Demonic Neighbours

So it turns out that the caravan park is home to more than just annoying kids on camping trips and demonic possums. It is also home to some kind of horrible, unearthly demon.

Actually, since possums are in fact some kind of demon and they call the caravan park home, I have known this about the caravan park for quite awhile now.

What I mean is that the caravan park is home to multiple varieties of demons. I am only aware of two kinds.

I have no idea what this second kind of demon looks like. All I know is that it likes to emit horrible high pitched screeches at four in the morning when most people either fast alseep (and can't hear it) or too drunk to remember hearing it (if they actually do hear it).

Normally I'd say it was just possums making the sound. But the screech was too high pitched to be a possum. It was almost too high pitched to be made from any kind of creature from earth (demon or not).

It's definitely time that someone called in demon hunters or something, becfore the whole neighbourhood is completely over run with demons. I'd call in the demon hunters myself, but I'm not exactly sure how one goes about calling in people like Buffy or Sam and Dean. So I just have to hold out hope that someone in the neighbourhood does know. Otherwise, it'll be goodbye Ballarat and hello new demonic neighbourhood.

Something Serious

Even though I was led to believe that Tara could no longer help me after the 8th of August, she's still messaging me, promising me that she can still help me with her pyschic voodoo.

This time something serious is going to happen to me in the next few days. I can't avoid it, and it's going to lead to profit or loss.

While, I'm not sure that if I like or dislike the fact that this something serious is unavoidable, I do like the idea of profiting from it.

Although, to be able to profit from it, I'm probably going to have to pay Tara.

That being said, I'm pretty sure that I've read that message from Tara before. It's looking pretty familiar. But then, that might have something to do with the free of charge Astral Luck Activator. With it, I'll be able to harness the power of good luck for seven days (and I was just saying how my supernatural ability, if I had one, would be to twist probability in my favour).

It'll also help me break free of the bad luck that's been plaguing me so much lately (her words). But then, if it allows me to harness the power of good luck, I already kind of assumed that it would help me break free of bad luck. I really didn't need Tara to point that out to me.

Although I wasn't aware that the Astral Luck Activator allows me to thwart the malevolent influences that have been blocking me from my Destiny ... those bastards!

However, I don't think that I'll be able to gain access to my free of charge Astral Luck Activator. Included with it, is the Three Secrets Formulas of Power. And Tara wants me to pay for those. She also wants me to get my Astral Luck Activator tied in with the Three Secrets of Power.

No Astral Luck Activator for Emma then, I guess.

I'll be facing this something serious without the help of a good luck harnesser. Without it, I won't be able to shake free of the veil of negativity that's surrounding me.

Woe is me.

Oh!

Apparently this something serious is serious enough, and the veil of negativity bad enough, that Tara has actually decided to give me the Astral Luck Activator free of charge (like she said) and not tied in with the Three Secret Formulas of Power.

That'll teach me to start writing before completely reading the whole thing!

But yay me! I can now face this something serious with the good luck harnesser ... oh, wait. It requires me to touch it and repeat an incantation.

Simple enough, right?

But the repeating of the incantation needs to be done with conviction and belief. I may struggle with that aspect.

Though, if it works and I suddenly find that I do have the power to harness good luck, Tara may have a new believer in me ... unless she keeps on insisting that there's trouble in my love life as well. That kind of confirms my theory that Tara isn't quite as pyschic as she would have us believe.

But as wonderful and magical as the Astral Luck Activator is, it seems to only be a temporary thing. Tara needs my authorisation (that hasn't stopped her from performing voodoo magic on my behalf before) to perform a secret ritual of High Magic.

Apparently this piece of High Magic is something only a real medium can perform. So I guess if I do decide to give her my authorisation (which I may just do if I don't hvae to pay) to perform it and it works, I'll have even more proof that Tara is the real deal.

But I'm pretty suspicious of the whole thing. I still remained convinced that Tara the Pyschic is nothing more than a scam.

Ghosts & the Can Opener

While I was once again struggling to properly open a can with one of the numerous can openers in the house, I couldn't help wondering why the hell none of the numerous bloody things in this house can never open a can properly.

Trying to pry open a can that wasn't opened properly is how I almost sliced the pad of my right index finger off. So naturally, I'm put out more than ever now by the sketchy opening job the can openers always do when a can is trying to be opened.

I've never had this problem with can openers before ... except with blunt ones, but they don't really count as can openers, do they?

And most of the can openers in this house are almost brand spankin' new! So there's no reason why they shouldn't be opening cans cleanly and properly.

The only logical conclusion why the can openers aren't doing their job properly?

Horry and/or Charlotte!

One or both of those ghosts are possessing the can openers when they're being used, and ensuring that the cans aren't opened properly.

And this whole time I thought that they were ineffective as ghosts!

Sure, the whole possessing the can openers things is weird and unheard of as far as hauntings go. Also not all that scary to begin with. But it does get the job done for them; we're hugely put out, and run the risk of seriously injuring ourselves trying to open the cans with our bare hands (and suddenly the whole can opener haunting thing seems a whole lot scarier than it did a few seconds ago). Plus, because of how unusual it is, it's less likely to draw attention to their devious little plot.

Pretty tricky of Horry and/or Charlotte! But I caught on to them in the end. Now I've just got to figure out how to put a stop to these actions. A circle of salt around each can opener should do the trick ... unless there's already a ghost in the can opener! Then I'll just be trapping the damn thing in there.

This is going to require more thouhgt ... and possibly the continuation of watching Supernatural to get some ideas on how to deal with ghosts.