I thought I would tell you what is going on lately. For the past 6 months I've been awoken by a presence of a little boy standing just behind me. I have woken by the feeling of him. He is sweet and friendly.
When this happen right before Christmas my cats were sleeping with me when they suddenly stood up and looked towards the presence when I turned around I heard a little voice say HI! and thats when I saw him. He looks to be about 8 or 9 years old. His clothes looked to be from the 1940's.
I told my husband about it but of course he said I was dreaming. Then just 2 days ago I could hear our TV upstairs on but there is one thing it's not plugged up because we are currently using a room downstairs. I could hear a show on and voices of people talking and laughing. When I went upstairs of course nothing and I made sure the TV is still unplugged.
One other bedroom upstairs I sometimes hear footsteps but no one home but my husband and I. When my stepdaughter and grandkids came to visit for the holidays she told me that she had seen a little boy and girl with their parents outside along our property line. She described a white house and the clothes were from the 1940's era. She said they acknowledged her and waved to her, she waved back. She came down to ask her father if she could go play with them but he told her they have been no one living on this land site for some 70 years. So when she insisted he come see for himself which he did but there was no house or family there. When she described them he said that was one of his great uncles that farmed this land and past it down to generation to generation.
When my stepdaughters were young and I would go to bed early they would always say they felt like they were being watched through our big bay window and they would run upstairs but sometimes before they would reach the top stair the TV downstairs would come back on and they had to come back downstairs to turn it off again.
One of the girls had stuff animals in her room and when we returned home from school and work some her stuff animals would be on the floor and other rooms throughout the house just like when child plays with one toy only to get bored and get another to play with.
It's not at all frightening just intriguing to watch and wait for what happens next. The cats don't think it's intriguing at all.
Sent in by Bernice
Wednesday, December 18, 2013
What Am I Suppose To Do About My 11 Year Old Sister?
My little 11 year old sister Clare has not been her self, since last year one week a month she has woken up for no reason, she has claimed to have seen things move like this January, we were in the car with our older brother, she tapped my shoulder and said "Did you see that car's wheel move?" and I said no, then my brother explained to her why that happened, then, she turned (Head wise) and saw a man covered in blood and was wearing a tuxedo.
Then, this or last week when we we're walking home in the rain, she told me something I can't forget "Sis, If I die I want you to know I'm a Vampire and Witch, the vampire, ask Skyler the Witch last July" then she she tripped her face bleeding, she cleaned her face.
When, I went up today to our room I found the window-thing the top open and Clare was down stairs on the computer And she would always keep the light on now she is becoming paranoid, and she would find her glasses on the TV stand or in and her games missing and when, just 5 minutes before I started typing we had found a title on the door and she keeps seeing figures and waking up in cold sweat.
Alice now Clare but, when I was 1-5 I remember the first time I saw pitch black figures walking around my older brothers room and when, the 2nd time was when, I was in front of their TV, and saw puppets coming out of the TV but, I never touched the TV and the 3rd time was when I was 5-8 and I was playing with my friends and I was In a hole in a bush and I saw a man, smiling and he was wearing aristocratic clothes. And when I came out it was completely different..... - Clare What am I supposed to do?
Alice V.D.V
Then, this or last week when we we're walking home in the rain, she told me something I can't forget "Sis, If I die I want you to know I'm a Vampire and Witch, the vampire, ask Skyler the Witch last July" then she she tripped her face bleeding, she cleaned her face.
When, I went up today to our room I found the window-thing the top open and Clare was down stairs on the computer And she would always keep the light on now she is becoming paranoid, and she would find her glasses on the TV stand or in and her games missing and when, just 5 minutes before I started typing we had found a title on the door and she keeps seeing figures and waking up in cold sweat.
Alice now Clare but, when I was 1-5 I remember the first time I saw pitch black figures walking around my older brothers room and when, the 2nd time was when, I was in front of their TV, and saw puppets coming out of the TV but, I never touched the TV and the 3rd time was when I was 5-8 and I was playing with my friends and I was In a hole in a bush and I saw a man, smiling and he was wearing aristocratic clothes. And when I came out it was completely different..... - Clare What am I supposed to do?
Alice V.D.V
Wednesday, July 24, 2013
The Two Best Friends
Well, this is a story which my childhood friend told me. This happened in her village. Let’s get to the story.
In her village, in 1978 or 1979, there were two best friends who died a very unnatural death. They were missing for 2-3 days at last the villagers found their dead bodies in a graveyard. They were around 25-30 years old. They were buried in that graveyard.
After some days, villagers would see their spirits holding hands and in front of them would be a grave, which was empty. They would call every passer and say that “this grave is dug for you.”
Well my friend never believed in all this. In her village there was a strict rule, that no one should walk around after sunset. That day she, with her friends went to see a circus far away from their village. It was almost sunset, when they came back. In the way, she and her friends found two of them missing (they were best friends). They thought they must’ve gone before them. When they came back, the girls’ (who was missing) parents told they did not return. The next day they found their dead bodies where the two best friends’ (from 1979) dead bodies were found.
Sent in by Anika
In her village, in 1978 or 1979, there were two best friends who died a very unnatural death. They were missing for 2-3 days at last the villagers found their dead bodies in a graveyard. They were around 25-30 years old. They were buried in that graveyard.
After some days, villagers would see their spirits holding hands and in front of them would be a grave, which was empty. They would call every passer and say that “this grave is dug for you.”
Well my friend never believed in all this. In her village there was a strict rule, that no one should walk around after sunset. That day she, with her friends went to see a circus far away from their village. It was almost sunset, when they came back. In the way, she and her friends found two of them missing (they were best friends). They thought they must’ve gone before them. When they came back, the girls’ (who was missing) parents told they did not return. The next day they found their dead bodies where the two best friends’ (from 1979) dead bodies were found.
Sent in by Anika
Friday, June 14, 2013
My Guardian Angel Mama Kika
When I was about 8 years old, my Mama Kika (my Grandmas nickname) had died from a heart attack (R.I.P). Well, my ghost story is just weird, but it was worth it to me. Right now I am 15... but I still remember my grandmas face when I saw her one last time after she had died.
I came from school one day before spring was beginning in the year 2003. I went into my dads room to watch sum T.V. I've been in his room technically the WHOLE day.
I got bored of watching television so I went back and forth around my house. I was looking for some movies or video games (I know I'm a girl, but I loved playing video games). Well, I didn't find anything so I just gave up.
My dad came home from work around 5:00 p.m that afternoon. He went back out the house to go mow the lawn. Then that's when I had the hairs on my back stand up!
I thought it was all in my head until I heard some slippers sliding on the ground. I was thinking that my brother was playing around so I called out his name, "Christian!" I got no answer, then the door from the house opened and my brother came in. He was asking why I was calling him. I told him what I was hearing and just told me that I was crazy (we were kids so of course people would think we would be crazy).
I got mad and went to my dads room. I found some movies to watch.
After I have finished some of the movies, I got bored and started to dress up and put some makeup on to take pictures (I still sometimes do that).
Once I got my stuff to put on, I hear the slippers again. This time I thought it was my dad, but it turned out it really wasn't. I got scared and just sat on his bed under the blankets.
I sat up again, this time with the blankets off of my face. Then I stared at myself in the mirror thinking to myself, "Am I really going crazy"? I just sat there for about half an hour or so still staring at myself. Then I looked at the other side of the mirror in fear... it was my grandmas face! I got scared and started crying with the hairs on my neck standing.
I almost fell off the bed until I felt something push me firmly back onto bed.
At about 10:00 p.m, my mother came home and saw that my eyes were red and puffy. She asked me if I've been crying. I explained to her about how I heard the noise of slippers as if they were heading towards me to how I've seen my grandma in the mirror.
My mother then started crying and telling me, "Mija," (which means daughter in Spanish), "your grandma isn't here to scare you baby...she's here to take care of you". Then that's when it hit me. I remember her always taking care of me, playing with me when I was a little kid about 4 or 5 years old. My grandma WAS watching out for me, and to take care of me.
'Til this very day, I sometimes still hear her slippers walking towards me, but that's a sign that I know she's here taking care of me while I'm home alone.
Sent in by Cindy
I came from school one day before spring was beginning in the year 2003. I went into my dads room to watch sum T.V. I've been in his room technically the WHOLE day.
I got bored of watching television so I went back and forth around my house. I was looking for some movies or video games (I know I'm a girl, but I loved playing video games). Well, I didn't find anything so I just gave up.
My dad came home from work around 5:00 p.m that afternoon. He went back out the house to go mow the lawn. Then that's when I had the hairs on my back stand up!
I thought it was all in my head until I heard some slippers sliding on the ground. I was thinking that my brother was playing around so I called out his name, "Christian!" I got no answer, then the door from the house opened and my brother came in. He was asking why I was calling him. I told him what I was hearing and just told me that I was crazy (we were kids so of course people would think we would be crazy).
I got mad and went to my dads room. I found some movies to watch.
After I have finished some of the movies, I got bored and started to dress up and put some makeup on to take pictures (I still sometimes do that).
Once I got my stuff to put on, I hear the slippers again. This time I thought it was my dad, but it turned out it really wasn't. I got scared and just sat on his bed under the blankets.
I sat up again, this time with the blankets off of my face. Then I stared at myself in the mirror thinking to myself, "Am I really going crazy"? I just sat there for about half an hour or so still staring at myself. Then I looked at the other side of the mirror in fear... it was my grandmas face! I got scared and started crying with the hairs on my neck standing.
I almost fell off the bed until I felt something push me firmly back onto bed.
At about 10:00 p.m, my mother came home and saw that my eyes were red and puffy. She asked me if I've been crying. I explained to her about how I heard the noise of slippers as if they were heading towards me to how I've seen my grandma in the mirror.
My mother then started crying and telling me, "Mija," (which means daughter in Spanish), "your grandma isn't here to scare you baby...she's here to take care of you". Then that's when it hit me. I remember her always taking care of me, playing with me when I was a little kid about 4 or 5 years old. My grandma WAS watching out for me, and to take care of me.
'Til this very day, I sometimes still hear her slippers walking towards me, but that's a sign that I know she's here taking care of me while I'm home alone.
Sent in by Cindy
My Mothers Double Walker
Ever since August 2011 I have noticed that my mother has a "double walker" also known as a Doppelganger. My family had started to think I had a demon following me, or at the most, watching over me. After seeing it the first time I noticed it was in the form of my mother, it had scared me, after the fact that my sister had said it was watching me while I was sleeping, I didn't know what to do. I had called the leader of our Ghost Tracking crew, she had said I needed a blessing, she also thought it was a demon. The last time I had seen it, my sister said it was looking at me from the hallway entrance, I sat up to see it run towards mothers room while she was not home.
Ever since I was 9 I noticed I had a gift to see spirits, reason I knew about mothers double walker. For months I have had objects thrown at me, I have seen shadow figures, mists, and orbs, but I mainly freaked out because of the doppelganger.
Supposedly when a relative sees your doppelganger it means, for the other persons walker, its illness or danger, if you see your own, it means death. For the last month I have not seen it, but I know it is still there, along with a little girl spirit who talks to us when we don't notice, but we hear her.
There is a mother spirit as well, she has yet to be seen, I know why those two spirits have been following us, ever since mother played with a Ouija Board with her friends, and it turning out bad for the spirits knowing she was a non-believer; she got attacked.
I am not scared, I am aware they speak to me, I know they are there, I don't want them to hide when I try to find them, the least that can happen is me encountering mothers Doppelganger again.
I don't want to get blessed yet, I think I am safe, but I truly don't know.
Sent in by Courtney
Ever since I was 9 I noticed I had a gift to see spirits, reason I knew about mothers double walker. For months I have had objects thrown at me, I have seen shadow figures, mists, and orbs, but I mainly freaked out because of the doppelganger.
Supposedly when a relative sees your doppelganger it means, for the other persons walker, its illness or danger, if you see your own, it means death. For the last month I have not seen it, but I know it is still there, along with a little girl spirit who talks to us when we don't notice, but we hear her.
There is a mother spirit as well, she has yet to be seen, I know why those two spirits have been following us, ever since mother played with a Ouija Board with her friends, and it turning out bad for the spirits knowing she was a non-believer; she got attacked.
I am not scared, I am aware they speak to me, I know they are there, I don't want them to hide when I try to find them, the least that can happen is me encountering mothers Doppelganger again.
I don't want to get blessed yet, I think I am safe, but I truly don't know.
Sent in by Courtney
Thursday, June 13, 2013
My Paranormal Experience In Olive Hurst California
I am 23 years old. I grew up in Olive Hurst, California. I still reside here. Even as a kid I had wished I could see something paranormal. It wasn't til I was 17 years old when I saw my first sign that paranormal activity existed.
I was driving down the road late one night, a field where I hunted growing up on one side and a few run down vacant homes on the other. I was driving around just because I could when a young child ran out in front of my car. As I came to a sliding halt I hit the child, its hands hit the hood and went under the car.
I jumped out of my car crying just knowing I killed someone but to my surprise there was no one around or under my car. In a panic I backed up just to make sure no one was. There was no sign of anyone or anything. This young child that I just ran over vanished.
Balling by what had happened I went to a close friend of mines house told him what I experienced. He grabbed his camera and we went back to where the child was and took pictures of the surrounding areas and one picture took had a pinkish red dot on it right where the child had first appeared before I struck him.
I did some research on who lived in the old house. I found out that a young boy in 1989 was killed by a car on that road. Mortified that this spirit was still there and reliving that tragic accident over again I went to the site again and just prayed for a while. I still visit that spot every now and again but no more activity since that night. It's my small passion to try and experience that again hopefully under a better circumstance though.
Wes Donaldson
I was driving down the road late one night, a field where I hunted growing up on one side and a few run down vacant homes on the other. I was driving around just because I could when a young child ran out in front of my car. As I came to a sliding halt I hit the child, its hands hit the hood and went under the car.
I jumped out of my car crying just knowing I killed someone but to my surprise there was no one around or under my car. In a panic I backed up just to make sure no one was. There was no sign of anyone or anything. This young child that I just ran over vanished.
Balling by what had happened I went to a close friend of mines house told him what I experienced. He grabbed his camera and we went back to where the child was and took pictures of the surrounding areas and one picture took had a pinkish red dot on it right where the child had first appeared before I struck him.
I did some research on who lived in the old house. I found out that a young boy in 1989 was killed by a car on that road. Mortified that this spirit was still there and reliving that tragic accident over again I went to the site again and just prayed for a while. I still visit that spot every now and again but no more activity since that night. It's my small passion to try and experience that again hopefully under a better circumstance though.
Wes Donaldson
Knocking Sounds And Rice That Turned Red
Something is going on around us
This story happened, when i was in 6th standard. I am from middle class family and we were staying in a rented house. We moved to a new rented house. The first day it was normal but things went wrong from the second day night. We heard some one knocking at the door but when my dad opened it he saw no one there. On that night three times, we heard that knocking sound. We thought some kids were playing with us but in the morning when my mom saw the rice kept in the fridge we all are in shock... rice color turned red. It continued for some more days. We did some puja and all. Everything was reduced for some time...
One day I was fell on the ground and I was bleeding. My mom brought me inside the house. Windows started knocking by itself... after that everyday I use to get injured and blood use to flow. It was continued for next three days.
After that we went to native for some function. In our native, we believe in god coming to human body. When we asked that man, he told us to leave the house. My dad asked for the reason. He said one pregnant lady committed suicide there and she wont allow anyone to stay there. We left that house in a hurry and my dad inquired about the house and that was true. One pregnant woman had committed suicide there and before us three families stayed there and no one left that house alive.
Sent in by chethan
This story happened, when i was in 6th standard. I am from middle class family and we were staying in a rented house. We moved to a new rented house. The first day it was normal but things went wrong from the second day night. We heard some one knocking at the door but when my dad opened it he saw no one there. On that night three times, we heard that knocking sound. We thought some kids were playing with us but in the morning when my mom saw the rice kept in the fridge we all are in shock... rice color turned red. It continued for some more days. We did some puja and all. Everything was reduced for some time...
One day I was fell on the ground and I was bleeding. My mom brought me inside the house. Windows started knocking by itself... after that everyday I use to get injured and blood use to flow. It was continued for next three days.
After that we went to native for some function. In our native, we believe in god coming to human body. When we asked that man, he told us to leave the house. My dad asked for the reason. He said one pregnant lady committed suicide there and she wont allow anyone to stay there. We left that house in a hurry and my dad inquired about the house and that was true. One pregnant woman had committed suicide there and before us three families stayed there and no one left that house alive.
Sent in by chethan
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