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Living With Dead Folks, Volume Three
Living With Dead Folks, Volume Three
Living With Dead Folks, Volume Three
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Living With Dead Folks, Volume Three

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Would you live in a haunted house? Now, before you answer that question, be honest with yourself. Do ghost really scare you, despite the brave front you put on to others? Do you have a plentiful supply of clean underwear for when the ghosts pop in to cause mischief? Do you have the fortitude to discipline the ghosts into obedience, or better yet, cross these poor lost souls into the light so they can find peace instead of confusion?
Ghosts are not pets, y'all. And if they bee-bop into T. M. Simmons' world, she either sends them into the light or disciplines them with both love and tough love. Simmons lives in a haunted house day in and day out, and has done so for over thirty years. A few years ago, she started writing a weekly or bi-weekly blog about life in her paranormal boarding house, as well as her adventures as a paranormal investigator. This is her third collection of those blogs, gathered and updated from the ones she wrote in 2014. Read on, with or without the lights on, depending on how often you wish to wash your drawers.

Reviews from Living With Dead Folks, Volume One and Two:

"She lives in a haunted house and her resident ghosts give plenty to blog about."

"This author deserves more than 5 stars for her books."

"I really enjoy reading Mrs. Simmons books! I enjoy reading about ghosts and she never fails to disappoint me as she has a few of them residing in her own home!"

"A great read on a fascinating topic!"

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PublisherTM Simmons
Release dateApr 23, 2015
ISBN9781310369469
Living With Dead Folks, Volume Three
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TM Simmons

For over twenty years, I have been chasing, and finding, ghosts and other paranormal entities. For even longer, I have been publishing fiction and non-fiction. I delight in scaring myself silly, as well as anyone else I can corner with my verbal or written tales.

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    Living With Dead Folks, Volume Three - TM Simmons

    Chapter 1: Heading into 2014

    1/5/2014

    It's been a busy start to this new year, but a good busy one. We did an investigation that culminated in a cleansing on Saturday morning, and Saturday evening, headed out to my favorite cemetery, Dry Creek. I'll probably write up the investigation in detail for one of the diaries, since we did some interesting cross overs for a couple very stubborn ghosts. However, the cemetery was one of those fun trips for me.

    We ended up taking a couple friends of a crew member, and it was the first time they had watched us communicate through the flashlights. My Raggedy Ann doll also put on quite a show for us! We've got a lot of evidence to go over, and my Equipment Tech, Timmy, is here for a couple days to help out. Since I lost my camera and couldn't find it for the majority of the time we were at the cemetery, I've only got a couple pictures. However, I do have those pictures because I asked the spirits out there to help me find the camera. Voila! I found it within five minutes of asking, about the time we were getting ready to leave.

    The first picture is of an area we hadn't tramped through yet, so I could try to tell you the orb isn't dust. However, there was a breeze blowing that evening, so I'm not making any judgment calls. It's a nice photo, though.

    This is Anna Lee, my Raggedy Ann trigger object, set up by the gravestone of a small child. We also laid our flashlights down here. I know this child has crossed over, since I helped her cross one night. Therefore, I don't feel that I'm intruding by setting up by her body's resting place. She does come back and chat with us, though. We had numerous incidents of her lighting up due to paranormal energy approaching last night, as we usually do in this cemetery. The other spirits we've be-friended there have also decided they like to speak through Anna Lee. She's my favorite piece of equipment.

    One of my hopes for the new year (I don't do resolutions) is to get more proficient with sharing our evidence with y'all. If anyone knows about some good software (not too expensive), let me know here in the comments or on my Facebook page. Timmy's going to put together a set of dvd players/recorders to help us out.

    ~~~~

    I pretty much laid out what I hope to accomplish as far as my writing goes in last week's blog, so I won't bore you with those details again. However, if you are still in a Christmas-y mood, I'm leaving Upon a Midnight Clear, my Christmas short story, at $.99 for the foreseeable future. As usual, the best place to find the url's to buy the book at the various e-book sites is on the web site.

    http://www.iseeghosts.com

    I wish everyone safe hunts in 2014.

    Boo!

    T. M.

    Chapter 2: Ghost Calling Me Mean

    1/12/2014

    I'm a big advocate against confrontation of ghosts. It's rude and downright mean. A lot of ghost hunters I've run across are not gifted with the ability to quickly discern who is on the other end of that communication. Few of them have a crew member with psychic or medium abilities, and they depend upon electronic or battery-operated equipment, as well as vague questions. Therefore, when they confront and antagonize the ghost, they don't know if it is a small child, someone's mother or sister, or a confused and lost soul.

    I've made a solemn promise to myself to be respectful of the paranormal and the ghosts I meet there. The members of my Supernatural Researchers of Texas crew feel the same. But I got sucker-punched by a ghost last week, who accused me of exactly that, being mean. That did give me cause to step back and think hard about what I'd done. My only defense, at least to myself, was these two ghosts were upsetting a small child. And those who follow my stories and blogs know that nothing gets my dander up faster than a ghost scaring a child.

    I usually do know whom I'm confronting, even though sometimes it takes a while for me to open communication with the ghost or ghosts we find. This time, we were somewhat aware ahead of time what the situation was. We knew there was at least one older lady ghost who was upsetting a ten-year-old little boy. It didn't take us long after arrived, however, to find two ghosts there, both of them older women. That's what set the state of affairs up, a situation that had deteriorated quickly from the boy enjoying playing with one woman, to him being upset and scared. That's when my crew was called in.

    It took us even longer to figure out exactly who the second ghost was. The homeowner was fairly certain about the first one, and we confirmed that. After some detective work and questioning, we learned who the other woman was.

    As I always do, I opened a door into The Light soon after we arrived. Both women refused to cross through it. They were fighting with each other, and one refused to leave until the other one did. And, of course, each insisted the other one go first. Eventually, my temper flared.

    You both need to understand what the heck you're doing to the people in this home, I said. Most importantly, you're scaring a little boy. I'm giving you one last chance. You either go into The Light — and go now — or else. We're going to be doing a cleansing, and you won't be able to re-enter this house. You'll end up wandering around somewhere else, lost and alone. And I'm not just threatening you. I'm telling you how it will be.

    I'll admit, my voice was rather angry. We'd been there close to an hour, dealing with two women who were only interested in besting each other. I guess I got through to one of them, because she immediately went into The Light. I walked back to the room where the second ghost had taken up residence and sternly told her the other woman had left, and that it was her turn to go.

    You're mean! she said to me.

    Uh oh, I thought to myself. Even though they had more or less driven me to it, I was sorry I'd broken one of my own rules.

    This woman continued to refuse to go into The Light, although she did continue to communicate sporadically with a couple of the crew members. Whenever I approached the room, though, she shut down.

    A while later, I realized what I needed to do. I apologized to her, and she accepted the apology. Minutes later, my crew member Sarah and I successfully led her outside and watched her go up the golden path into The Light.

    I'll probably write more in-depth about this investigation and the cleansing we did after we were sure both ghosts were safe across The Veil, but I wanted to touch on enough of this to make it clear that ghosts are indeed still people. They maintain their personalities and even their character flaws prior to entering The Light. I don't think these two women knew each other in life. In fact, I'm fairly certain they didn't. And maybe I handled the situation the way it needed to be handled. I'm not sure. I do know that I felt compelled to apologize to that second woman, and she was big enough to accept that apology and do what I asked, which was what was best for her.

    So I'll continue to be a proponent for everyone to be respectful of the ghosts they meet, including myself.

    ~~~~

    I am getting some writing done. Not as fast as I'd like, but plans are slogging along. I'll get Living with Dead Folks, Volume Two, the collection of my 2013 blogs, up next month. Angela already has an idea for the cover. I also want to start working periodically on another volume of true ghost stories, Volume VI. In addition, SRT has an investigation lined up this week, so the year is off to a busy start.

    Sometime this year, the Beckham Hotel in Mineola should open for business. I'm so looking forward to that! I already have my reservation in for the first available weekend, and Connie wants us back to do another investigation after the hotel is open. She wants to know how the ghosts feel about having visitors again. That will be so interesting and a lot of fun, given the slew of evidence we got during the last investigation. I'll keep reminding myself to be polite, even if I encounter a ghost who is rude to me. If it's a negative entity, though, no promises.

    I'll be sure and shout out here and on my Facebook page when the Beckham is open. I'd love to have anyone close enough to visit join us at their Grand Opening.

    Stay safe, and….

    Boo!

    T. M.

    Chapter 3: Who's in Charge, the Ghost or Me?

    1/18/2014

    We did another private home investigation this past week. I don't identify those publicly, but overall, this one was interesting. One of the darn ghosts there truly must have had a sense of humor. We had my Raggedy Ann doll, which Aunt Belle named Anna Lee, set up beside a flashlight on a bed. A video cameras focused on Anna Lee, and here we were, just chatting away with the ghosts. Floyd is our crew member who asks most of the questions, and he does a great job with it. Funny thing, we were getting fantastic responses from the flashlight, but Anna Lee just sat there light-less, even though we urged and pleaded with those darn ghosts to make her hands or head shine, too.

    Huh, I said at one point. I can't tell if Anna Lee's hand just lit up or not. It could have been the flashlight reflecting.

    Maybe we should move Anna Lee, Sarah said.

    I picked up the doll … and gosh darn it, she was turned off! So that told me it had to be a flashlight reflection, not a response. I turned her on and moved her a couple feet away, then Sarah checked the camera to make sure we were still filming her. Floyd started asking again for the ghosts to light up Anna Lee.

    The only light in the room continued to be from the flashlight. And when we wrapped up the session, Anna Lee's switch was off again! Darn ghosts.

    Here's one of the photos of Anna Lee and the flashlight. You can see the flashlight beam, but little Anna Lee just sitting there with no energy around her. I didn't notice until I picked her up that the light in her chest, which indicates her switch was on, wasn't glowing.

    We were discussing things on the way home. One thing we talked about was how each investigation is so very different. We can go to the same place and still get different results. But something else was bothering me, and I couldn't figure out what it was. It wasn't until right before I went to sleep, when I'm usually the closest to my guides, that it came to

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