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Like I had said on my Initial introduction, I am single, not by choice. Everytime I find a girlfriend, weird things start happening, sometimes because of Grace(for those reading about Grace for the first time, she is traced to my OUIJA. She was a 9 year old girl, who was killed by her father back in 1964.) I say weird things like, one of the girls I was dating woke up in her apartment to a living room full of rose petals, nice gesture Grace, but didn't give it full thought. My girlfriend freaked out because she had to clean them all up, and what was I doing in her apartment last night. I denied it, she didn't beleive me, and Grace thought that she was doing me a favor, so I really couldn't get mad at her.
Grace can be the sweetest if she likes you, if she doesn't like you , watch out! Which is what this story is about. About two years ago I had met this girl at a military function. I liked this girl alot, Grace didn't. I told Grace to leave this girl alone. Grace said she would but I knew she would be up to something. Grace would pick on her, like, take her keys out of her purse, and hide them. One time I had to get Grace on the board and demand she tell me where she put them. We found them in the oven. Now, I can't tell my girlfriend that we found her keys in the oven because a 9 year old girl whose been dead for 32 years doesn't like you. Now let's get to the date that ended mine and my girlfriends relatioship.
I had made dinner reservations for 8:00pm, I get to her house at about 6:30. She can't find any of the shoes she laid out the night before, and the shoes that she was going to settle with were right there and now they were gone. We finally got her ready and went directly to the restaurant before anything else went wrong.
In the restaurant, my girlfriend wants to talk about something "serious", not what you're thinking. She didn't want to tell me at first, but promised she would tell me if I promised not to laugh. She said she thought her apartment was haunted because of all the stuff that was going on she couldn't explain, like her keys in the oven. I tell her that she's just under a lot of stress and not to worry about it. We get our food, and the first thing that happens is the glass of wine that is in front of her just tips over for no reason. You can tell that my Girlfriend was starting to get real shaken over this, because that was the first time Grace had ever done something right in front of her. I told her everything would be O.K. We started eating, as she brought the fork up to her face Grace hit the fork out of her hands, sending food all over the place. She looked as if (forgive the pun)she had seen a gost or something. My girlfriend was so distraught over that, she wouldn't go back to her apartment. It was pointless to take her to my house because thats where Grace lives. She ended up staying at a YMCA until she could move back home. I haven't seen her since then, but I've talked to her twice. Both times we were only half-way through the conversation and we were cut off and my phone would stay dead for hours, I'm pretty sure it was Grace, but she still won't admit to it. I could easily get rid of her just by getting rid of the board, but I think my relationship with Grace is important. Most people probably think I'm crazy, I don't know you tell me, I would like some feedback.