Well, this is about my best friend and the things that she encountered...
It's not much but she tells me she used to see a white snake on her front door ( the one you use to get into the house). She sees it from when she was young and still sees it now...
And once, I was with her when this happened... I went to her house and we were in her room, studying. Then suddenly, she was like, "Stop singing!" But the thing was, I was not singing and neither was her mom ( who was in the room with us). When I asked her about it, she told me she heard some kind of humming and some hand stroking her arm softly. She asked me if I heard the humming, but I did not feel anything.
I'm confused. Is she feeling some sort of ghost around her?
Sent in by coolbuddyrules, Copyright 2010
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Monday, April 26, 2010
My Friends Imaginary Friend
I was about five or six and my friend Emily had a friend named Sarah and I would go to her house and her mom would tell me that she was upstairs talking to Sarah. I would go up there and she was crying and she turned around and there was a huge scratch on her face. She was scared.
When I was seven I met a girl named Makayla. We went to her house and her mother told us she had died of fright. And one day her mother let me go into her room and when I went up there I saw her and Sarah holding hands. I screamed and her mom came in and offered me a ride home.
One of my recent experiences was a day before my birthday I saw her walking on my street and she saw me and disappeared. I did not even go to sleep till 10:00 pm. I was so scared and I have kept it a secret from the rest of my friends to this day.
Sent in by Tarryn Erickson, Copyright 2010
When I was seven I met a girl named Makayla. We went to her house and her mother told us she had died of fright. And one day her mother let me go into her room and when I went up there I saw her and Sarah holding hands. I screamed and her mom came in and offered me a ride home.
One of my recent experiences was a day before my birthday I saw her walking on my street and she saw me and disappeared. I did not even go to sleep till 10:00 pm. I was so scared and I have kept it a secret from the rest of my friends to this day.
Sent in by Tarryn Erickson, Copyright 2010
Buried with the Bones
My nieces daughter who is 6, talks with my mother all the time.
And she says things that make us to believe she is there. Too grownup for a 6 year old, and things that have not been discussed with her, she tells us.
My question is why would my mother all of a sudden say to her she does not want to be buried in the ground with the bones? I am curious as to what this could mean.
What is my mothers fear? She was cremated. Her ashes stay with my dad, until he dies and then we will put them in there spot. She watches over my dad. My mother got saved before she died. Will she in fact go to heaven? Why did she not go to heaven? I am starting to get obsessed over this.
Also this little girl talks to another ghost. A young teenager, who died in an auto crash. She calls her her angel. Her mother goes with the flow, as she is always talking to them. Kinda creepy.
Sent in by Barbara Bachi, Copyright 2010
And she says things that make us to believe she is there. Too grownup for a 6 year old, and things that have not been discussed with her, she tells us.
My question is why would my mother all of a sudden say to her she does not want to be buried in the ground with the bones? I am curious as to what this could mean.
What is my mothers fear? She was cremated. Her ashes stay with my dad, until he dies and then we will put them in there spot. She watches over my dad. My mother got saved before she died. Will she in fact go to heaven? Why did she not go to heaven? I am starting to get obsessed over this.
Also this little girl talks to another ghost. A young teenager, who died in an auto crash. She calls her her angel. Her mother goes with the flow, as she is always talking to them. Kinda creepy.
Sent in by Barbara Bachi, Copyright 2010
My Moms Baby Haunting
This is a true story, I heard it from my mom.
When my mom was a baby, she lived in a small apartment with her four other brothers and sisters and parents. The baby crib was in her parents (my grandparents') bedroom.
Now, my mom's grandmother had died a while before she was born. so one night, when my grandmother was sleeping, she was awakened by the movement of her bed. It was my mom's grandmother who was sitting on the edge of the bed, watching over her. She knew it was real because after a little while, the bed would go up and she would leave. This continued for many nights, and finally ended when my mom grew up. It was not an angry spirit, rather a grandmother wanting to see the baby.
Sent in by Donna, Copyright 2010
When my mom was a baby, she lived in a small apartment with her four other brothers and sisters and parents. The baby crib was in her parents (my grandparents') bedroom.
Now, my mom's grandmother had died a while before she was born. so one night, when my grandmother was sleeping, she was awakened by the movement of her bed. It was my mom's grandmother who was sitting on the edge of the bed, watching over her. She knew it was real because after a little while, the bed would go up and she would leave. This continued for many nights, and finally ended when my mom grew up. It was not an angry spirit, rather a grandmother wanting to see the baby.
Sent in by Donna, Copyright 2010
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