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I was telling my children a story from my childhood, and they demanded I look up if anyone had reported a similar story. I was on Lake Powell in the summer of 1986. We had a great houseboat. My dad and his brother were very adventurous and would carefully guide us down the trickiest canyons. I don't recall this canyon's name, but when you got to the end there was a large circular opening in the rock overhead. We docked overnight. My best friend at the time Joanna was with us, and we shared the cabin in the bow.
Joanna was pretty and had long blonde hair. That night there was a storm. I was awakened by the thunder in the canyon. When I looked toward the small ladder that led out of the cabin I saw Joanna standing in front of the mirror brushing her long hair. Thinking it was odd that Joanna was brushing her hair in the middle of the night, I jumped out of bed to see if she was sleepwalking. When I jumped I caught myself on Joanna's bed, and my hand landed on her leg still in bed. Yet there I was still staring at her in front of the mirror. I quietly called out ''Joanna?'' The figure turned to look at me and then shot up the ladder like a vapor. I was paralyzed. I couldn't believe what I had just seen. So crazy to read Craig's experience.
Submitted by Stacey |
Comment by curious: My honest opinion is that you witnessed what is known as astral projection.
In nineteen eighty five a friend and his family, my girl, and I rented a houseboat on Lake Powell. We headed up the lake stopping along the way a few times. One day heading up an arm of the lake, the arm was fairly long, as I passed a small alum fishing towing a purple kayak, I felt this was a little strange being so far up the lake. I waved to this person, and he waved back. A few miles later (at about 5:00 pm) we came to the end of this arm that formed a kidney shape. As I turned the corner I saw an alum fishing boat with a purple kayak in tow.
I said to my friend Larry ''how did that guy beat us here?'' He shrugged it off and said ''I don't know. '' I said to all the kids ''let's go skiing. '' In the beach craft I purposely boated over to the alum fishing boat with this beat up purple kayak. I waved, and he (Henry) waved back (with a I need help look. ) I went closer and asked ''do you need help?'' He said he was out of gas. I said ''that doesn't surprise me'' and said ''we'll be back in a little while. '' He said ''well, is there any way I can get it now?'' I said ''OK, we can do that. ''
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