Stacy went home in a state of bewilderment.
She was shaking like a leaf and couldn’t stop crying.
She was terrified about what had taken place in Mrs. Wong’s house. The revelations were alarming.
She couldn’t get what she underwent while in the trance, out of her mind, nor could she believe the existence of a paranormal being in her since she was a baby.
Many of her fears could now be explained.
She now knew that the times when she thought that there was a presence around her was in fact, real.
Once she got up in the middle of the night numb with fear when she saw a dark shadow stand over her by the bedside.
She remembers trying to move, and couldn’t move a limb.
Then, as quickly as it appeared, it disappeared.
It was a strange paranormal experience.
That evening, as she sat on the floor at Mrs. Wong’s house, eyes closed, legs folded, she felt a big burden lift from her shoulders.
She felt liberated, just like the day she was in the park.
She felt that she had been saved from a fate worse than death.
Could she have been healed by the medium? Liberated from a spirit that thrived in her being all these years?
She couldn’t recall any dark images or flashbacks this time.
The fearfulness that had been part of the nightmare wasn’t there anymore.
However, it was too early to consider herself fully recovered, Stacy admitted.
Unable to keep her eyes closed any longer, Stacy opened them to see Mrs.Wong next to her, chanting some prayers.
Finally, Mrs. Wong opened her eyes. Her eyes, glazed. teary-eyed, they stared at each other for a few moments in silence.
Stacy broke the silence, saying, “I am really glad that I did not get any flashback when I closed my eyes just now.
I wasn’t fearful, neither did I see any dark images, nor was I consumed by nausea, or dizziness.
I think I have been healed somewhat. Thanks to you, my dear Mrs. Wong.”
Stacy hugged her kind neighbor.
Mrs.Wong started crying softly.
She was so relieved that their sessions, especially with the help of the medium, had healed a lovely girl like Stacy.
She wouldn’t have known what to do if the reverse happened, and the girl got worse.
Seeing Mrs. Wong upset, Stacy got up to get her a glass of water.
Mrs. Wong looked relieved after taking a sip.
She advised Stacy to continue with the sessions until they were both truly certain about Stacy’s status of recovery.
Stacy agreed, saying that it was a wise decision.
As Stacy left Mrs. Wong’s residence that day, she lingered in the garden for a few minutes longer.
Suddenly she had the urge to stop and smell the roses.
The trauma that Stacy had undergone was severe.
It was one of those inexplicable things that had consumed her, and through it all, she had persevered.
She had gained so much in the last couple of days. Becoming so much more courageous and fearless. She had gained her life back to normalcy.
She was also appreciative of her neighbor’s kindheartedness.
In Mrs. Wong, she had found a true friend. Someone who taught her what kindness, helpfulness, and understanding were.
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