A banshee is defined as:
(in Irish folklore) a spirit in the form of a wailing woman who appears to or is heard by members of a family as a sign that one of them is about to die.
My grandfather says he saw one at brighouse, many years ago….
There are 4 children of the Clarke family. Everyone except the last has had to watch their family ravaged by death and tragedy.
The eldest lost her beloved granddaughter in a horrific car accident
My grandfather (second eldest, oldest son) just lost his eldest son in a horrific farming accident.
The youngest, the twins, the boy of which, lost both his wife http://www.thetelegraphandargus.co.uk/archive/2001/10/19/8036203.Depressed_patient_killed_by_train/?ref=arc
And son both to the same tragedy, both suicide, the same way… If you think suicide can’t be prevented think again…
So far there’s only the youngest sibling who hasn’t felt the cold sting of unjust death, our loved ones stolen from our grasp, and for what? What have we done to deserve this punishment? Can it be put right before we lose another?
Most would say its simply gods will… But why would god put one family through so much? What are we reaping? And when did we sow it? What on earth is worthy of such infinite sorrow? Even half a world apart the darkness followed us, is wrought among our lives and its like we can’t shake it.
I constantly feel like I’m on borrowed time, like the guillotine is about to drop any second. I walked from a car accident and my face being torn off by the Rottweiler … Do I have any chances left? Is the devastation over yet? Is there more heartache to come? If this is any help to whatever divine source that we have wronged please let us right it, my family don’t deserve this constant loss and punishment. Please, have mercy on them. Please stop the cycle.