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    Ghost Hunting Diary Volume II
    Ghost Hunting Diary Volume II
    Ghost Hunting Diary Volume II
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    Ghost Hunting Diary Volume II

    By TM Simmons

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    This second collection of ghost hunting diaries is another selection from those T. M. Simmons kept during her twenty-plus years of adventures in the paranormal world. Naked Ghost, Oh, My! evolved from her encounter with Patrick at the Baker Hotel in Mineral Wells, Texas. That experience led to her second paranormal mystery, Dead Man Haunt, now also available in e-book format. Dead Time Ghosts is a tale of a happening at her own haunted house. Purity Perfidy relates the story of another house cleansing where ghosts bothering a child were successfully sent on their way. April Showers of Ghosts and Summer Solstice Ghost Hunt are cemetery investigations, wherein the investigators find proof of spirit communication. Shades of the Wild Wild West is another scary tale during a cemetery investigation, where one of her friends is attacked by an evil entity. In this volume, she has also added a couple extras for your enjoyment. These stories are true, and she hopes you also enjoy the excerpt from Dead Man Haunt, the fictional paranormal mystery included at the end.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherTM Simmons
    Release dateSep 2, 2011
    ISBN9781465982858
    Ghost Hunting Diary Volume II
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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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      Ghost Hunting Diary Volume II - TM Simmons

      Ghost Hunting Diary

      Volume II

      T. M. Simmons

      Copyright © 2011 T. M. Simmons

      Cover Design: Angela Rogers, misadvmom@yahoo.com

      Dead Man Haunt Copyright © 2006, 2011 by T. M. Simmons;

      Originally published by Five Star

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      A lot of the characters in this diary are real persons, who have granted permission to use their names. However, a few have asked for anonymity, which has been honored.

      Excerpt from Shades of the Wild, Wild West

      Indians and Cowboys:

      We found out how strong one entity had become a few minutes later.

      As it grew darker, a few of the tombstones started to glow. There was no explanation for this. We were all trained enough to keep our flashlights pointed at the ground in front of us if we needed to use them. By now, clouds had rolled in; therefore, no moonlight reflected. One gravestone even glowed brightly enough to outline the name on it. Everyone else could read it except me, due to my poor eyesight at the time, and I didn't think to ask for enlightenment. Besides, Lucy said she thought we were being drawn to that tombstone, and we started over there. I knew I would be close enough to see for myself in a moment … but we didn't make it.

      As we passed through the headstones where the women are buried, suddenly Billy doubled over and started choking.

      Uh oh, those cramps have gotten worse. Maybe he does have food poisoning, I thought.

      A scant few seconds later, Billy started vomiting.

      What's wrong? Lucy moved over and put her arm around him. Honey, what is it?

      He didn't seem able to speak, only shook his head and clutched his stomach and throat. Therefore, we had no idea what was going on, except our impression that he had grown even more ill with those cramps.

      Lucy and I stood by him while this went on, for perhaps a long twenty-to-thirty seconds. More than once we would ask him that inane question: Are you all right? But he continued to be unable to communicate.

      Finally, with what seemed like an extreme effort — and turned out to be such — he threw his arms out as though knocking something away from in front of him, straightened and gasped, It's choking me! It hurts! Really bad!

      Dedication:

      To my family

      Dear Reader Letter

      Dear Reader:

      Want to go ghost hunting?

      I answered that call hundreds of times over the past twenty years, both from fellow hunters, as we call ourselves, and from people who wanted confirmation of a paranormal presence somewhere in their lives. I also instigated investigations on my end, when I heard of something I deemed would interest a few trusted friends. On extremely infrequent occasions, I gave in to uninitiated greenhorns who begged to accompany me on the chance of actually spying a ghost. Each of those latter occasions reinforced my determination never to repeat the mistake.

      I haven't counted all the diaries I've kept over the years of paranormal investigating — I still call it ghost hunting, despite the popularity of the more prim and proper term. When my muse and I decided to publish some of the numerous stories, it did force me to think about how to organize them. My experiences run the gamut from fun and amiable chats with ghosts to deadly confrontations with nasty entities that can — and have — terrified my fellow hunters and me.

      One thing became clear immediately. The first story in each preliminary volume of diaries would pertain to my fiction Dead Man mysteries, since each of those books evolved from my experiences. Thus, Ghost Hunting Diary Volume I begins with Down the Ghost Trail, my initial serious trip with Aunt Belle into the supernatural world at The Myrtles Plantation in St. Francisville, Louisiana. This first story in Volume II is Naked Ghost, Oh, My!, the story of the Baker Hotel investigation in Mineral Wells, Texas. That's where I met Patrick, the ghost who appeared to me in all his glorious nakedness.

      Then the second clarification arrived. When I first ventured into the paranormal, I was as skeptical as some of the doubters whom I continue to run across. In fact, I recall telling Aunt Belle prior to our trip to The Myrtles: I'll go with you, but you'll be the one seeing ghosts, not me.

      Ha, was I wrong!

      During that opening investigative year, I experienced enough paranormal encounters to be certain beyond doubt of the existence of another realm — as well as the fact that beings from that dimension interacted with us. I also began to get a firm grasp and understanding of my own psychic abilities. I knew entities and demons existed. Therefore, in each volume of diaries, I wanted to conclude with one of the stories of the dangers I have faced. In Volume I, it was Midnight Ferry, where I banished a truly evil black witch. Here, in Volume II, you will read Shades of the Wild Wild West, where a friend suffers a serious attack by not one, but two nasty entities, possibly demons.

      When I first realized, with Aunt Belle's help, that I had psychic abilities, I dove into this new area of my life with determination. I wanted to learn all I could, since it fascinated me. Also, in all honesty, it came during a time of my life when I was doing some soul searching, questioning whether this life I was living was only a blip in time that would end with me being only a memory … or if there might be something more. I studied under other professional psychics who had solid reputations for their abilities. Along with them, I avoided any fraudulent scam artists who were only in the business of preying on wounded survivors. With my developing abilities, I had no trouble identifying such deceivers. I also branched out into the study of various other areas of beliefs, including researching shamanism and studying under a Native American spiritualist. While all this did not take over my life, it became an important facet of it.

      Another confession: I am still not one hundred percent certain about all the encounters I've had the past twenty years. Do they mean there is an afterlife or are they part of this life we lead now?

      One thing is clear in my mind: there are more than other living humans, animals, and plant life co-existing with us on our planet.

      I truly don't care at this point whether or not the skeptics and doubters believe what I do is real, except for the opinion of a few beloved friends and family members. And even they have had to admit that although our beliefs diverge, neither of us know everything.

      I know what I do is real. I know what I see, what happens, the fascinating — and terrifying — events I encounter. I'm now sharing some of my actual true diaries with my readers. I hope they both fascinate and scare you. Never, never venture into the paranormal world without the guidance of someone experienced. I never have, and I am very grateful I never did.

      Read on to find out more about my paranormal life … if you dare.

      Chapter 1: Naked Ghost, Oh My!

      One of the saddest things I see as a paranormal investigator is once-majestic historical buildings in the midst of decay. A soul-nourishing occurrence as a writer is having an experience from which I can produce an entire book. On a trip to the Baker Hotel on December 5, 2002, I happened upon both.

      Oh, if any way possible, I'd love to go with you, Davis, a friend, said when he heard about this planned investigation. I've heard what that grand hotel looked like in the thirties, but I've never seen it.

      This will be my first trip inside, I replied. I've driven past, but it's closed up.

      Do you think I could join you? he asked.

      We're really limited as to who we can take, I cautioned. We had to get special permission to even go in the building, from both the town of Mineral Wells and the current hotel owner. We have to sign releases that absolve them from liability if anyone gets hurt…or scared into early white-hair. One of my fellow investigators has arranged everything. I'll check with her about you.

      I did gain permission for Davis to come along, since I vouched for him and assured the person in charge he would not be a disruption. There were three groups joining together for the ghost hunt, and each was made

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