Signs From the Afterlife

by Tricia Mascotti
(Stone Creek, Ohio U.S.A.)

I was in my early twenties, living in New Smyrna Beach Fla. My fiancé at the time had a best friend named Roger. They worked together, and he came over a lot. They came home early from work one day, and I could tell they had been getting high. I was upset and took my children and left the Condo. As I was driving to a girlfriend’s house, I had a strange scary feeling. When I arrived, I told her that I needed to use her phone to call home, that I was worried that one or both of them could be dead. When I called, I got no answer so I immediately headed back home. When I arrived our friend had fallen asleep on our couch, and I noticed that he looked strange. I frantically checked for a pulse, and found none. I quickly took my children to their room, and shut the door. I found my fiancé sitting on the toilet where he had been when I left, with his head between his legs. I thought he was dead to, but he wasn't. After the coroner had come and taken our friend, I could not sleep or even go into the living room. We had bought a car from him that I was driving. I told my fiancé that I wanted to sell the car. Later on that afternoon I pulled into a gas station in Port Orange Fla. and got out to pump my gas, and a man approached me, and said he wanted to buy my car, he said he knew that I had bought it from a friend, and that the friend had died and I wanted to get rid of it. Nobody new that and I had only mentioned this to my fiancé that morning. He also told me that he knew some other things were going on in Condo, and that he would check them out for me, he said that was the kind of work that he did. It was all true, we had been having strange things happen. My pictures on the wall were upside down, I found a Diet Pepsi lid in my purse, and that is the brand Roger drank, and all our clocks and watches in the Condo had stopped at his time of death. To this day, I wonder about all those things.

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