Hello and welcome to my episode 121 of Real Life Gold Stories and I have five

spooky stories for you today and the last story comes from May the 12th 2021 and story number

one comes from Xavier. I have a few paranormal experiences but I thought I would submit this one

because it's more of a religious experience than a typical ghost story and it might seem a bit

different than what you usually read. I'm a chameleon or Egyptian pagan as it is more commonly known.

I mostly worship anubis. While he is the god of deathrights, rituals and best known for the

heart weighed against the feather myth, he is also a loving protector and teacher. In 2016 I was going

around driving my grandma's old Pontiac Sunfire from 2001 that I got when she passed away.

The car was old but damn I loved that car. While I was not Catholic I always kept my grandmother's

pocket bible and little angel charm in the car as a memory of her and I couldn't bear to get rid of it.

Around the same time I had made some prayer beads for anubis using some black gemstones and an

ink pendant or Egyptian cross on a copper wire. I used to meditate with these often. I still do

but frankly I'm just really bad at remembering to meditate. One time in 2016 when I was meditating

with these beads before work, they for lack of a better term exploded. The beads went flying

everywhere and the wire hit my face though it was just jewellery wire so it wasn't dangerous and

it didn't hurt. I honestly thought nothing of it at the time and back then I was still sort of

new to the occult and didn't know an item of power like this is an omen of sorts. I chalked it up

to bad craftsmanship when making them and fixed the pendant. Later that day after work I got hit

in a really bad car accident. A giant ram truck running a red light hit my passenger side.

I was going straight and he was going straight but on the other side. I'm so lucky that he hit my

passenger side because he totaled my car on that side completely. It is a miracle I was fine,

just a nervous wreck and a sore neck the next day. The guy who hit me may have been going 55

...