When I was younger about 13-14 I snuck out
at night.  I just could not sleep.  If I was
not hanging out with friends or in the
cemetary I was at the corner store which
stayed open late.  This woman named Sharon
started working late nights there.  She
was not tall maybe 5'1, bit heavy short
blonde hair and blue eyes and wore glasses.

I was a hell raiser I smoked, drank,
snuck out at night, rode side-ways on the
railroad tracks at night in a blue nova
it was fun yet so many other things could
have happened to me prowling around at night.
About the blue nova one day everyone wanted
to go and ride sideways on railroad track.
Which consisted of going down one side of
railroad track in middle away from road
then gunning the gas and everyone pushing
to side then riding on 2 wheels.
This day I just did not want to go and
a train came when they went.  They had
barely pulled the last person out before
the train struck the blue nova.  No one
was hurt if I had went someone would have
been left in the car the way they all told
it. We all were really lucky.

Sharon started working days all of a sudden
and inviting me to her house when I snuck out.
She never told my parents and just let me be
me.  I had asked her well more told her she
was psychic and she replied yes.  Wondered how
I knew.  I said because my Grandma is psychic.
She said yes but you are too that is how you
knew. She was a very good teacher and would
try and help me understand anything and
everything. 

I told her once I did not want to be psychic.
She asked why and I said because they called
my Grandma crazy and also it seemed to me
that people who are psychic have a hard life
most times and mine has not been so great so
far yet.  She said think of it this way if
we did not experience so much we would have
judgment of others with our gift because
we see and feel things.  Because we have
experienced so much it helps us to me more
caring and understanding.  My reply is
I think that sucksssss lol.  She was very
patient with me. 

Now when I snuck out it sometimes
was midnight even 2 a.m. or so and it never
mattered she let me in her house.  One night
I asked her how she knew she was psychic.
She told me this story I will never forget it.

When she was younger she played with a little
girl up the road.  For a long while she played
with her I guess many months not sure she gave
a time period.  One day when going she knocked
on the door.  Apparently she had not met her parents
before because when she asked for the little
girl the parents shocked said she had been dead
for about 3 years now.  She had been playing
with a spirit and had not known she was not real.

(to be continued....part 2 Sharon leaves)

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