Mary Kendall, A Ghost Story
@CravenLestat gifted me a ghost sim with a sad story. This is his story about how she became a ghost. The Mary Kendall Story :( Mary was a only child born to a poor family from the town o...
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Mary Kendall, A Ghost Story
A Pickup Man
After a memorable night filled with love and laughter and passion, the newlyweds are sleeping soundly, wrapped in each other’s arms.
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Bekka is up early finishing the unique designs and proposal on the renovations for Spring Manor. She works energetically for several hours adding the touches that Damien, Mary and Jamie requested. Her alarm goes off prompting her to stop. She must get ready for her appointment. She grabs a bite to eat, showers, and adds fresh crunchies to the cat bowls before leaving.
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Jamie reads an interesting chapter explaining magical properties of certain rare plants and animal products that were rumored to miraculously restore life. I really do need to talk to Emmaline and find an experienced witch to help with this magical stuff, Jamie thinks to himself. He bookmarks the fascinating chapter for later review as it is time to pick up the ghosts for their outing.
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Jamie borrows his friend's truck for the day. He left his motorcycle with Nicholas and hopes Nicholas doesn't wreck it. The ghosts are already outside when he arrives to pick them up. He is taking them early to give them a longer time to enjoy the outing at the festival. The ghosts gather in the back of the truck excited about being able to leave the property again and looking forward to their day out.
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Bekka puts on her warm weather gear and rides to town. She follows the signs at the hospital that steer her to the counselors office. She introduces herself and is invited to sit down.
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The first part of the session is basically filling out paperwork and answering the questions posed by the counselor as to what has happened recently to prompt her to schedule the appointment. Bekka explains what happened at the park, her reaction and this was not the first incident. She describes a few other incidents for the doctor. She explains what happened a year ago and how she hid herself away from her friends and loved ones burying herself in work. The counselor jots a few notes on her pad as Bekka talks.
“What exactly do you want me to help with?”
“Aren’t you supposed to advise me?”
The counselor shakes her head and smiles serenely at Bekka. “This is for you, Rebecca, not for me. You need to tell me what you want out of this.”
“I don’t want this uncertainty and uncontrolled anger in my life. I want to be able to trust again and enjoy my friends and life. My Godmother and a friend both told me I need to forgive my ex in order to get over it. I’m not quite certain I can do that, but I guess I need to try because I’m tired of being bitter.”
“Merely acknowledging what you need represents a first step. I would like you to keep track of your emotions and write them down occasionally. Anything at all, happy, anxious, sad, angry, fearful. Write it down. Don’t spend all day doing it. It is not an essay. Just jot a word or two down on a piece of paper that will help you recall what you experienced. It may surprise you once things are in writing.That is all the time we have for today. See you tomorrow.”
Bekka walks to her ride deep in thought. She takes a pencil and scrap of paper out of her bag and jots two words down...anxious...hope. She tucks the paper and pencil in her pocket and rides home.
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Bekka arrives home just as Jamie pulls up in the old truck. “New wheels!” Bekka teases him.
Jamie grins at her. “Darlin', please tell me you like a pickup man?”
Bekka wiggles her brows at him as she responds enthusiastically. “I absolutely adore a pickup man.”
Jamie decides then and there he is buying a pickup as soon as he has extra funds.
He turns around and begins to sing the chorus to a song that was popular a few years back as he helps Bekka into the truck.
Bekka climbs in with his help and sings with him as she recognizes the song. Off they go to the festival singing together and laughing at each other as they try remembering the words to the song and humming in a few places when they forget.
She pulls the piece of paper and pencil out of her pocket and jots down two words...Jamie...surprised.
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https://youtu.be/9I51JXpcLwk
A Pickup Man
After a memorable night filled with love and laughter and passion, the newlyweds are sleeping soundly, wrapped in each other’s arms.
https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/50918385858_14f90ab03c_o.jpg
Bekka is up early finishing the unique designs and proposal on the renovations for Spring Manor. She works energetically for several hours adding the touches that Damien, Mary and Jamie requested. Her alarm goes off prompting her to stop. She must get ready for her appointment. She grabs a bite to eat, showers, and adds fresh crunchies to the cat bowls before leaving.
https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/50901619658_bef6432956_o.jpg
https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/50918388933_136761f697_o.jpg
Jamie reads an interesting chapter explaining magical properties of certain rare plants and animal products that were rumored to miraculously restore life. I really do need to talk to Emmaline and find an experienced witch to help with this magical stuff, Jamie thinks to himself. He bookmarks the fascinating chapter for later review as it is time to pick up the ghosts for their outing.
https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/50902445272_32414601fe_o.jpg
Jamie borrows his friend's truck for the day. He left his motorcycle with Nicholas and hopes Nicholas doesn't wreck it. The ghosts are already outside when he arrives to pick them up. He is taking them early to give them a longer time to enjoy the outing at the festival. The ghosts gather in the back of the truck excited about being able to leave the property again and looking forward to their day out.
https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/50919076176_fdcb586a2d_o.jpg
Bekka puts on her warm weather gear and rides to town. She follows the signs at the hospital that steer her to the counselors office. She introduces herself and is invited to sit down.
https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/50919076271_fd54791c01_o.jpg
https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/50919076201_98fe1d6caf_o.jpg
https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/50926240637_50006a6bf6_o.jpg
The first part of the session is basically filling out paperwork and answering the questions posed by the counselor as to what has happened recently to prompt her to schedule the appointment. Bekka explains what happened at the park, her reaction and this was not the first incident. She describes a few other incidents for the doctor. She explains what happened a year ago and how she hid herself away from her friends and loved ones burying herself in work. The counselor jots a few notes on her pad as Bekka talks.
“What exactly do you want me to help with?”
“Aren’t you supposed to advise me?”
The counselor shakes her head and smiles serenely at Bekka. “This is for you, Rebecca, not for me. You need to tell me what you want out of this.”
“I don’t want this uncertainty and uncontrolled anger in my life. I want to be able to trust again and enjoy my friends and life. My Godmother and a friend both told me I need to forgive my ex in order to get over it. I’m not quite certain I can do that, but I guess I need to try because I’m tired of being bitter.”
“Merely acknowledging what you need represents a first step. I would like you to keep track of your emotions and write them down occasionally. Anything at all, happy, anxious, sad, angry, fearful. Write it down. Don’t spend all day doing it. It is not an essay. Just jot a word or two down on a piece of paper that will help you recall what you experienced. It may surprise you once things are in writing.That is all the time we have for today. See you tomorrow.”
Bekka walks to her ride deep in thought. She takes a pencil and scrap of paper out of her bag and jots two words down...anxious...hope. She tucks the paper and pencil in her pocket and rides home.
https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/50925426253_8e321fc5bf_o.jpg
Bekka arrives home just as Jamie pulls up in the old truck. “New wheels!” Bekka teases him.
Jamie grins at her. “Darlin', please tell me you like a pickup man?”
Bekka wiggles her brows at him as she responds enthusiastically. “I absolutely adore a pickup man.”
Jamie decides then and there he is buying a pickup as soon as he has extra funds.
He turns around and begins to sing the chorus to a song that was popular a few years back as he helps Bekka into the truck.
Bekka climbs in with his help and sings with him as she recognizes the song. Off they go to the festival singing together and laughing at each other as they try remembering the words to the song and humming in a few places when they forget.
She pulls the piece of paper and pencil out of her pocket and jots down two words...Jamie...surprised.
https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/50919208902_d92c788071_o.jpg
https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/50918388603_c665f73af4_o.jpg
https://youtu.be/9I51JXpcLwk
