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Old 01-11-2004, 10:27 AM
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I not only believe in the paranormal, I live with it everyday. As a professional psychic, it’s my job. Even on a simple trip to the grocery store, running into a ghost or mischievous spirit is not uncommon.

Before I explain myself, let me first say that I respect everyone’s beliefs and personal choices. I’m not interested in trying to make someone see or believe in anything. I didn’t believe in such things myself. I had to see it to believe it and I understand if others feel the same way too. The last thing I want is a flame war over beliefs.

I did not grow up wanting to be a psychic. I was actually going to be a chef. I really did not know what a psychic was. I also never though much about ghosts, aliens, or other kinds of paranormal phenomena. That all changed when I started working at a local movie theater in Marin county California.

I was working at a four-plex movie house. A number of employees told me that the theater was haunted and that the most active areas were in the theaters, the projection booth, and the attic. One employee said that her family did not like her working in a movie theater because her religion had them believing theaters were witch traps. She said that movies were dimensional doors. When one watches a movie, especially a horror movie, a spirit that matched the character on the screen is able to jump into our physical dimension. For example, if someone is watching A Nightmare on Elms Street, a horror movie depicting a demon that creates nightmares, a real demon is able to enter the earth plan. The demon then attaches to the movie patrons, later creating nightmares for them. She said that some of the spirits attach to the onlookers, while others haunt the theater itself. She then said that at night, the spirits come out at midnight, sit in the front row of each theater, and watch movies. I thought she was crazy.

I latter began to question whether she really was crazy after my first encounter with the ghosts. It was my first night closing the theater. My manager and I were the only people in the building. All four movies had ended and it was my job to check behind the screens to make sure no one was hiding behind them. I stood in the first theater, waiting for the lights to come on. The lights normally come on automatically, but sometimes the system failed. Standing in a large theater with all the lights out was a little creepy, but not particularly frightening.

As I stood there, I started to her two loud voices behind the screen. It was a male and a female communicating with each other. I could not understand what they were saying, all I could here was whispering. I thought, "Great, my first night closing and I have to deal with two punks hiding in the theater". I turned on the flashlight and shinned it on the screen where I heard the voices. Movie screens have small holes in them to allow sound from the front speakers to penetrate. Anyone behind the screen could easily see the light. Within a second of focusing the light in their direction, the voices stopped.

I turned the flashlight off and shortly thereafter, the voices started up again. I though it was strange that these people would start talking right after someone shinned a light on them. I turned the flashlight on them again and again they stopped talking. I did this at lease five times, turning off the light and having the voices start in again, then stopping them by turning the light on again. I though it was weird and I wanted to find out who was behind the screen. I went out into the lobby where I could see my manager sitting at his desk. I asked him to go up into the projection booth and turn on the lights. He said he would be up in a minute.

I immediately went back into the theater to prevent the two punks from getting away. I continued to stand in the dark, but I did not hear the voices. Instead, I heard loud footsteps walking around in the projection booth above me. The footsteps went back and forth several times. It sounded like Frankenstien was moving about up there. I wondered why my manager was walking around, but not turning on the lights. I suddenly realized that the only door leading up to the projection booth was right next to me. There was no way he could get there without seeing him.

I ran out into the lobby and when I saw him still sitting at his desk, my body filled with fear. I again asked him to please go upstairs and turn on the lights. Still in fear from hearing the footsteps, I did not go back in until he turned on the lights. Once they were on, I when back into the theater. I temporarily forgot about the footstep. All I could think about was the people hiding behind the screen. I pulled the curtain back and shinned the flashlight behind the screen. As soon as I realized there was no one hiding there, I heard those two voices whispering directly in my right ear. I ran right to the back of the theater, a very long run when you feel like ghosts are chasing you, and out into the lobby.

I was frightened, but I was not about to tell my manager. I had three more theaters to check, but I did not. Instead, I when through the lobby doors of each theater and hide behind them, pretending to check the rooms. I clocked out and went home.
That was just the first experience. Eventually I became a part of management and the chief projectionist. I spent five days a week in the projection booth. Three out of the five days in the booth were filled with terror. There was a very strong evil presence up there. The projection booth was like a long dark hallway. Each time the presence was there, I could feel someone or something looking at me from either end. It was more like a penetrating stare that I could feel inside my body. At times, I could even see dark shadowy figures lurking at either end.

I told other employees. Most of them had two or three experiences with the entity, but I was having three experiences a week. At the time, I did not realize my clairvoyance was opening. My psychic abilities allowed me to perceive the beings. That also meant I was having haunting experience after haunting experience because of my abilities.

One evening I was with another assistant manager taking inventory up stairs next to the projection booth. When we finished, we closed the door behind us and within a minute or two we heard a loud crash. We opened the door and saw that all the boxes had been thrown off the shelves and into the middle of the room. We quickly closed the door, ran down the stairs, and out of the building. We called the manager and told him that he needed to come down to the theater and lock the doors because we were not going back in that night.

After months of continuos ghostly encounters, I started have reoccurring nightmares. They were always the same. In the dream, I would find myself at work, taking inventory upstairs. I would start to hear a terrifying scratching sound coming from the attic. To look in the attic, I would climb up a ladder and peek my head though the opening in the attic floor. Each time I looked, I would see a large demon. It had a monstrous humanoid form with six horns on its' head, deep red eyes, and a skinless body showing only blood and muscle tissue.

I would run down into the lobby and get the management and employees. Together we would all go up into the stock room. Once we got there, the demon would run into the room, grab one of the assistant managers by the head, and pull her up into the attic. All of us would stand on the ladder and peek into the attic. There we could see the demon tearing the flesh off the assistant manager's body with its razor sharp claws.

It was at that point where I would wake up and end the dream. It was one of the most vivid nightmares I have ever had. With all the physical hauntings combined with the nightmares, I could not take it anymore. After one year of rubbing elbows with demonic ghosts, I quit. Immediately after leaving the theater business, the hauntings, which only occurred in the building, and the nightmares stopped.

Since that experience I sought out clairvoyant training to get control over the ability. Here are a few of the schools I training in:

*Graduated - The Berkeley Psychic Institute, Berkeley, CA
Clairvoyant Training Program – 2 Year Program – Graduated 1995

*Graduated - The Aesclepion Psychic Center, San Rafael, CA
Advance Readers Program – 6 Month Program – Graduated 1998

*Graduated - The Clairvoyant Center of Hawaii, Kailua-Kona, HI
Teachers Leadership Program – 3 Year Program – Graduated 2003

I have collected many paranormal stories in my 10 years as a professional psychic. I’m sure I can find a few more.
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