After arguing over where we would live, I decided in 1999 to move from Boston to Orlando, Florida, to be with my fiance. Jenna and I were living on Park Drive in Boston with another friend of ours, Amy. Nothing had ever really happened in the apartment, although we would often have the feeling we were not alone or that we were being watched. Also, Karma, Jenna's cat, would attack the walls. I would photograph her when she would do this, but I never picked anything up.
After we loaded all my things into a moving truck we went to bed because Jenna and I were leaving in the morning to start the twenty-one hour drive to Orlando. Because my bed was packed, I slept on our comfortable couch. I was woken up at about four in the morning by a kiss on my cheek. At first I though it was Jenna or Amy, but it semed odd for either of them to come out and kiss me. The girl standing in front of me was also slightly shorter than either of them and her hair came down off her shoulders. I could not make out her face, and as I was about to say hello, she turned to leave and disappeared. |
