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Confession by Ash Goh
You know, I was contemplating whether I should share this story. I would really like to add some humor to it to lighten the mood a little but damn, this one just felt like dead weight in my gut pulling me down under. It’s the sole reason why I don’t wanna engage with spirits of the dearly departed who won’t depart. There is something deeply disturbing about them which is why they are still here.
So, I spoke to a dog tonight and he came into the circle willingly. I did this remotely from my own home. This was a dog I had communicated with before so it was easy to connect, but this time I felt a little nauseous, off balanced and ill when we were connected. I didn’t need to lie down but I felt just a little off.
Then he showed me a girl, Caucasian, blonde, with her face exploding outwards. The vision literally showed her face exploding outwards with blood and gore. This was my first experience as an Animal Communicator with this sort of a disturbing vision. Animals don’t usually have the cognitive ability to scare with such visions because usually what are relayed to me are what they see with their eyes.
This communication was certainly not going the right way.
After that vision, it felt like there was a frequency jam between us and I couldn’t really get anything through or from the dog. I tried to reconnect with different methods, but something was preventing us from communicating.
Then just as I was about to give up, the visions came back. It was the girl again. Red dress, red because it was soaked in blood. Imagine a white dress sprayed with blood. That’s what it looked like.
I wasn’t feeling very good about this communication, wondering how to deliver the message without scaring the pawrents silly.
Walking on eggshells, and on top of thin ice, with me, Godzilla on rollerblades with a blindfold. That’s how it felt navigating this communication minefield sometimes.
There had to be some kind of history there. This dog was showing me what he was seeing but I wasn’t about to go up to the her asking, “Excuse me ah.. but what happened to you?” A part of me was curious, but another part of me would rather not know.
I thanked the dog for the communication and we left the circle because it was obvious we weren’t alone. She was tapping into our connection as she wanted to communicate.
So I called the pawrent and slowly waded into the deep end of the pool by asking if the pawrent noticed her dog feeling unwell? The answer was yes but that was last week.
This wasn’t it. The feeling I detected was in real time when I connected with the dog. I asked gingerly if she noticed her dog acting strangely in the new home.
She said her dog had a tendency of barking in the corridor at nobody. I told her the time I was communicating with her dog, which was the time frame I was seeing these images, matched the time her dog was barking. I asked if this strange behavior was also prevalent at home but her reply was that he was fine. I was relieved because whatever the dog could see was only loitering outside and did not get inside the house. I suggested she kept the door closed and consider inviting a priest from their church to bless (consecrate) the home before moving in officially.
Thankfully the pawrent was nice about it and didn’t think I was a freak or worse, a money grabbing charlatan scam artist.
I swear man, I love my gift but I hate having to be the harbinger of bad news. But damn, some hardcore stuff happened to her a long time ago.
After the session, I felt chills run through my body. I think the girl roaming the corridor was trying to connect with me but I really wasn’t in the mood for it, so I went on a mantra chanting solo performance reciting Our Father. “Please, please, please just leave me alone. I really don’t wanna know. Go find some other 3rd Eyed person to talk to. I wasn’t built for this kind of mission in life.”
After I stopped feeling the chills, I texted another member of the Supernatural Confessions group asking if he had ever seen such an entity before. I started describing the vision the dog had shown me, and he said he has - World War II victims.
That totally made sense because I was wondering how people got their faces blown up like that in Singapore? It was a girl so how did this happen??? I was not sure if she was shot in the face during the war or she took a fall and landed on her face but it was gruesome.
I took a long shower and tried to shake off the vibe I picked up from her. It was really disturbing, this feeling of unrest. She wasn’t particularly malevolent. Just aimless and lost, roaming the space. I think the dog saw her and was barking to warn her not to enter the home. Animals do that to protect their family from things seen and unseen. Nothing we can do about it when it is outdoors though. As long as it is not in our home, just let it be and wish it a safe journey into the light sooner rather than later.
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