The strange White Lady E-Book

Jp Bernadin

• Herausgeber: Books on Demand
• Kategorie: Religion und Spiritualität
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017

Seitenzahl: 68

Beschreibung

Just and after the death of my father, a very strange Damme, will begin to appear and come to see me. At the beginning and in the sky, then after, right in front of me, this woman, I did not know her and I called her, the White Lady. Little by little, she will begin to accompany me in my life and appear, especially in the difficult moments, without even knowing, who is this luminous woman of incomparable beauty but who is the White Lady? ( Translated from French by the author himalayen )

Leseprobe

The strange White Lady

INTRODUCTION - BUT WHO IS THE WHITE LADY ??A BOUGER AS ME ? - The pretty Lady of the skyCHAPTER I - THE WHITE LADY 1st appearance and 1st meeting.CHAPTER II - THE WHITE LADY 2nd meetingCHAPTER III - THE WHITE LADY 3rd meetingCHAPTER IV - THE WHITE LADY 4th meetingCHAPTER V - THE WHITE LADY 5th meeting.CHAPTER VI - 6th MEETING WITH THE WHITE LADY ?CHAPTER VII - WHY ME ?CHAPTER VIII - CONCLUSIONBIBLIOGRAPHY AND CHAPTERSCopyright

INTRODUCTION - BUT WHO IS THE WHITE LADY ??

INTRODUCTION - BUT WHO IS THE WHITE LADY ?? But who is the White Lady and what are the reasons for her appearances ?? * I am surely on Earth, the least religious man on this planet. I lived in a cohabitation without being married for more than thirty years and had four unbaptized children. I have known women before and fell in love with other women after I even flew a day in a church, a book! Unbelievable, right? (Book, which I put back in its place the following year) But still ! I flew into a church, right? And I even knowingly and purposely knocked on the way, a placemat of the altar of Mass celebrations, and I laughed that day, believe me! (The following year, the placemat had to be repaired and for this stupidity, I put 20 euros of compensation and of my own free will in a trunk of this church) Furthermore ! Me and the churches, it's simple, I never set foot there and there! It was really exceptional, but not very glorious on my part, I must admit. But I and the Curates, ho! Even if I respect them, it's not really great love with them. The churches ? I feel like my feet are burning when I come in, so I never go there and never set foot on it. See you! I am definitely and surely the last on the list of believers and I am at the very bottom of the list and surely at the last good place it is more than safe! There is surely my name in the last and really at the bottom of the list of humans, for sure, and if there was a hell, for stealing a book and sketching a placemat in a church, My opinion ! I go straight and without going through square one! I am truly and surely the greatest of the pagans of the Earth, and moreover I am very stubborn and confined (as we do more) and I have a soul of great revolutionary and would be able to give my life, nothing Than for a revolution. (Moreover, I have written a book on a new religion between love and hatred) So, just for this book, already, I'm really at the very bottom of the list, I'm more than certain and I'll surely burn directly in hell. * However, I do not know why ? But from my forty years and right after the death of my father, a funny White Lady, will start to come and visit me from time to time. The first time I did not understand at all what was happening to me, but then I did not understand at all! Already, who was she and what did she want, this lady, all white? I thought that it was either a woman and I had known before, or a woman and I would meet and fall in love. (Besides, it is what will happen to me a few months later and after this apparition, and or, I fell in love with a young woman) Then the time to pass, I recovered from this painful disappointment in love and I preferred to forget this funny appearance, this funny White Lady, with her beautiful smile and her wonderful eyes and of course I would never forget . But 13 years later and when I did not even think about it at all and for no apparent reason either! This funny White Lady came back to see me, and this, several times in a row, apparition after appearance, it haunted me. Why did she come back to me and suddenly? She began coming to visit me regularly, without even knowing who she was and whom I really had to do? Sometimes she talked to me and sometimes she did not talk to me, but I was convinced! That she was my late great-grandmother, and that I loved a lot and that the death, during my teenage years, had caused me great pain at the time. (I still think of her today and I think about it almost every week) * I truly loved my great-grandmother, a remarkable woman and as we do, unfortunately no more today. Being the last of the family, I was his great offspring and as she said so well besides. But beware ! It was better not to hurt me! Even my parents, had no right with her, nor punished me or hurt me. My great-grandmother was at the same time, a woman of grip and at the same time a woman of great heart. She did extraordinary things, and was also very believing. But after the death of her husband at twenty, she lived all alone, for more than eighty years (incredible though, that woman, right?) She was always dressed in a big robe and always wore a pretty scarf on her head (even while eating) and completely covered her ears and hair. But I did not understand why! The White Lady and who came to see me from time to time, I saw her young? While my great-grandmother, she, of course! I knew him aged and his face rather crumpled and damaged by time. I thought naively and foolishly, even at my age! That from where she was, she made me such a pretty gift! The one to see her and see her face too and how surely she had! When she was about twenty years old, see, twenty five years at the most. Until the day where ! And after a dirty story about my dog's euthanasia and which made me suffer horribly, the Lady and I called the White Lady, appeared a sixth time and just a few days after the death of my dog. She was sumptuous, as usual, in her pretty, beautiful white dress, made of pretty glittering sparkles; A beautiful face, as usual also, smile and endearing and it did me good. But that day and for the first time and looking at me, she looked sad! An air of pity was clearly visible on his very pretty face, that of the White Lady. She looked at me, leaning her head to one side, and with a dejected air, but she did not cry, or at least! It did not seem to me that she was crying, but she had a kind of very sad look for me, that this seeing without any problem and at first glance. I was very surprised to see her like this, she, who usually smiled at me all the time! A look so sad on his face, it was very surprising of him! Then she would tell me her name for the first time. A name, and that apparently was his and then there! I could not believe what she was saying to me and I was stunned and petrified by the surprise of her name. I, who believed that she was called Fanny, by the name of my great-grandmother, this White Lady told me an incredible name which left me surprised at the highest point, and that even today, I am still very surprised! For she told me, "I am the Virgin! " It's crazy and incredible, right? This story and that puts! * Since that day and since the sixth meeting with her, I have never seen her again! But I think and I do not doubt for a moment that one day I will surely see her again, surely! But I would see by myself, anyway, time will tell me it. I will therefore describe the six appearances in chronological order, but it is necessary to understand for this reason that I make rather dreams than dreams and that I see them in detail, sometimes more detailed than in reality. This could explain! That I remember every detail or phrase and phrases perfectly well, and even, tried to make drawings and photos, by adding to what I saw and experienced. I did my best, as much for the texts as for the drawings and photos, but I tried to remain the most faithful to the apparitions. The author.