11.24.2010

Ghoulies and Ghosties

It's been a long time since I typed to you last.

But that's ok, you don't need to hear about my workload, that's kind of boring (at least in my opinion...).
I've also been waiting so I can tell you about my experience with a real, live MENTALIST *whoop*.

Actually, it was a real, live mentalist duo... but that's just a minor detail. They are... THE EVASONS! It was the coolest thing I had ever seen. The two of them (married couple in case you were curious) are mind readers, which is a bit redundant seeing as that is the definition of a mentalist. They did a lot of those really cool tricks with guessing what you were holding, who gave it to you and other small details... while blindfolded. It was pretty darn cool.

Now comes the ridiculous part. Their last trick. Drum roll please!

They looked around the room and asked if anyone had ever seen a ghost before. Me, being the paranoid, supernatural-believing person that I am, raised my hand.

"Yes, Henna. When did you see your ghost?" Did I mention she had no way of knowing my name?

I can see you at your computer right now... Yes Henna, when did you see your ghost? Five years ago, when I was home alone. I was sitting in my little green chair, reading a book... and a woman was walking up the stairs. Maybe. I don't know if I remember it right, or my imagination made it up. But anyways...

So I answered these lovely mind readers and then the husband said, "Henna, what we are about to ask you to do might scare you very badly. Do you want to do this?"

...Did you read that? Read it again. He totally dared me...

Of course I wanted to do this. (Partially because I had no idea what "this" was) So I made my way up to the stage and sat in the lone chair. He stood in front and me and said, partially to me and mostly to the audience.

"Henna, we're going to have you pick out someone from the audience for a psychic connection." I chose my roommate from last year. "Now we're going to have you close your eyes. Anything you feel remember. Changes in temperature, someone touching you, anything."

They asked the audience if anyone was interested in photography. Several kids raised their hands and they called one girl forward, giving her a polaroid camera. When they gave her the signal, she was going to frame the picture in a certain way and take the picture. They chose two more girls randomly from the audience and placed them to the side and behind me so they could see my back at all times.

"Please close your eyes." Creepy music started to play and I felt the temperature in the air drop IMMEDIATELY. (I'm convinced the man in a hypnotist or something... he was talking the entire time.) As he continued talking I suddenly felt a push on my right shoulder blade. It felt like a person. It was totally a person, no? Then, another identical push on my left shoulder blade. Then, another cold breath and push on my upper back. That last one really startled me, I think I moved and made a noise at this point. Then, the picture was taken.

As I opened my eyes, they quickly gave the picture to the photographer, telling her to keep it in between her hands while it developed.

When he asked me what I felt, I told him. When I told him where I had been touched, my "psychic connection" turned white. He turned to the girls behind me. "Did anyone touch her?" They both shook their heads. I was getting more and more scared.

He took the picture from the girl's hand and began showing it to the crowd. Everyone was screaming. *scaryscaryscary*


In the picture with me was an old woman's face.
FREAKY.