trying to keep them in order and I’m very bad at it, I apologize) How are you doing hunny? Ghost troubles are the bane of my existence–something’s always going on with me, lol. Perhaps I should reach out to Iya barney ghost and let him know that he’s reached Icon status? He’d love it, I’m sure. (Insert capt holt’s voice: BooOOnNeEE!!!!)

I’m definitely going to take this ask as an opportunity to go into more detail about him the others I had to deal with that following week. For all of you who are curious as to what she’s referring to, here is part one of the story about one of my paranormal encounters.

After the initial run in with the seemingly terrifying, lanky Creature from Hell at what I’ve named the Indie house, I wasn’t exactly happy with Lise, but I didn’t blame her for it. I just didn’t want anything to do with that house or any of the others in the area (there are 4 highly active haunted houses in those woods, and since then I’ve had a shit ton experiences with two of them in particular, because, you guessed it, I’m a curious dumbass who’s very susceptible to peer pressure)

In fact, after I tell you guys about this story, I can go into some of the crazy things that happened at the Pink house, if you’d like? But, I digress.

So yeah. We eventually get back to Lise’s house–which was about a half hour’s walk through the woods away. That wasn’t fun, our paranoia was at an all time high (mine esp because I was pretty sure the Barney Hell Beast was following us).

After getting home, Tim was on a roll. He wasn’t really a believer in the whole supernatural area, and he was having quite a good time going over what had happened over and over again. I remember sitting on Lise’s bed with the two of them. We were eating those dreamsicles and the tv was on as background noise, but my focus was the woods. Lise’s bedroom was in the back of the house, and her back wall was basically just a huge window that faced the woods–the same direction that the Indie house was in. I just couldn’t shake the feeling that we were still being watched, (despite kinda knowing that the demon seemed to be landlocked to that house for some reason)

Tim had finally noticed that I was acting weird, and when he asked about it Lise kinda went into a rant about me–so much so that I ended up having to stop her. I didn’t have much control of it then and was very insecure, particularly about my sight (I’ve got what my nana calls a Ghost Eye). He then badgered me about it (ugh I hate younger me for caving in) Regardless! I managed to convince him of my weirdness by going in detail about his nightmares and grandma that I shouldn’t have known anything about. I don’t remember most of the rest of the night, but I know the next day, we had school. And I still. I still couldn’t shake it, the feeling that we were being watched.

It was right after third period. I always met up with Lise because we had fourth together. When I saw her, I knew something was wrong. She looked happy and all, but her aura was shrowded from me. And it was…oozing? Not sure how to explain it. What’s worse, is the ache in my teeth now had a sharp, definable taste: metal. Tinfoil. Just a hint of it. We were by the gym area, too, and I remember feeling like something was watching us from the trophy case area. I grabbed her arm to pull her closer to me to ask what was going on with her, so our other friends wouldn’t hear. She laughed and said I was being stupid. But. As soon as I tightened my grip, I had what I can only describe as a vision? A vision of the night before, of her bedroom. Of that tall, creepy thing in the dark, standing right outside her bedroom. Only, it wasn’t looking at us in the bed. It was facing her closet. I saw it’s elongated limb start to rise, it slinked it’s way up the back deck. Then the vision flashed back to Lise sleeping next to me.

Lise’s face was twisted–not really out of the ordinary, she was very expressive in her sleep. But she was having a nightmare. Back to the window. Apart from his arm, the creature still wasn’t moving. His face had changed though, his too small eyes had grown huge, now they took up over half of his face. He was very focused, so much so that his body was starting to vibrate–I saw more blackness forming, sharp spikes peeling and tearing out of the tops of his shoulders.

Lise snapped me back to reality then. We were standing in the doorway of english and she was whisper-yelling at me to move my ass inside or we were going to be considered tarty, also two other guys were trying to get in. But I was pissed. Lise had done something she shouldn’t have, I just didn’t know what yet.

When we had gotten to our seats, she had asked me what my problem was and I kinda blurted out what was in her closet. Then got yelled at by our english teacher. Waited for a few minutes in silence while Lise looked very upset and uncomfortable. I passed her my notebook, and when she sent it back, I knew we were officially in deep shit

“I may or may not have taken a few bones from the house!”

She was snickering while she watched me read it. I thought I was going to vomit. How stupid do you have to be to take BONES from a HAUNTED HOUSE. When did she even do it?! When we were running from the house? I was so confused. Thankfully, we were then allowed to break off into our jeopardy study groups so I was able to yell at Lise

My other two friends were then given a light rundown, my sag friend hit her immediately and then this bish PULLS OUT ONE OF THE BONES. It was old and small and dingy looking, also the top part of it, that looked like it might have been connected to a hand maybe, had been stained with something. It looked like goopy ink. And the energy around it was a murky green. It made my shoulders tighten and my throat hurt. Not a very good sign.

I AM NOT KIDDING. SHE’S LIKE “I got the rest at home” Sag friend literally turned around in her seat saying “you white girls are crazy” I’ll skip the rest of the day bc, aside from a few snippet visions and little weird things, it was rather uneventful. Until school was over.

The entire ride back with her dad to her house was very stressful. In reality, that thing hadn’t been following us around all day, one of its…familiars(? i can describe it if yall want) was. Which meant the Hell Demon was at her house. Trying to get to the bones she had taken. What if it was waiting for us in her room? What did these bones mean to it? Could it leave if Lise was carrying on of them on her person?

I’m going to end this here now that I’ve given yall a good workup and some background info. If you’d like to hear about my first verbal encounter with this creature, please send me another ask! I’ve already written most of the memory down. Also, if any of you guys want to be notified about this or any of my other encounters, just let me know (I’m going to tag the babes who had left comments on part one just in case theyre still interested, but ill remove their names if they ask)

#alrighty so i guess this is part 2? i know this one was rather dull im sorry i just gotta work up to part 3 #its what Iya deserves ok i wanna tell his whole story if i can #demons #cryptids #horror #spooky #spooky stories #mine #personal #iya #thechopkins #horror story #barbarismandcamaraderie #aspen annihilation #windybeginnings

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knifenymph · 7 years

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poetry energy reading review!

i received a really cool energy reading from the lovely @windybeginnings !!!! i am going to dissect it and evaluate each part!

the energy poem:

A land of travel, never ending I must find my ordained place Through paint and color, mind transcending Ere I leave without a trace

Pine and beetles, all around me Feathers help to guide my way Wisdom though my followers bleed My crown awaits just past the grey.

Berobed in purple and in red I survey what is now my own I’ll honor the lost and bury the dead And start to make it feel like home.

for the first stanza- i am traveling and traveling, looking for where i fit in. i totally feel this because i have been trying to change my personality more and shift it. i like how it says “Ere i leave without a trace” for i have been kinda keeping quiet about it. its been more of a personal thing and i haven't given anyone any details on it bc its just abt me for now lol.

but, because of the second stanza, it could mean something else. there was a big change that was supposed to come in my life, but i made a few decisions that kinda put me on a path away from it on accident. it was as if the change was looking for a place to settle, but if it didn't find one, it would leave and not come back

for the second stanza- beetles represent spiritual maturity; this is where the second interpretation ties in. pine symbolizes longevity and wisdom. for the beetles and pine to be all around me, it kinda comes off to me as if they are just a little out of reach. they surround me, but haven't closed in, yet.

the “[f]eathers help to guide my way.” to me, feathers represent flexibility and airiness. another representation of it that i found was for wisdom, which is interesting bc that is the beginning of the next line. i am being guided through the change with wisdom, which leads to my success.

for the third stanza- purple and red are very royal colors. purple represents royalty, while red represents passion, leadership, and determination. i have been led through the change and have received the reward of success. though different parts of me have died off, i can start making the new parts fit in better

overall- this poem really captured where I'm at right now and also gives me hope that i didn't miss my chance for the change. it is still in reach, but i need to be wise and follow my knowledge. thank you so much !!!!

Look up Ends of the Earth by Lord Huron, because the aesthetic of that song was your energy exactly.

oh wow! i just listened to that song and it was really pretty! thank you!

the energy reading:

I meant to just get a feel of your energy. You had a really strong pull, but also a really strong defense. I was just gonna leave cause I didn’t wanna infringe but just as I was about to leave, I was pulled into a vision! (This doesn’t happen often in my energy readings, I'm not talented enough yet!)

this is super cool! i just tweaked my wards last night so I'm glad it extended to my personal energy as well!

The vision started as if I was in the middle of a battle. Everything was red and yellow and black, like a modern style painting. It looked like one of those moving clips you see of an animated Van Gogh painting. I raced through, jumping back and forth to keep out of the way of the rearing horses. I wasn’t safe here, so I ran to the nearby treeline. The painting style disappeared and everything looked normal once I entered the treeline.

this color scheme is interesting omg. red represents passion and blood, yellow represents hope and honor, and black represents power and death. the idea of it being a painting is also super cool bc I've been getting more and more into art as of recent! the way that the painting style disappeared when i entered the forest, a place where i feel closer to the earth, is very interesting. especially how i went to the tree line as a place for safety.

I sat down and felt enveloped in pine needles. I took a breather, relaxing after the adrenaline rush that was the battle. I saw two beetles crawling in my hair. I knew they weren’t normal bugs. They were completely golden, and they felt as if they were a piece of me that was missing. I didn’t know how...but I wanted to find out.

lord,,, my energy calling me out lol. the pine needles and the beetles resurfacing from the other energy reading loll. the pine, once again, represents wisdom and the beetles, spiritual maturity. the number 2, for the two beetles, represents resilience and diplomacy. i need to bounce back from the path i strayed onto, and return to where my wisdom guides.

I stood and looked on the forest floor. I found a pattern of feathers, laid out as if a ritual had been performed there. It was vital to me, but I didn’t know how. It felt like the answer was on the tip of my tongue, but I moved on.

im gonna try to recreate this ritual maybe!!! if you could send me a brief illustration of the pattern of the feathers, that would be fantastic omg.

its possible this ritual could've been done by one of my companions. two of my companions have been the main two advocates for this change so it could be one of them trying to rekindle my ability to follow it

I came to a clearing and was swept up into another battle. An army stood, waiting for my order. I didn’t hesitate, I screamed the order and lunged forward, taking the front of the charge. My soldiers died around me, and I felt a pull of horror as I saw the blood fly in the air behind me, splattered on the trees like paint. But we were strong. We kept charging forward. Finally, finally, we were victorious! We broke through the enemy line.

the first battle, i ran from, and the second one, i took charge. this is very, very interesting. the first chance for the change, i kinda ignored. my companion E kept telling me to stop snacking and eating dumb things that weren't good for me, but i ignored him abt it bc I'm stubborn and hard headed lmao. i don't like to follow directions blindly, so me gaining knowledge in between the two battles is what allowed me to take charge in the next.

though the casualties were frightening, i know i need to shed the different parts of me that aren't fit for continuing. i need to push thru anyway.

Before me stood a hill. I felt a calling to go to it. Such a strong calling, as if this was the only thing in the world I needed. I walked forward, and as I walked I was transformed. My clothes changed into a deep red cloak embroidered with gold thread. On my head shone a crown of purple amethysts. The two beetles that were in my hair were now at my shoulders, bearing to the world that I was royalty. I looked back over to my army and looked out across the land. This was my kingdom now. I had control. I had wisdom. I had the love of my people.

the calling to this hill is very interesting. the call to the top. its as if i made it, and straying off the path right before i make it is not an option. the deep red of the cloak, again, symbolizes passion, leadership, and determination. thats where i'm at right now. amethyst is a crystal that helps “heal personal losses and grief, bringing one gently past” which can go both for the literal loss of the soldiers, or the figurative loss of some of the pieces of me.

the two beetles are now with me. i have succeeded and have been met with spiritual maturity. they rest on my shoulders.

i have gotten thru the change and survived it. i have succeeded, but not through brute force. though i am in control, the people love me.

BLESS. this reading was so great and so in-depth and was just what i needed to hear. thank you so incredibly much. i would be delighted to buy a reading from you in the future if you ever start charging from them. you have a great talent for energy reading and I'm so thankful i got to receive one from you. thank you so super much! ♡♡♡

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