I see the house, Im here to stay . Nobody to hold my hand, nobody to protect me if they try to- take me over. Im so scared Im shaking. I open the door and I pass into the hall. Where my mother comes up. She makes me feel so small. She is screaming, raging mad. And dad is drunk, he ainΒ΄t doing nothing about that. She raises her hand about to hit me, then she disappears. Throughout this experience I've been shaking violently, I stopped breathing or breathing extremely hollowly, could feel a sense of cold washing through my body, and all I want to do is fall down sobbing. Im not yet ready to pass through, I need help, because of you.
IΒ΄m trying to follow my therapists orders and enter my haunted house. When I can walk through it my therapy is done but I can beraly get behind the door.