posted on Sep, 2 2008 @ 07:35 PM
Just thought I would share a fairly odd thing that happened to me around 20 years ago, I was about 8 years old at the time and it only just occurred
to me how odd it was.
Me and my family went on a holiday/vacation to Italy, Rome and we were doing the tourist thing of visiting the old Roman buildings and various sights
to see. On one particular day we went to this large cathedral, not sure which one, and I was playing on the large stone steps that led to the
entrance. There were lots of tourists around and my parents were looking at this cathedral while I was a few steps behind just playing on these stone
steps. As my parents began to leave and I followed this old Italian man stopped me. He grabbed my hand and turned it so the palm was face up, he then
said something in Italian which I have no idea what it was and then pinched the end of my finger. It did hurt but I think I was so shocked at this man
grabbing my hand I didn't show any emotion or fear I was a bit like a rabbit in the headlights. My parents didn't see this as they were a few steps
ahead, after this old man pinched my finger he let me go and I ran up to my parents to tell them what happened but we kind of brushed it off at the
time.
Anyway after returning home I had this weird mark on my finger appear, it then turned into a hard circular almost wart kind of thing. I don't know
weather it was a wart or not but it looked weird, it wasn't a bump but rather inside my finger, after a year or so it disappeared.
Anyone know what the hell that was all about??? was it some kind of Italian curse???
On the same holiday/vacation another strange thing happened, there was a woman, I would say 30 to 35 years old who seemed to follow me/my family
around. I remember being in the back of our hire car and as you do when your a child you look out the back window at the cars behind and there was
this woman. We drove for about 2 hours and this woman was behind us all the time, I then saw her at our hotel reception a few days later too. At the
time I didn't think much of it until we got back home to the UK and I saw her outside my school a few times and she always seemed to be looking at
me.
I don't know if the two incidents are connected but I thought I would share that with you for what's its worth, it could just be me being paranoid
but thinking about it gives me a chill now.