With the Veil between the worlds becoming thinner; it’s time for me to tell you a story. This one still sends a chill up my back when I think about it. While it really doesn’t focus on my favorite holiday; it is one of those things that was not only strange, but just down right scary.
It’s my version of a ‘ghost’ story.
Now this goes back to my high school days (for me, back to the late 90’s). It was the day after my junior prom. Several friends (including my date/then girlfriend) and I headed up to Great America for the day. We had spent the day having a great time riding rides and getting into general mischief.
As the day came to a close (for us anyway); we happen to notice ominous clouds in the sky. We mostly figured that it would be a bad rainstorm and not much else. When the winds started picking up; there was an unsettling feeling in the group (mainly yours truly).
When the rain came with strong winds and a tornado siren wailing was when true panic had set in for the group. Hearing that there was a tornado touchdown was the icing on the cake. We decided that some kind of shelter was the best bet. We hid out in a theater and waited things out. We weren’t the only ones with that same idea.
At one point; a couple of us got seperated from the rest of the group. My then girlfriend, her friend and I were looking for our friends. The three of us had overheard that for the moment; things seemed to be letting up. The girls decided to head to the gates and look for our friends. I opted to head out to the car and search for them there.
I had forgotten how far away we parked.
In a steady rain, with thunder and lighting going off above me; I checked the car. The trip to the car took the better part of five minutes. After a few minutes I decided to head back to the gates and wait there. I started off at a good pace and was out in the open. I was lost in thought when it happened.
Lighting struck the ground less than ten feet from where I was standing.
All of the hairs on my arms and back of my neck stood straight up. I came to a full stop and looked at the spot. I felt like I was rooted on the spot. I couldn’t move. It’s strange how, even now; I remember all of the feelings that I was having at that point. I felt nothing but a calmness around me.
It was the sound of a galloping horse on asphalt that brought me out of my calm.
I looked around me; thinking someone’s horse was loose in the park. There was nothing there. I turned my focus and headed back to the gates. We met up with the rest of the group and headed back towards the car. On the ride home; we laughed and revelled in the day that passed.
It wasn’t until I was home and getting ready for bed that I thought back to what happened in the parking lot. As I lay there, trying to go to sleep; I heard it. It was a faint voice; soft, sweet. It was angelic and music to my ears.
“Close shave sweetie.”
I smiled and closed my eyes. I whispered into the emptiness.
“Got one hell of a guardian angel watching me.” I sighed. “Thanks babe.” With that; I slept soundly that night.
So did it really happen? I’ll leave that up to you.
Wishing all of you a safe and sacred Samhain.