I went up to finally see my cousins in Connecticut over New Years after five years of not seeing them.
My cousin Lauren has always been raving about this one psychic Christina down in Mystic Village. She was the same psychic that told my other cousin Betty when certain family members were going to die (why she wanted to know that, I still don’t know) and it all happened.
And she always told Lauren things that really happened, and things that have happened, so she is a legit psychic.
Anyway, she told me that I was thinking about a move and that I’d be back in Connecticut this year.
A few days before seeing the psychic, Lauren and I arranged for me to move in with her and her boyfriend this May!
She also told me that she sees no darkness in my life, that I will be happy, and I will die of old age. There was nothing she said that she needed to warn me about.
She told me names and some things about certain people that ONLY I could’ve known. And someone I never expected is apparently going to come and visit me.
Ooh I’m nervous about that.
Then she said that I was to be engaged in 2010, married in 2011, and have two kids.
Well… we’ll see how that goes! haha
Then something that scared me a little bit was said.
A few years ago, I was going to visit my friend Patrick and I was speeding up to make a left turn at an intersection when I saw the arrows turn yellow.
They turned red just as I was speeding through, and I forgot how quickly that intersection changes lights. Well, the other side turned green as I was turning left and I slammed on my breaks as a black car came out in front of me (completely my fault, I shouldn’t have done that).
Well, it was a weird thing when that happened. I know my breaks, and they’re not that good. I would’ve killed the guy. I was speeding left, and I stopped about two inches away from his driver’s side door. There’s just no way that my car, this POS car, could’ve stopped like that.
The psychic told me that at that accident (I didn’t tell her a thing, she told me everything that had happened, and that was strange too) that my guardian angels had helped to stop the car. And that the man would’ve died.
I would be in jail right now for manslaughter.
Well I don’t believe in God or angels, but just the thought of that is really nice and I’ve been thanking them over and over since the day at the psychic, and I’ll continue to do that weather I believe in them or not, just because it feels nice and it feels right.









