My friend whom I had talked about earlier from the pet rescue decided she needed to split from her boyfriend and move to a place closer to where she worked so she moved about an hour away from her Elk River home.
She asked if I would come to this new house and make sure there wasn't anything there either. So, I did.
There was this little boy again from the Elk River house. I have decided for some reason this little boy is attached to this woman for some reason. We haven't quite figured it out but she thinks it has something to do with the autistic children she helps.
This little boy was outside the home first playing by the front door with his little red fire truck he holds. He was very happy outside and really loved the new house. When we went inside he was downstairs in the finished basement in where the water heater was. So what's up with the water heater? I don't know!
He almost seemed frightened and the water heater was his "safe" closed in place. I truly think he is abused and he is scared of his daddy.
This time he was dressed in pj's. Sort of like the ones which look like long johns/underwear? He is very happy with this woman and likes her alot.
I would say he is about 5-6yrs of age. He is very blonde headed and very fair skinned. Just a cute little guy.
I then went upstairs and I was telling her about a girl that was there and she had cooked on the stove and which bedroom she was in. The odd thing about this is my friend KNEW this girl and this girl was still alive! I guess I can pick up the "residue" living people leave behind when they visit places. This girl had stayed at my friend's home about a week before my reading.
So I don't know who this little boy is but I do know he is attached to my friend in some way. I almost have thought it was her child. A child she may have lost in pregnancy or a child she had given up? I don't recall if I ever brought this up to her or not. She had no children and I don't know why but I honestly believe he is HER child in some way.
Strange, no?
14!
6 years ago
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