Last night my friend Kathy and I went to check on my Family graves again and stopped to visit a little girl who died at age 7.

     She has a windchimes pole for her Tombstone as her parents could not afford a Head stone for her.  I like what they could do for her though.  She rang her chimes for us as usual even though there was not even a slight breeze and the night before I got her precious voice on an evp and last night I told her to again slow down her chimes as it was her bedtime and to just think of the pretty red Geraniums we planted for her and go to sleep and again had to tell her to stop her chimes from ringing so long and to stop them and she finally did and I blew her a kiss good-night and told her I would be back again soon.

    As we were there we could here someone walking near us yet no one was there but myself and kathy.  I got that real sick feeling again and got very dizzy and I had to go to the van.  Kathy said her good-nights and we left.  Of course, I was taping her and she knew it and I did not listen to the tape until this a.m. and she is clearly crying again, only this time it was sobs.  Broke my heart.

    Oh,  after kathy and I got into the van the strongest odor of booze filled the Van.  It was strong and it was sickening and I told it to get out and go back to it's grave and it could not go home with us.  It took 5 minutes for that awful smell to finally leave.

     I have never smelled booze on a ghost before so that was a new one.

            &nb sp;                 Sherry

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