Possession

This is another story of me when I was a little girl and this was a very traumatic event for my mother.

Again, I don't remember this but my mother has told me the story many times. The funny thing is she use to tell the story but in a different way. She said it was too hard for me to know the truth about this story so she just left a certain spot. She didn't tell me until I was an adult the whole truth of this story.

I was probably about 5-6yrs old if memory serves me right. We lived in Tx. at the time. I THINK she said we lived in the trailer park but I'm not for certain on that part.

She said it was a normal day but I had woke up and I asked her if we could play a game that day. She asked what game would I like to play. I told her that I wanted to be the mommy for the day and her be the kid. She said that sounded like a fun game. So for that day we did just that, played role reversal.

She use to sew all my clothes. She is a VERY good seamstress. The picture of me on the blog is a dress she made. She does AWESOME work. Well she had a room just for sewing. When she would sit at the sewing machine to the left of her was the closet with mirror for doors, you remember those kind?

Well she said she was sitting there sewing and she wasn't sure what I was doing but I had come up to her and asked her if she would like a back rub. I have always given very good backrubs. She said that would be so nice of me to do that for her. So I put my hands on her shoulders and I started to give her a back rub. She said at first they were my hands and then they started to change. She said the hands were getting bigger and bigger and they weren't a little girls hands anymore. She said she became a bit nervous so she MADE herself look to the left into the mirrors to see who was rubbing her back. There stood her mother. Long brown hair, short, and petite. She just dropped her sewing and yelled, "Terri!Stop it!" She then whirled around and there I was standing there looking at her like she was crazy or something. She said she grabbed me and told me to get out of the room. She said we didn't go back in there for the rest of the day. She said I had told her afterwards that I was done playing mother/daughter reversal game.

The thing is my maternal grandmother died when my mother was 2yrs old. She died of uterine cancer. She had a very rough life but she has visited many many people since her death and she continues to do so.

My mother doesn't remember her mother but she does know what she looks like because of pictures. She says she knows there is a close connection to her mother though.

So, what happened? Well my Grandma Ruby took me and possessed me. I have been told I look like her. I look like my mother and my mother looks like Ruby so I guess in a way that's true. I'm just not short and petite like her and my mother. She decided she wanted to connect with my mother that day and she went thru me to do it. It was me who started the backrub but then my grandmother stepped in and finished the backrub.

I don't tell too many people that story because it really freaks them out. I don't think I have ever had that happen again but it is pretty freaky, even for me. That is the part my mother didn't tell me till I was an adult. She didn't think I would be able to handle that until I was an adult. She says it still gives her goosebumps to think about it.

That's my possession story. If you have one I would love to hear from you.