Dark Lady fortune teller

Have you ever been to a fortune teller? Or a psychic medium as they say? There once was a small town outside the Buffalo area. It was called Lilly dale.

Ok, it already creeps me out thinking about my experience here one fine weekend. I was about 26 years old at the time. A co-worker named Brenda was really into tarot card readings and psychic talk. I of course was young, naive and was also very much intrigued by it all. My Mom and sis would get readings all the time and to quote them...they lived by "well the psychic said".....none of it ever panned out. Getting back to my story. So Brenda says "Deb we are heading up to lilly dale for the weekend, do you want to go"? Sure why not, I was in between relationships at the time and really would love to know my future. So off we go on a beautiful summer day. Now if you think the entrance looks creepy you ought to see behind this world. We get there, we stroll around. The whole time I am feeling like everyone is staring at me....like they know something about me that I do not...and they are just dying to tell me. Of course they will charge $100.00 to tell me I was going to meet the man of my dreams. Well we decided we would go for a bite to eat, then go and find a reading. Hence we did, I found the cheapest one....SHe predicted I was going to meet the Man of my dreams....which I did, Mike several months later.(and how generic is that). But that's not the story.......later that night we go to our room. Well it is a broken down old home with lots and lots of doors....rickety floors, cob webs everywhere, black cats in the window sills....I am serious too.......There is no way in hell I could sleep here. But I had to, where was I to go? So I ask Brenda if she would stay in the room with me...she was suppose to bunk up with the other lady we went with. She obliged. Let me just say this also, the locks where on the outside of the door...I was like Holy crap, they lock us in here and then what? I never slept a wink, either did Brenda as I talked all night in fear. I have mentioned I talk excessively when I am afraid...well that was then and still now. The next morning, I packed my bags and said let's get the hell out of here. I never returned. Here is some history on Lily Dale...and not that I would recommend it, but if you are into that stuff you will love it!
Lily Dale is a spiritualist community of the Modern Spiritualist movement located in Chautauqua County, New York, USA. I have personally visited it many times in my life and am always amazed by the spiritual energy's this location imparts upon me and all those that visit. This to me is one of the most haunted hotspots in America to visit next to that of Casadaga , Florida. The Casadaga Spiritualist camp was named after the small Spiritualist Camp community found outside of Lily Dale, New York.

This actually looks like the place we stayed. Except there is was and old woman rocking on a chair, saying come in my young one, come in.....you get the picture? This picture below was the highlight of the trip, the inspiration stump...yes I remember it well. I sat there thinking these people are whacked, and I'm scared and I just want to go home!

Oh look there is a ghost......

And that was my psychic story! Tell me, have you ever been to a medium? Anything strange happen?? No offense to any mediums out there...glad you can see into the future...I will stick to the now for NoW! Linking up for some shadow shot sunday with Hey Harriett!!~ See link http://heyharriet.blogspot.com
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