Post by demonsandghosts on Jul 20, 2018 3:46:25 GMT 1
This is going to be one of my more rambling posts but this is a really trippy story.
I am I guess you would say fortunate to be able to see a darker side or a haunted side to everyday events. Sometimes I see this stuff and actually freak myself out, in the story I am about to tell you.
A little over a month ago at about 8:30 at night as I was leaving work the starter in my car caught on fire. I pulled into a Starbucks parking lot shut off my car as I tried to figure out how to put out the fire.
Almost like magic out of nowhere this guy in a black van pulls up and asks to help me thinking my cars radiator is overheating I told him no my starter caught on fire. I was freaked out I have AAA but I needed my car. So this guy that stops tells me he is a mobile mechanic and he will replace my starter for $50 as long as I pay for the new starter as luck would have it there was an auto parts store across the street.
I agree to this because basically I didn’t really have much of a choice, I buy the starter and I said to him what is your name, he says “the Black Angel”. You can imagine what I am thinking now.
Keep in mind the starter was on fire he grabs it wearing gloves that I don’t think were protecting his hands and in twenty minutes replaces the starter and my car is running again.
I have this affinity for Grim Reapers and Black Angels and you can only imagine what I am thinking now.
As he fixed my car I was talking to him and found him to be very wise and all knowing. I told him about how I loved Grim Reapers I have plastic one on the dashboard of my car. He said to me “I know you are a dark soul I could feel it”. He is kind of freaking me out and intriguing me all at the same time. More about the Black Angel in future posts, believe it or not the Black Angel is not the crazy part of this story he just sort of introduces the next part. BTW The Black Angel and I have become good friends more about him later.
There is a lot of homeless people in the area but San Francisco homeless people are everywhere, as the Black Angel is fixing my car this homeless girl comes up to me and asks me for money. Now keep in mind I’m freaked out right now, stressed out my car was just on fire and this guy who calls himself the Black Angel is fixing my car for $50 and I’m not even sure if I have enough money on me to pay him. I feel for the homeless and I am never rude to them and try to be polite but this girl is asking me at a really bad time. I said to her “I am sorry but my car was just on fire and this is a really bad time” and I felt bad for saying that. She starts to walk away and the Black Angel says to me “Pretty girl don’t you think” I didn’t even notice her because I was so freaked out. I look at her and she looks exactly like my ex girlfriend of seven years Liz. All of sudden things start to get really f@&$ing creepy not only does she look like Liz but “Pretty girl don’t you think” were the exact same words my best friend said to me when I met Liz.
As this all clicks in with me I look at the Black Angel then back at the homeless girl and she is gone like she vanished into thin air.
The Black Angel turned out to be cool and he always comes to help me when I’m in crisis but this homeless girl haunted the f@&k out of me.
The homeless girl is frail and thin framed like Liz her mannerisms are the same as Liz and it just freaked me the fu$k out. Even though there is a lot of bad blood between me and the real Liz and we are not on speaking terms the thought of the Liz being homeless scares the Hell out of me because I would never want anything bad to happen to her. ( the real Liz is fine she is doing better than I am).
But this homeless girl has haunted me and this happened close to work so since then I have seen the homeless girl a couple of times and I want to help her out. She is a pretty girl and I don’t know why she is homeless she looks like she has so much potential. She is young she is a lot younger then the real Liz maybe in her early 20’s.
So two days ago I see her walking down the street and I am on my lunch, I make up my mind that I am going to help her.
I go to Whole Foods buy two chipotle chicken wraps one for myself and one for her I buy her a big bottle of really cold water because it was hot that day and I get in my car and I go looking for her.
I spend my whole lunch driving around trying to find her I never eat my chicken wrap and just as I have to go back to the office I find her sitting on the grass under a tree in front of a Burger King.
I park my car grab the stuff I bought for her and some money and I ask her what her name is, she doesn’t say anything she doesn’t even acknowledge me. I said to her I bought you a sandwich and some water and she doesn’t acknowledge me. I said I have some money for you and she grabs it really fast and puts it in her pocket.
Then she try’s to speak and it is just incoherent squeaks and then I realize why she is homeless. She is on something and obviously addicted to something but the girl that approached that night when the Black Angel fixed my car was coherent and could speak fine.
Again this freaks me out and I have to get back to work and it is all just so sad and haunting that I have to get out of there so I leave her the food go back to my car and leave.
I drive past that spot an hour lately the water and the sandwich are still there unopened and she is gone. It just broke my heart.
I am I guess you would say fortunate to be able to see a darker side or a haunted side to everyday events. Sometimes I see this stuff and actually freak myself out, in the story I am about to tell you.
A little over a month ago at about 8:30 at night as I was leaving work the starter in my car caught on fire. I pulled into a Starbucks parking lot shut off my car as I tried to figure out how to put out the fire.
Almost like magic out of nowhere this guy in a black van pulls up and asks to help me thinking my cars radiator is overheating I told him no my starter caught on fire. I was freaked out I have AAA but I needed my car. So this guy that stops tells me he is a mobile mechanic and he will replace my starter for $50 as long as I pay for the new starter as luck would have it there was an auto parts store across the street.
I agree to this because basically I didn’t really have much of a choice, I buy the starter and I said to him what is your name, he says “the Black Angel”. You can imagine what I am thinking now.
Keep in mind the starter was on fire he grabs it wearing gloves that I don’t think were protecting his hands and in twenty minutes replaces the starter and my car is running again.
I have this affinity for Grim Reapers and Black Angels and you can only imagine what I am thinking now.
As he fixed my car I was talking to him and found him to be very wise and all knowing. I told him about how I loved Grim Reapers I have plastic one on the dashboard of my car. He said to me “I know you are a dark soul I could feel it”. He is kind of freaking me out and intriguing me all at the same time. More about the Black Angel in future posts, believe it or not the Black Angel is not the crazy part of this story he just sort of introduces the next part. BTW The Black Angel and I have become good friends more about him later.
There is a lot of homeless people in the area but San Francisco homeless people are everywhere, as the Black Angel is fixing my car this homeless girl comes up to me and asks me for money. Now keep in mind I’m freaked out right now, stressed out my car was just on fire and this guy who calls himself the Black Angel is fixing my car for $50 and I’m not even sure if I have enough money on me to pay him. I feel for the homeless and I am never rude to them and try to be polite but this girl is asking me at a really bad time. I said to her “I am sorry but my car was just on fire and this is a really bad time” and I felt bad for saying that. She starts to walk away and the Black Angel says to me “Pretty girl don’t you think” I didn’t even notice her because I was so freaked out. I look at her and she looks exactly like my ex girlfriend of seven years Liz. All of sudden things start to get really f@&$ing creepy not only does she look like Liz but “Pretty girl don’t you think” were the exact same words my best friend said to me when I met Liz.
As this all clicks in with me I look at the Black Angel then back at the homeless girl and she is gone like she vanished into thin air.
The Black Angel turned out to be cool and he always comes to help me when I’m in crisis but this homeless girl haunted the f@&k out of me.
The homeless girl is frail and thin framed like Liz her mannerisms are the same as Liz and it just freaked me the fu$k out. Even though there is a lot of bad blood between me and the real Liz and we are not on speaking terms the thought of the Liz being homeless scares the Hell out of me because I would never want anything bad to happen to her. ( the real Liz is fine she is doing better than I am).
But this homeless girl has haunted me and this happened close to work so since then I have seen the homeless girl a couple of times and I want to help her out. She is a pretty girl and I don’t know why she is homeless she looks like she has so much potential. She is young she is a lot younger then the real Liz maybe in her early 20’s.
So two days ago I see her walking down the street and I am on my lunch, I make up my mind that I am going to help her.
I go to Whole Foods buy two chipotle chicken wraps one for myself and one for her I buy her a big bottle of really cold water because it was hot that day and I get in my car and I go looking for her.
I spend my whole lunch driving around trying to find her I never eat my chicken wrap and just as I have to go back to the office I find her sitting on the grass under a tree in front of a Burger King.
I park my car grab the stuff I bought for her and some money and I ask her what her name is, she doesn’t say anything she doesn’t even acknowledge me. I said to her I bought you a sandwich and some water and she doesn’t acknowledge me. I said I have some money for you and she grabs it really fast and puts it in her pocket.
Then she try’s to speak and it is just incoherent squeaks and then I realize why she is homeless. She is on something and obviously addicted to something but the girl that approached that night when the Black Angel fixed my car was coherent and could speak fine.
Again this freaks me out and I have to get back to work and it is all just so sad and haunting that I have to get out of there so I leave her the food go back to my car and leave.
I drive past that spot an hour lately the water and the sandwich are still there unopened and she is gone. It just broke my heart.
