i'm beginning to hate my netscape browser. it hangs every now and then. anyway... i should go into detail of the scary things that have been happening the past few days.

what started as (what we thought was) a simple haunting turned into a full-fledged ghostly stalking. after that scary saturday night, we all went home and tried to get some sleep. little did I realize that i was followed home.

Sunday evening proved to be scary for me because I felt a presence near me in my house. The sanctity of my room was not even respected. My room was INVADED... well, not really, but the presences seem to have free access to visit my room. I have not been able to sleep without the lights and the tv on for the past few days.

Last night, I really had to go out because I felt the overpowering and appaling presence of the black-scary-man. He rode in my car all the way to where I was going. I couldn't drive my car properly and I had to keep the cab light on the whole time.

After talking about things, I confirmed with Toff that it was the same black-scary-guy that haunted us saturday night. I also confirmed with a friend of mine who reads the tarot that this guy was, indeed, following me. And, get this, the guy was following me because of the following:
1. I'm remind him of someone from his past
2. I stirred him up from somewhere
3. He is angry at me for one reason or another.

Thank goodness for Toff who graciously exorcised the ghost from my car with the St. Francis of Assissi stampita and a few prayers. He told me that the guy was really angry that he was being exorcised from the place. Stuff in my glove compartment was being banged about.

After the exorcism, we drove to Whiteplains. I couldn't believe it! The guy followed beside my car all the while.

After a relaxing few hours with Toff and Amanda, I stayed with Toff in a gas station to wait for my brother to meet me and drive with me. I think the ghost guy laid off for a while.

When my brother and I got home, I told him what was happening. He was extremely cynical about the stampitas, my scapular, and my experience... but I don't care... I feel safer with these.

This morning, another friend who reads the tarot cards said that I was a part of the person's life, which is why he was after me...

GAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!! I Think this is one halloween to remember.