Gary Donaldson couldn’t find his glasses. He woke and reached to his bedside table as he did every morning and put his hand on nothing but the table’s surface.
This wasn’t the first time he’d lost his glasses.
“I later found them in the kitchen, upstairs bathroom, or in the middle of the living room floor,” Donaldson said. ”My glasses? I can’t do that. I am blind without them. I wear them 100 percent of the time and simply cannot leave them someplace accidentally, much less on the floor.”
Strange things like this began to happen once he met a Fae girl.
“We met online at a social networking site,” he said. “During this three-week period while we were getting to know each other online it felt like my house had been invaded.”
The television remote control would disappear, only to be found in the garage, laundry room, or in the kitchen freezer. Pencils would vanish from the house, and his dogs started barking at an “intruder” neither Donaldson nor his nine-year-old daughter could see.
“We had the general sense of being watched at all times,” Donaldson said. “My daughter woke up with nightmares. Keep in mind none of this was terrifying or oppressive. Nothing like the Poltergeist movies or anything. More like wacky or mischievous.”
As the “invasion” continued, so did the online relationship between Donaldson and the girl claiming to be Fae.
“By Fae folk I mean human/fairy hybrids whose grandparents had sex with spiritual beings, nominally fairies but possibly other little people,” Donaldson said. “This woman claimed to be one-quarter Fae, which I discounted as delusional. Fairies are those little Disney Tinkerbelle flying people, right? But she was adamant and I so smitten that I shrugged and went with the flow, and eventually came to recognize and fear what she was capable of.”
These Fae, Donaldson said, live and work among us, operating in the wee hours at jobs like janitors, waitresses, and motel clerks – jobs that don’t draw much attention.
Once Donaldson drove the 900 miles to meet this “Fae,” he knew she told the truth. She was “beautiful, mesmerizing, strange, terrifying.”
“This is important because of my mental state when I met my Fae,” he said. “They are fascinated with emotions, especially strong ones. This is because pure Fae have no emotions and are jealous of ours. There was an aspect of her that was cold and inhuman and when it peered out at me it was soul chilling, and it gave her pleasure to see me flustered when it happened.”
Once he met her in a south Missouri motel, they spent the weekend in bed.
“We literally spent 10 to 12 hours a day having sex, going out only for meals,” he said. “I slept maybe four hours that weekend and felt like a train had run me over by the end. She, on the other hand, seemed energized when we parted ways.”
That weekend was also the time she talked about her origins.
“It began my education in how to conduct myself around her kind,” he said. “It was all laid out as a matter of fact, no winking or giggling. This was serious business and if I wanted to see her again I needed to know the rules. I dutifully filed it away, but the whole weekend was like a dream. I did not reflect too heavily on it until my return home and a good bout of introspection.”
When he returned home, the mischievous activities had stopped, but he couldn’t stay away from her long. He drove the 1,800 miles round trip to see her four times in four months.
“The intensity never let up once,” he said. “Every time we met, usually the same motel, it would be damned near continuous sex, broken up by meals and her work. It was nothing like a date. I have never had a relationship like this before or since. The whole thing seemed impossible.”
Strange things – lucky things – happened while Donaldson had this relationship with the Fae. He’d hit all green lights and always find a parking space, but it was the medical recovery of a close friend with a terminal disease that made him realize his new girlfriend might be telling the truth. Donaldson told her about his friend’s medical condition and shortly received word his friend was cured.
“I call my Fae to tell her the good news and she is so smug it’s unbearable,” Donaldson said. “‘I know,’ she says, ‘isn’t it wonderful?’”
Their relationship ended abruptly.
“I made my final trip there, without a clue anything would be different,” he said. “Instead, the girl I met seemed cold, distant, distracted. We fell into each others arms as before, but she said she had to be someplace and hurriedly left. Things felt horribly awry.”
They met the next day and Donaldson knew the relationship was over.
“I begged her to talk to me, but she simply said ‘goodbye,’ hugged me for an extended period of time, then left,” he said. “That ‘goodbye’ was final. I never saw her again.”
Donaldson suspects her “Fae” side took over.
“The Fae component within had grown bored of me and yanked her chain,” he said. “A part of her was upset, perhaps, but the creature inside maintained control with a steel fist. It had gotten enough sex-energy or whatever it wanted from me and was done. Experiment concluded; send the human home.”
Got a scary story? Ever played with a Ouija board, heard voices, seen a ghost, UFO or a creature you couldn’t identify? Let Jason know about it: Jason Offutt, P.O. Box 501, Maryville, Mo., 64468, or jasonoffutt@hotmail.com. Your story might make an upcoming installment of “From the Shadows.”
Jason’s newest book on the paranormal, “Paranormal Missouri: Show Me Your Monsters,” is available at Jason’s blog, from-the-shadows.blogspot.com.
Monday, April 25, 2011
Saturday, April 16, 2011
A Shadow Army in the Czech Republic
Something dark visited the village Bystrá nad Jizerou in the Semily District in the north Czech Republic in 2007 – something that still terrifies Lucie Gore.
“My parents, my son and me were spending some time at our weekend house,” she said. “The house is about 150 years old. It used to be a pub.”
As Gore’s son slept in an upstairs bedroom, Gore and her parents sat relaxing in the downstairs living room when she saw something that couldn’t be – there were people in the room; people her parents couldn’t see. Gore thought them an army.
“In the evening, about 9 p.m., I had a vision,” she said. “I saw one or two leaders, normal height of a man, not too tall, about five to six feet tall. I understood they were the leaders of this army of small little figures.”
These two beings, both hooded, stood in front of Gore, ignoring her and motioning orders to the entities behind them – tiny entities.
“This army was standing, lined up and waiting for a command from the leaders,” she said. “There were 10s and 10s of them. They were somewhere between one to two feet tall. The army was small, like midgets.”
Gore could do nothing but sit in the living room, staring gap-jawed at these diminutive, hooded beings forming ranks before her. But the encounter quickly turned wicked.
“They didn't do anything,” she said. “They just stood there and with that vision I had a sharp feeling inside of my body that someone was killing me. I really thought that I was dying suddenly right there, surrounded by my family.”
Pain shot through Gore’s chest, but she was powerless to move, powerless to speak.
“I felt the worst fear and badness,” she said. “I had a real evil feeling from them.”
She sat, staring at the army of small entities and their commanders, until something snapped within her and the beings were gone. Her first thought was of her child.
“When I ‘got back’ and was able to walk, I went upstairs to check on my son,” she said. “I was worried about him. I was thinking that there might be something wrong with him.”
The boy lay in bed sleeping peacefully. Gore was relieved, but hesitant.
“I didn't get close to him, because I didn't want to put this evil feeling around him,” she said. “I didn't know what to think at all.”
But she did know one thing – she wasn’t going to talk about this incident.
“The experience was very frightening and I never wanted to talk about this with anyone else,” she said. “I feel that they wouldn't understand anyway and I would look like a total freak. Also, I don't want to think about this because it’s too scary.”
Gore wouldn’t tell her parents, even though this event occurred in their house.
“They are atheists and they would say that I am going crazy and would make me go see a doctor,” she said. “I believe in God, respect nature and I am interested in new age science. I’ve never experienced anything similar to that before or after.”
She eventually told her husband from Louisiana, and a Catholic friend.
“This Catholic friend is very religious,” she said. “My Catholic friend told me to pray and she thought I was haunted. My husband supported me and believed me.”
Gore knows of a similar incident to hers, but she doesn’t want to know more about it.
“I have heard about one more lady here in the Czech Republic that saw them too, but I never investigated it,” she said. “I didn’t want to. I think it definitely changed my life and the way I think.”
Gore has only experienced something paranormal one other time – in Greece.
“I also had a strange experience with my husband 15 years ago while we were on vacation,” she said. “While in our rental apartment, I was in the shower and he was in bed reading a book.”
When Gore stepped out of the shower and walked into the bedroom, she saw chocolate milk on the floor, but it was not pooled as spilled liquid usually is.
“I saw a line of chocolate milk on the wall,” she said. “That line was around our bed on two walls around the bed. The line was made with chocolate milk from a glass we had on the night table by the bed. The line was perfectly straight.”
The milk went two ways around the bed, something Gore can’t explain.
“We never figured that out,” she said, but thinks maybe a ghost was in the room. “It’s interesting to note that (Gore’s father-in-law) had a heart attack in the USA during the exact time that this happened.”
Got a scary story? Ever played with a Ouija board, heard voices, seen a ghost, UFO or a creature you couldn’t identify? Let Jason know about it: Jason Offutt, P.O. Box 501, Maryville, Mo., 64468, or jasonoffutt@hotmail.com. Your story might make an upcoming installment of “From the Shadows.”
Jason’s newest book on the paranormal, “Paranormal Missouri: Show Me Your Monsters,” is available at Jason’s blog, from-the-shadows.blogspot.com.
“My parents, my son and me were spending some time at our weekend house,” she said. “The house is about 150 years old. It used to be a pub.”
As Gore’s son slept in an upstairs bedroom, Gore and her parents sat relaxing in the downstairs living room when she saw something that couldn’t be – there were people in the room; people her parents couldn’t see. Gore thought them an army.
“In the evening, about 9 p.m., I had a vision,” she said. “I saw one or two leaders, normal height of a man, not too tall, about five to six feet tall. I understood they were the leaders of this army of small little figures.”
These two beings, both hooded, stood in front of Gore, ignoring her and motioning orders to the entities behind them – tiny entities.
“This army was standing, lined up and waiting for a command from the leaders,” she said. “There were 10s and 10s of them. They were somewhere between one to two feet tall. The army was small, like midgets.”
Gore could do nothing but sit in the living room, staring gap-jawed at these diminutive, hooded beings forming ranks before her. But the encounter quickly turned wicked.
“They didn't do anything,” she said. “They just stood there and with that vision I had a sharp feeling inside of my body that someone was killing me. I really thought that I was dying suddenly right there, surrounded by my family.”
Pain shot through Gore’s chest, but she was powerless to move, powerless to speak.
“I felt the worst fear and badness,” she said. “I had a real evil feeling from them.”
She sat, staring at the army of small entities and their commanders, until something snapped within her and the beings were gone. Her first thought was of her child.
“When I ‘got back’ and was able to walk, I went upstairs to check on my son,” she said. “I was worried about him. I was thinking that there might be something wrong with him.”
The boy lay in bed sleeping peacefully. Gore was relieved, but hesitant.
“I didn't get close to him, because I didn't want to put this evil feeling around him,” she said. “I didn't know what to think at all.”
But she did know one thing – she wasn’t going to talk about this incident.
“The experience was very frightening and I never wanted to talk about this with anyone else,” she said. “I feel that they wouldn't understand anyway and I would look like a total freak. Also, I don't want to think about this because it’s too scary.”
Gore wouldn’t tell her parents, even though this event occurred in their house.
“They are atheists and they would say that I am going crazy and would make me go see a doctor,” she said. “I believe in God, respect nature and I am interested in new age science. I’ve never experienced anything similar to that before or after.”
She eventually told her husband from Louisiana, and a Catholic friend.
“This Catholic friend is very religious,” she said. “My Catholic friend told me to pray and she thought I was haunted. My husband supported me and believed me.”
Gore knows of a similar incident to hers, but she doesn’t want to know more about it.
“I have heard about one more lady here in the Czech Republic that saw them too, but I never investigated it,” she said. “I didn’t want to. I think it definitely changed my life and the way I think.”
Gore has only experienced something paranormal one other time – in Greece.
“I also had a strange experience with my husband 15 years ago while we were on vacation,” she said. “While in our rental apartment, I was in the shower and he was in bed reading a book.”
When Gore stepped out of the shower and walked into the bedroom, she saw chocolate milk on the floor, but it was not pooled as spilled liquid usually is.
“I saw a line of chocolate milk on the wall,” she said. “That line was around our bed on two walls around the bed. The line was made with chocolate milk from a glass we had on the night table by the bed. The line was perfectly straight.”
The milk went two ways around the bed, something Gore can’t explain.
“We never figured that out,” she said, but thinks maybe a ghost was in the room. “It’s interesting to note that (Gore’s father-in-law) had a heart attack in the USA during the exact time that this happened.”
Got a scary story? Ever played with a Ouija board, heard voices, seen a ghost, UFO or a creature you couldn’t identify? Let Jason know about it: Jason Offutt, P.O. Box 501, Maryville, Mo., 64468, or jasonoffutt@hotmail.com. Your story might make an upcoming installment of “From the Shadows.”
Jason’s newest book on the paranormal, “Paranormal Missouri: Show Me Your Monsters,” is available at Jason’s blog, from-the-shadows.blogspot.com.
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