MY STORY

HOW ANITA'S PSYCHIC GIFT STARTED

Rolling in Cash
....but spirit warned me not to spend a penny of my winnings

Driving along the motorway with my hubby Arthur, my daydreams were interrupted by a sudden premonition, ‘ I’d won some money on the premium bonds I gasped. Arthur was used to me being psychic he just nodded you would think I would be chuffed wouldn’t you but I couldn’t feel happy. Along with my premonition, I had a awful sense of forbidding. ‘Don’t spend that money’ I told myself you are going to need it.
A few days later, I was doing a shift at the pub I worked at when I spotted a man at the bar reading the newspaper. I know premium bonds wins were announced in the press.
‘Can I have a look at your paper?’ I asked him, he nodded , sliding it across the bar. There was my number in black and white. I’d won £1000, and back then in 1971 , that was a fortune. I showed Arthur ,but I knew we couldn’t celebrate. Something terrible was coming....
Two weeks later, I was in the kitchen making tea for my kids, Wendy ,10, Stephen , 5, and 22 month old Anita, when I heard screaming . With 3 young kids , there was always shouting and yelling.
‘Now what?’ I muttered. Wendy flew into the kitchen carrying Anita wrapped in a towel, she was screaming . ‘. What happened?’ I asked . I was running a bath and she fell in the water Wendy gasped
No!
I grabbed Anita, peeled away her towel. Her whole body was red raw , the skin on her stomach coming away in flaps. The bath water must have been scalding. My poor baby had terrible burns. I ran to the phone and dialled 999. Anita was still wailing in my arms.
‘Send an ambulance, please, ‘ I yelled to the operator over her cries
I felt numb as I travelled with Anita in the ambulance. At the hospital, I was told to sit in a waiting room while doctors whisked Anita away. Arthur had been out when the accident happened, rushed straight to the hospital.
After what seemed like forever, a doctor came in . ‘She’s badly burned’ he told us, ‘ I don’t know whether she will pull through and the next 10 days are crucial.
I stared at him in horror and disbelief. Anita looked so helpless lying in a little cot. She was wrapped from head to toe in bandages.
When the doctors sent us home I crawled straight into bed. Suddenly, a huge golden hand appeared, sweeping down before my eyes, it was almost like it was taking something....
I stared in terror, the hand must be a sign, God’s taken her , I told myself
‘Ring the hospital’ I begged Arthur, he was on the phone for what seemed forever
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‘She’s still the same’ he told me when he finally came up to the room. I sank back into the mattress with relief then sobbed myself to sleep.
The following day Anita’s condition still hadn’t changed. I brought her some milkshake her favourite but the poor little mite couldn’t drink and she couldn’t sleep either. Every time she closed her eyes, she jumped with shock as the memories came flooding back.
After 2 days she was transferred to a specialist burns unit. My darling girl had suffered 75% burns.
Arthur took time off as a fork lift driver so we could visit Anita every day. How would we manage without his wage? It was such a long way from our home to the hospital, the petrol would cost an arm and a leg.
That’s when it hit me , the premium bonds win, that’s why I knew I couldn’t spend the money - we’d need it now. Over the next few days Anita began to sleep better and even drank a little, I dared to hope she was going to be ok. She made it to the crucial 10 days, I was over the moon . Anita was a little fighter, she started improving every day. The new skin was growing beautifully, except on her right foot and right hand, where she’d been most badly burned ‘she’ll need skin grafts’ the specialist told us. She’d already been through so much, but fortunately the operation went well. Finally , six weeks after the accident , Anita was allowed home from hospital. By then , we didn’t have much left from my winnings , but I couldn’t have cared less, my baby was home. A few weeks later I remembered the golden hand, it hadn’t come to take Anita away it was a sign of healing
Thank you I whispered.
Years passed. Anita started school , but she was badly bullied because of her scars. One afternoon she came home in tears. ‘The other children won’t hold my hand’ she sobbed ‘ they say I’m a witch’
My heart bled for her, but I had to teach her to be strong and not be ashamed of her scars
‘So say you are a witch’ I suggested And tell them if they keep being nasty you will turn them into worms!
Anita wiped her tears as she stifled a giggle.
When she was 10 she had surgery to lengthen the tendons in her right foot, which had been damaged by the accident. The other kids stamped on her bandaged foot, how cruel. I wished I could suffer the pain for her.
‘Hold your head high,’ I told her. Then something amazing happened. Anita started to be able to predict the future. By 16 she was going to spiritualist churches and doing readings for family and friends. Despite her scars , Anita grew up into a beautiful young woman. When she was 21, she won a beauty contest at a holiday camp. When Anita became a full time medium i knew she had found her calling, she’s 41 now has a lovely partner Andrew 42, and 2 gorgeous kids Carl 12 and 9 year old Bethany . Anita is living proof that people with burns, scars or any kind of disfigurement can go on to lead a normal life.
I am so proud of her, she’s refused to let what happened to her ruin her life. She’s had a hard time but now she’s a wonderful Medium because she can understand others suffering. Spirit sent me that forewarning not to spend the money because I’d need it. I was so glad they did. It meant we could visit Anita every day. She believes she was meant to die , but that she was spared to help others. One things for sure - my lovely Anita is beautiful inside and out...