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Good morning my lovelies. Thought I'd start the morning off with the first chapter of my upcoming release The Seer. Available April 1st.
not quite sure how to begin to spin this tale of the supernatural for you. It
something that I myself am still learning to deal with but since I’ve had the
“gift” since I was a child there is no use in trying to make it sound worse
than what it really is, especially now that I’ve learned to turn it on and off
name is Sidney Rinn and I am a Seer. No, I’m not psychic nor do I claim to be.
My gift is by far, at least in my opinion, a hell of a lot more disturbing than
being able to see the future. I can walk into any building, room or space,
whether inside or out, and if something happened there I can see it just as
clearly as I can see someone standing in front of me. It’s almost as if I was
there or more rather like watching a movie that is always on instant replay.
what I see are residual hauntings. Ghosts who are stuck in a loop forever
tormented by whatever traumatic event shook them to their core and it doesn’t
necessarily have to be death. It can be something strictly on an emotional
level that left its mark.
times, it’s the energy of the place itself. It could be that something so
horrible or phenomenal happened that the event tattooed itself on the essence
of the environment. Occasionally, the actors or actresses in my visions, if you
will, are still very much alive.
did I come by this gift, you ask? Well, to be honest. I’m not sure. I assume it
came from my parents but sadly they either died or abandoned me as a child. I
was raised in an orphanage.
was it that a strawberry blonde child with pink puffy cheeks and strikingly
blue eyes was never adopted, you ask? Well, there were several couples who
entertained the idea of adopting me, however, when they found me huddled in the
corner of my room screaming bloody murder or laughing hysterically, they opted
to take me back. Those that kept me on longer than that just assumed that I was
having some sort of childhood meltdown at living in a new house, but they too
took me back once I started asking questions about things that I should know
absolutely nothing about – like when I enter my “parents” room and ask why
mommy is in bed with someone who wasn’t daddy. Oops!
I spent my childhood in St. Matthew’s orphanage. The nuns that ran the place
were supremely awesome ladies. They never gave me any grief about my gift and
pretty much let me do whatever I wanted, but I guess when you’ve been somewhere
as long as I was you just become part of the landscape.
I think Mother Superior either knew my parents or of my parents, because the
only place I was never allowed to go into in the entire building was in her
office. I swore one day I’d break in there just to find out what she was hiding
from me, but sadly never got the chance. As you would expect, life got away
from me especially once I became a teenager. I was no longer interested in what
lay hidden behind closed doors and much preferred to hide behind them with cute
boys. Brings to mind my hot little P.I. friend that convinced me to join his
team of sneaks and a smoldering detective who constantly asked for my
assistance on cases but we’ll get to that later. And yes, you did catch the
meaning behind “friend” correctly. Ok, maybe they’re both more than just my
“friends” but like I said… later.
guess I’ll start my story from where I aged out of the orphanage and set out on
my own. I was excited, overwhelmed and had absolutely no idea where I was going
or what I was doing but isn’t that what makes life interesting?