FIONA WADE

So much to say

2009-12-06T05:04:15Z

I'm at a total block though.

I have so much new stuff going on. So much happiness, so much sadness. I am finally content with life, though. That is a new feeling for me.

I'll pick away at the things that are on my mind, for now? I am happy. I'm sorry that I'm hurting Brandon, but right now it's a time to be selfish. I am worried about myself right now. I'm doing alright.

New beginnings.

2009-11-23T05:57:36Z

Brandon and I broke up. It was for the best. It was my doing. I will be okay.

Frederick.

2009-11-13T19:48:45Z

Cloverdale, Surrey/Langley area.

Nobody else was in the house aside from Brandon and I.

I was standing in the kitchen, making coffee. Brandon had just walked out the back door which was right behind me, attached to the kitchen. He was doing some gardening, and it was warm enough at the time to leave the door open.

I didn't hear anyone walk up behind me, and I thought Brandon might have been trying to sneak up on me. I felt someone looming over top of me. An obviously tall man. I turned around quick to try to hug Brandon. Nobody was there. I called for Brandon, thinking he had sneaked away fast. He was still in the garden.

I turned around and glanced across the living room. A dark figure, a shadow, moved across the room quickly.

Later that day I saw the same tall dark shadow in the laundry room, and since then I see it often.

I am not the only one that sees it. I talked about the ghost with Brandon and his sister, and we decided we needed to give the ghost a name, instead of just calling it "The Ghost".

"What should we call him?" Jennifer asked. Brandon glanced from Jennifer, to me. Out of no where, his name came to me.
"Frederick. His name is Frederick." I said.

Brandon and Jennifer drew cold looks across their faces.

"Where did you get that name. What the fuck, Fiona, where did that come from. Why Frederick." they asked.

"Because it's his name. It just is. His name is Frederick. Why are you so shocked." I asked them.

Frederick is their late grandfather's name. I had no idea.

Unreal.

2009-02-19T04:22:03Z

Sometimes you see, and sometimes you don't.
Sometimes you don't see what's really happening.

It was 6:59pm.

I was walking down my street with my boyfriend, and for anyone that knows Grange Rd, at the end of the street heading towards Burnside Rd West there are only two streets off of it. Laburnum on the right, and some other one on the left.

Well, we were walking down the street and it was a pretty normal night. The streets were empty and the sky was cloudy. We were talking, and watching ahead for cars so we wouldn't get hit. Then, a car starts coming straight towards us at a normal speed. We saw the headlights and it looked as if there was fog in front of the headlights. Odd. There was no fog anywhere else. The car had just turned onto Grange and had just passed Laburnum, but hadn't got as far as the next street on the left to turn. The car made no noise, but was moving.

My boyfriend was looking at me, talking, and I was looking straight ahead. I blinked, and he was still looking at me. He looks up quickly and at the same time, we said "What the fuck, where did that car just go?!"

The car disappeared. No joke. There was no car in any direction, -none- parked on the street or in driveways except for a van that had been there the whole time. No cars up the side roads, nothing.

Fucking. Gone.

What did we just see?

Where did you go.

This is what I said. This is what I posted on Craigslist, looking for answers. This is what I recieved:

I may know the answer to your question. I grew up on interuban , and when I was a kid some other kids moved a detour sign on interuban to point down grange, a guy and his girlfriend came speeding down the road and turned down grange without slowing down they crashed and were killed.It is said that road is now haunted.

Shivers. I feel nothing.

I have known about the haunted house. The old fruit orchard that this street was. The murders. The street Lavendar and its significance, but never this.