A Look Through My Eyes: Unexplainable Ghost Experience: Based on True Events
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When we reflect on our lives, there are pivotal experiences that we keep in our memory. Some are good, some are bad, but there is something about the experience that sticks to our memory banks as if the memory happened yesterday. We all have these memories, and in some strange way, we store these images in our minds and catalog the emotion. This
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A Look Through My Eyes - Tyina Sharp Hopkins
About the author
WRITING THIS BOOK HAS GIVEN ME an opportunity to share some strange but, true events that has been reoccurring in my life since my childhood. First let me tell you a little bit about myself.
My name is Tyina Sharp Hopkins aka Chantel Love, the author of my first book Truth Be Told. I was born in Alabama during the year of 1962. However, I was raised in Philadelphia. My parents would take my sister and I on vacation and we would travel by car and it was the longest trip ever. My sister and I did want to stay there no longer than a week, because we would hear and see inexplicable things or let me just say me, because she had reservation about spirits. My grandparents resided on 50 or more acers of land. The land my grandparents live on they raise farm animals and vegetables. Also, my grandparents had several homes built on their secluded land that aunts and uncles lived in. However, this where I started to witness for myself about Supernatural Demonic Spirits and about the spirits that are unharmful.
I Tyina Sharp Hopkins aka Chantel Love, is ready to invite you into my Demonic, Supernatural Spiritual, and Mythological World. I hope you enjoy my book and know you are not alone in the Mythology about Supernatural Spirits.
Preface
I AM WRITING THIS BOOK TO tell you about the true events that I, Tyina Sharp Hopkins aka Chantel Love, have had and continue to have, from my childhood years up to my current adult years. My family is originally from Alabama. My father was born there, my mother grew up there, and my grandparents lived there as well. My family always took trips there. Although my sister and I didn’t like going back to visit, we always were happy to see everyone once we got there. It was just my sister and I. We grew up in Alabama, and we hated it. It was too far, and it seemed like thousands of miles from Philadelphia. It took roughly about eighteen to nineteen hours to travel there by car.
My grandparents owned and lived on fifty-plus acres of land. Three houses stood on this land, all owned by my family. A dirt road led to and from our property. The other inhabitants of the land were cows, mules, bulls, dogs, chickens, and even snakes. My grandparents resided in the first house on the land, which was secluded except for one or two houses in view.
Big Momma, that’s what we called her since she was my mom’s aunt, lived in neighboring Dale County but still in Alabama. Many of the events that you’ll read about occurred at Big Momma’s house. She lived about forty-five minutes away, also in a very secluded area. The only thing in view from her house was the family church and a graveyard located across a very busy highway.
I remember tellig Big Momma that I didn’t like coming to her house. I assumed she knew exactly what I was referring to because she sharply replied, They won’t hurt you.
It was a little while later when I found out that my mom and aunts didn’t like going there either, due to some of the things they had experienced. The trips to Alabama just weren’t good. I was convinced.
Acknowledgments
I’D LIKE TO THANK ALL THE people who helped me create this book and were very supportive.
My parents, Fish and Baybay, thank you.
My husband, Kid, thank you.
My kids—Rough, Ricky, Tinkerbelle, Buck, and CJ—thank you.
My sister, Lamoya Love, thank you.
My typists: Lieutenant, Thumbs, Mark, and Nef
Lieutenant, and Mark gave me the vision for how to put together this book.
Thumbs and Nef assisted me with typing this book. Thank you for all your ideas and dedicated time.
Carter, Taylor, Allen, Nina and few Other helped me with the name of this book.
Xlibris staff, Kat, Red and Cathy, thank you for all your support and everything you all have done for me. I really appreciate all your help.
I really appreciate you all. Thank you for everything!
Introduction
WHEN WE REFLECT ON OUR LIVES, there are pivotal experiences we keep in our memory. Some are good, some are bad, but there is something about each experience that sticks in our memory banks as if the memory happened yesterday. We all have these memories, and in some strange way, we store these images in our minds and catalog the emotions. This journey started when I was about five years old and continues to the present day. Most of my experiences were shared with other people in my family. I realize now the importance of sharing these events so other people can relate, learn, and grow from mutual experiences.
As I began to write this work, I shared the many episodes with my family. Some we laughed about, and others we hope we never go through again, but the unanimous consent was that everyone, to this day, still could remember each event. We all had/ have a different perspective, but despite our many views, many questions remain the same, such as were these spirits good and did they intend to do harm? These questions will be left up to you. My goal is to share what I have lived with my entire life. My hope is that as I present these experiences, we might learn.
Inspired by True Events
Shall we begin?
MY CHILDHOOD HAD AN INTERESTING TWIST. When I was growing up, my parents lived in a funeral home. My mother and father told me many stories about how I carried on as a young child. My father was an undertaker/embalmer, and my mother helped dress the body for presentation at wakes and private viewings. My parents told me that as a child, my playground was the twilight for the deceased. My hiding places were caskets, my towers where their tops, and my comfortable pillows were the insides—yes, those wonderfully cool, satiny inside Some of the memories are faint, but I think it gave me an unusual perspective when it comes to the dead. I was not afraid. To this day my mother reminds me that I would get frustrated when my playtime was interrupted by the arrival of family and friends of the deceased who were coming to pay their last respects and mourn the loss.
There is so much truth in the saying What a difference a day makes.
I can remember when my awareness changed from a carefree to an uncomfortable feeling. I was heading to the basement to get in my favorite hiding spot. I can’t remember much about the day, but I do know that something changed. I nestled in the softness of the pillow for just a few moments. Suddenly a tingling feeling came over me. I didn’t know what it was and could not describe it later when my mom asked me about it. I felt a coolness that soon turned so cold that I could almost smell it in the air. Even colder, my entire body responded in concert to this unique feeling. My heartbeat quickened, my jaws tingled, my spine tightened, and goose bumps ran along my arms and the back of my neck. My body’s response in this way has been the staple of my fear throughout my life. I assumed that once I escaped this confinement all would be well. I never realized that the same feeling would stay with me into my adult life. My childhood fortress of safety became a dungeon that felt cold and uncomfortable.
The imprint sketched into my psyche remains in place today. I started to feel light touches and brushes against the hairs on my arms and legs. It was strange because I knew that no one was touching me, but I could feel my body react as if someone was close enough to touch the hair on my body without touching my skin. I desperately grasped at rational explanations since I was alone. That feeling of closeness was surreal, having someone barely touch my skin but be close enough to disturb the hairs. While I could neither see nor hear anything, I was certain that I was no longer alone. Uncertain about what I had just experienced, my pace quickened as I neared the top step from the basement. One thing is for sure: I did not turn around no matter how much I wanted to do so.
My mom was in the kitchen taking food out of the oven by the time I reached the safety of her presence. The roaster did not make it to the stovetop before I grabbed her tightly. A thinner woman would not have been able to catch her balance in