Supernatural Happenings

I want to join the fun too! When I still lived with my parents my room was almost always 5 to 10 degrees colder than the rest of the house. Yes, the insulation was about 10% mouse crap by volume, but so was the rest of the house, so it couldn't have been that much of a factor. Any way, I used to get a really creepy feeling like I was being watched, especially from just outside my windows. My mom says it's still a bit cooler than usual in there, but not as bad as it was when I lived there. What really creeped her out was when I was gone for a few days she said my door opened twice completely on its own. That was super weird considering I always kept it closed tightly.

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I'm 28 now and still living in my childhood home. It was left to me but that is a long story. My home used to scare the crap out of me as a kid so much so that I refused to sleep upstairs and they turned the living room downstairs into my bedroom.

A few things that would happen would include foot steps, pictures rocking, hearing my name called, my bedroom door handle physically turning and then opening and also my cat randomly hissing at things that you couldn't see.

Just a year ago I actually managed to capture an orb on video in one of the more haunted rooms up there. It's the coolest thing ever. I'm sitting on the bed and the orb comes over from by the closet looks as if it's looking at me recording it and then realizing what I'm doing and speeding away.

I'm not really scared by them anymore. I figure living here this long, if they wanted to hurt me, they would've already. I've always been interested in paranormal research and have done a couple places in my area recently. I think that is also why I've become more at ease with them being in my house. I've got some other stories I could tell but figure I made this post long enough. It's so hard to find people that actually want to hear these stories or believe in the paranormal.
 
How's this for supernatural... this has been happening for over a decade so just two instances.
I'm driving and not paying as much attention as I should due to exhaustion. I look down slightly to turn on some music and a voice (that I know well) says "it's time to stop now". I just automatically start to put on the brake as I bring my eyes back up and I avoid what would have been a crippling, possibly fatal accident, by mere inches.
Years later I'm napping at home and the voice wakes me saying "get ready". A few minutes later I get a call that my daughter is sick and needs picked up.

I trust my Wesley(dog) to warn and defend us from the malevolent entities. Luckily we've lived here for over 4 years. (My previous record was 3 years at one address) My aura has saturated the house and the perimeter is holding.

Taking a chance here with a bit of my crazy out there. o_O
 
How's this for supernatural... this has been happening for over a decade so just two instances.
I'm driving and not paying as much attention as I should due to exhaustion. I look down slightly to turn on some music and a voice (that I know well) says "it's time to stop now". I just automatically start to put on the brake as I bring my eyes back up and I avoid what would have been a crippling, possibly fatal accident, by mere inches.
Years later I'm napping at home and the voice wakes me saying "get ready". A few minutes later I get a call that my daughter is sick and needs picked up.

I trust my Wesley(dog) to warn and defend us from the malevolent entities. Luckily we've lived here for over 4 years. (My previous record was 3 years at one address) My aura has saturated the house and the perimeter is holding.

Taking a chance here with a bit of my crazy out there. o_O

From what it sounds like you have something like a guide or gaurdian spirit watching over you. I dont think its nuts. I do believe in this myself. Yeah and if im just a nutty pony lady I dont mind.
 
From what it sounds like you have something like a guide or gaurdian spirit watching over you. I dont think its nuts. I do believe in this myself. Yeah and if im just a nutty pony lady I dont mind.

Thanks :smile:
 
Yea well the man with the top hat that was wandering through the house when I was about 8 caught my attention in one end of the house while it caught mother's attention at the other end when it got to the back of the house. We both saw him and were screaming like crazy when we bumped into each other back to back in the hallway.
 
It's not a ghost story or anything, but I remember when my daughter was in elementary school, there was this long haired little boy and his grandma I presume, as she was an older lady standing there waiting for the gate to open in the morning. She was Catholic as she had a rosary, (a good chunk of my family is Catholic) and she made the sign of the cross and said something in Spanish and for a brief moment I saw a shield with a cross shimmer in front of the little boy.

I'm not Catholic and I've seen a few protective shields made by people of other faiths. I was quite impressed, that lady was very strong.
 
How's this for supernatural... this has been happening for over a decade so just two instances.
I'm driving and not paying as much attention as I should due to exhaustion. I look down slightly to turn on some music and a voice (that I know well) says "it's time to stop now". I just automatically start to put on the brake as I bring my eyes back up and I avoid what would have been a crippling, possibly fatal accident, by mere inches.
Years later I'm napping at home and the voice wakes me saying "get ready". A few minutes later I get a call that my daughter is sick and needs picked up.

I trust my Wesley(dog) to warn and defend us from the malevolent entities. Luckily we've lived here for over 4 years. (My previous record was 3 years at one address) My aura has saturated the house and the perimeter is holding.

Taking a chance here with a bit of my crazy out there. o_O


I second the guardian spirit.
 
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Yea well the man with the top hat that was wandering through the house when I was about 8 caught my attention in one end of the house while it caught mother's attention at the other end when it got to the back of the house. We both saw him and were screaming like crazy when we bumped into each other back to back in the hallway.
I wonder if you saw a specter know as the Hat man? kinda sounds like it.

Recently I have been having the same dream over and over I hope it does not mean anything. I have had dreams before and bad stuff happens after. It runs on the female side of my dads family.
Been hearing singing in my room too.Its a little girls voice so I am not sure which doll it belongs too.
 
Honestly people might think I am nuts but, I heard my daughter's voice as sing-song voice the kind you hear a little girl make when they are playing. This was before she was born. I guess she let me know she was coming? I heard about those type of stories of would be parents meeting their kids as a ghost or spirit before they entered this world. I never thought much of it until it happened to me.
 
Honestly people might think I am nuts but, I heard my daughter's voice as sing-song voice the kind you hear a little girl make when they are playing. This was before she was born. I guess she let me know she was coming? I heard about those type of stories of would be parents meeting their kids as a ghost or spirit before they entered this world. I never thought much of it until it happened to me.


Not at all. I've witnessed some very weird stuff myself. I think that's a beautiful experience Skycakes.
 
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Not at all. I've witnessed some very weird stuff myself. I think that's a beautiful experience Skycakes.

Thank you for saying that. And the sound was coming from the pony room. To make it more spooky then the sound went into the hallway and disappeared. This was late at night I dont know if my husband was home or not.
 
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Thank you for saying that. And the sound was coming from the pony room. To make it more spooky then the sound went into the hallway and disappeared. This was late at night I dont know if my husband was home or not.
I had similar experiences before and during pregnancy. :)

Not here's the yucky one. It's ok if you think I'm crazy. I'm pretty far past feeling pain from judgment for any length of time.

So.... I walk into my beautiful kitchen. This has happened several times. Different times of day. Different days of the week. The only common denominators are heavily overcast with rain, and only my dog and I are present. My kitchen has light oak cabinets to the ceiling, blue '70's laminate counters, beat up linoleum in a blue and white squares pattern, old porcelain sink, '50's stove vent, pretty trashed ceilings, an awesome new fridge( :p ), and a valance my mom made over the window to the front yard.

If you made it through the setting...
I walk in and it is covered, literally covered, in partially coagulated blood. Hand prints on the window and walls. Puddles and smears across the counters and floors. Dripping down the cupboards and from the ceiling. It's not on my fridge, microwave, valance, or the new lights my dad put in. At first I chocked it up to an hallucination. I spent some three hours trying to clean before it vanished and only ended up damaging my counters. (No worries they are old and damaged any) Throughout my rather manic cleaning (couldn't let my girl see something like that, no matter how it happened) my little dog stayed right by my feet licking any piece of me he could reach and trying to pull me from the room.
Now when I see it, I turn around and leave. I have a neighbor who lived across the street since before this house was initially finished. He's said the only bad things he knows of happening here are that it was the first house to bring the police to the neighborhood due to the owner being a drug dealer ('67) and the baby that was born without a stomach(who is still alive today).

Any thoughts?

One more thing. I had to put a nightlight in the kitchen because when it is pitch black there is a menacing presence.

Oh, yeah, but I still consider my aura to have permeated the space enough to keep out baddies and keep us safe.

Yes you can call me crazy :)
 
I had similar experiences before and during pregnancy. :)

Not here's the yucky one. It's ok if you think I'm crazy. I'm pretty far past feeling pain from judgment for any length of time.

So.... I walk into my beautiful kitchen. This has happened several times. Different times of day. Different days of the week. The only common denominators are heavily overcast with rain, and only my dog and I are present. My kitchen has light oak cabinets to the ceiling, blue '70's laminate counters, beat up linoleum in a blue and white squares pattern, old porcelain sink, '50's stove vent, pretty trashed ceilings, an awesome new fridge( :p ), and a valance my mom made over the window to the front yard.

If you made it through the setting...
I walk in and it is covered, literally covered, in partially coagulated blood. Hand prints on the window and walls. Puddles and smears across the counters and floors. Dripping down the cupboards and from the ceiling. It's not on my fridge, microwave, valance, or the new lights my dad put in. At first I chocked it up to an hallucination. I spent some three hours trying to clean before it vanished and only ended up damaging my counters. (No worries they are old and damaged any) Throughout my rather manic cleaning (couldn't let my girl see something like that, no matter how it happened) my little dog stayed right by my feet licking any piece of me he could reach and trying to pull me from the room.
Now when I see it, I turn around and leave. I have a neighbor who lived across the street since before this house was initially finished. He's said the only bad things he knows of happening here are that it was the first house to bring the police to the neighborhood due to the owner being a drug dealer ('67) and the baby that was born without a stomach(who is still alive today).

Any thoughts?

One more thing. I had to put a nightlight in the kitchen because when it is pitch black there is a menacing presence.

Oh, yeah, but I still consider my aura to have permeated the space enough to keep out baddies and keep us safe.

Yes you can call me crazy :)

Sounds like you need to do a spiritual cleanse with sage in the four corners of your house. o_O I dont know if its a residue haunting or a intelligent one. The ghost cat that shows up sometimes on my bed is a intelligent one because when I think about the cat it shows up. Some say the earth remembers things. I agree.
 
I had similar experiences before and during pregnancy. :)

Not here's the yucky one. It's ok if you think I'm crazy. I'm pretty far past feeling pain from judgment for any length of time.

So.... I walk into my beautiful kitchen. This has happened several times. Different times of day. Different days of the week. The only common denominators are heavily overcast with rain, and only my dog and I are present. My kitchen has light oak cabinets to the ceiling, blue '70's laminate counters, beat up linoleum in a blue and white squares pattern, old porcelain sink, '50's stove vent, pretty trashed ceilings, an awesome new fridge( :p ), and a valance my mom made over the window to the front yard.

If you made it through the setting...
I walk in and it is covered, literally covered, in partially coagulated blood. Hand prints on the window and walls. Puddles and smears across the counters and floors. Dripping down the cupboards and from the ceiling. It's not on my fridge, microwave, valance, or the new lights my dad put in. At first I chocked it up to an hallucination. I spent some three hours trying to clean before it vanished and only ended up damaging my counters. (No worries they are old and damaged any) Throughout my rather manic cleaning (couldn't let my girl see something like that, no matter how it happened) my little dog stayed right by my feet licking any piece of me he could reach and trying to pull me from the room.
Now when I see it, I turn around and leave. I have a neighbor who lived across the street since before this house was initially finished. He's said the only bad things he knows of happening here are that it was the first house to bring the police to the neighborhood due to the owner being a drug dealer ('67) and the baby that was born without a stomach(who is still alive today).

Any thoughts?

One more thing. I had to put a nightlight in the kitchen because when it is pitch black there is a menacing presence.

Oh, yeah, but I still consider my aura to have permeated the space enough to keep out baddies and keep us safe.

Yes you can call me crazy :)


That is frightening! Your a brave woman to stay and clean up. I would have run away.
 
That is frightening! Your a brave woman to stay and clean up. I would have run away.

I react strangely. Most people would have thought "wth" and I just thought "it needs to be clean before my daughter's home". My fight or flight response should have kicked in, but I broke in somewhere in all the concussions. I also have an odd fascination with blood. Real blood, not the fake movie stuff. I'm one of those people who is more likely to collect a dead animal and send it off properly rather than saying ew and walking away.
 
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