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September 2005 – Page 2

Son's Astral Body
by Jennie

In November of 1994, I was 24 years old and due to give birth on the 18th. I had just moved in with my younger sister and already had my first child who was 22 months old and quite the mama's boy. I had only been there a day or two and had stacks of boxes around the room I was staying in. I was staying in her two boys' room and sleeping on the bottom bunk of their bunk beds, along with my son! I would wake up many times during the night to go to bathroom and sometimes my son would come along.

As I awoke, like I usually did, in the dark and half asleep and staggering toward the doorway, I heard the bed squeak. And who I thought was my son cry out, "Mama." I sighed, and walked back to get him, I could barely see him except for a faint glow. I remember seeing him standing next to a stack of boxes, with his blonde hair and wearing only a diaper. As I bent down to pick him up, he disappeared! I frantically fumbled for the light switch. I thought I was going to have a heart attack when looking back at the bed I saw my son lying sound asleep and wearing his dark blue footed pajamas.

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