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Grandfather?
Submitted by: Jayleen - Gilgandra, NSW Australia (Added
20/08/03)
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All
of my family have seen and heard weird things in the
house I live in. It is the oldest house in the town,
none of my friends used to like coming to stay with
me because the house used to scare them.
Anyway,
my brother, Anita (a girl that was living with my family)
and I were sitting up really late one night. We weren't
talking about "spooky" things in particular.
But we were talking about the paranormal and stuff.
My
brother and I were telling Anita (the girl that lived
with us) about how our grandfather that had died in
1996. I remember saying, "He could be in this room
with us. He could be listening to us talk about him".
Anita started getting scared, we just laughed and started
talking about other stuff. Then, I looked at the lamp
beside my bed and said, "Wouldn't it be funny if
the light just turned off by itself?"
Right
at that moment, there was a loud "Pop", and
the light blew. My brother and Anita thought I was trying
to scare them, but I seriously didn't go anywhere near
the lamp. I looked at my door, which is at the end of
my bed, and noticed that the full moon was casting light
through my bedroom window onto the door. My brother
and Anita closed their eyes and were yelling at me to
make it stop.
I
thought nothing of it, but then I noticed that the light
that was cast on my door was swirling. It kind of looked
like the curtain was blowing in the wind. I looked behind
me, and my bedroom window was shut. I didn't want to
say anything to the other two because they were scared
enough as it was.
I
had my horse's bridle hanging on the doorhandle of my
bedroom door. And as I watched, a clear and distinct
hand came out from the side and was grabbing my bridle
although no one was in that area of the room. It was
reaching out, grabbing my bridle, and then retreating.....it
did this about 5 or 6 times. At first I didn't say anything
because I thought it was just my eyes playing tricks
on me. So without telling him what I could see, I told
my brother to look at the door and tell me what was
there. I just needed confirmation about what I was seeing,
so when I retold the story, I had full backup.
He wouldn't open his eyes at first, but when he did,
he yelled, "I can see a hand. It's coming from
the lefthand side of your door, and it's grabbing your
bridle!" No sooner had he said that, the hand retreated
and disappeared. I thanked him for confirming what I
was seeing, and got out of bed and turned the main bedroom
light on - the switch was beside my door.
My
brother and Anita got really scared and asked me how
I could've just calmly gotten out of bed, and walked
to the same spot that we were seeing the hand. I couldn't
answer them. I don't know why I wasn't afraid. The whole
time it was happening, I had a total calmness within
me....maybe it truly was my grandfather letting me know
that he was okay....
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UPDATE! (Added
28/12/2003)
Just to update my "Grandfather?" submission. This actually
happened to me 2 nights ago.
I was on my computer chatting to my best friend Zoe,
and I was saying how tired I was. I closed all the windows
down, because it makes a ringing noise when someone
talks to you. I put my arms on my desk and rested my
head on the table. The ringing noise would wake me if
I fell asleep.
I wasn't asleep, but I was inbetween unconsciousness
and being awake. I knew this for a fact because I kept
opening my eyes to check the computer screen. Then all
of a sudden, I heard a clear voice speak to me as if
it were right beside me. It was my Grandfather's voice,
and he said to me, "Don't worry Jayleen, It'll be alright."
I immediately sat up and opened my eyes. I was wide
awake. I'm sure that it was my Grandfather and not a
dream because I had not been thinking about him at all.
I opened up Zoe's window again and told her about what
had just happened. She was as scared as I was....It
really shook me up....
This happens to me all the time. I often hear clear
and distinct voices when I'm about to fall asleep. Another
time, I was at my computer again, and I did practically
the same as I just said. Closed all the windows down,
and rested my head on the desk. Then behind me, I heard
a man whispering in my ear. I couldn't determine what
he was saying, but it was as clear as if he were standing
behind me. I dont know who the man was, I didn't recognise
the voice at all.
Then another occasion. I was trying to get to sleep.
And I was deliberately seeing how scared I could make
myself in the dark. I don't know why, I was just testing
myself I guess. And I really did get freaked out. I
was scared to close my eyes, scared to open them....I
was really scared. And then I must've drifted off at
one point. I had my eyes closed, and as clear as a bell
I heard a distinct voice say, "BOO!!"
It sounded like whoever said it was about 2 centimeters
away from my face. I woke up with a jolt, and couldn't
sleep for hours. I literally felt the breath sweep across
my face when I heard it.
I've talked with people about this, and I've been told
that it's a psychic ability that's been given to me.
The dead can't talk like normal human beings, and the
easiest way for them to talk to you is through your
unconsciousness.
I wonder what I'm so worried about? I wonder why my
Grandfather would come and tell me not to worry about
something. Maybe something is going to happen to me
soon and he wanted to warn me before hand....I suppose
only time will tell....
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First
time ghosthunter...
Submitted by: Kyinl - Australia (Added 21/09/03)
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I
was hyped about the many experiences of my friends who
have come across a ghost, wanting to find one for myself,
i took a couple of friends, a digital camera, and a
whole lot of courage.
The first room was underneath the stairs,
no encounters under there.
The second room was the pool room,
we made a video in there and there was a face outside.
The third room was my tv room in which
i took a pic of my friend and theres a blue shape standing
right next to him. |
The fourth room was my fireplace area,
no encounter.
The fifth room was the cellar..... This
was horrfying, walking through it, we arrived at the end,
took a couple of pics and leaving, we heard something
and took a pic, later, after looking at it, there is a
white face in the corner.
The last room was outside, no ghostly
encounter.
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Abductee
Submitted by: Paul Schroeder, NYC USA (Added 21/09/03)
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As
an abductee for my whole life I have stumbled through
unknowingness to suspicion to resistance and offer rare
insights and advice to detect and thwart alien soul
and body tampering Degrees & Certifications: published
widely and recognized as an eloquent note in the chorus
of barbaric yawps concerning experts who've never seen
or confronted these myriad entities, personally for
45 years.
At night, your astral body travels to realms from angelic
to demonic, a spirit world of myriad vibration levels
and the pictures you see on the backs of your eyelids,
while you R.E.M., are not dreams but visits, souvenirs
of a greater reality. Like a goldfish who never suspects
a greater world beyond the ponds surface, the limited
awareness of humankind floats beneath the surface of
a greater reality; groping, mouth agape in total ignorance.
Aliens have failed to hybridize, and now invade astrally
to abduct, monitor, and possess; to entangle their energies
with ours to ride the reincarnation roller coaster of
our auras giving a new meaning to a silent invasion;
these are my experiences. I am a fifty year old happily
married father of two extraordinary teens. I am one
who writes, landscapes, crafts his own ales, hunts mushrooms,
breeds native giant silk moths, and teaches. |
My wife and I have been friends and lovers for over
twenty years, and she supports my hobbies and writing
with a skeptical and cautious approach which has helped
to keep me centered. I have seen different subspecies
of alien entities since I was a young child living on
Shore Road in Brooklyn until my later years as a resident
of Long Island, and I am convinced that many others
have also struggled to assess and grasp similar indigestible
experiences which challenge everything we've ever been
taught.
Abductions and their remnant elusive memories have opened
all this for me; a confirmed atheist until I saw aliens
float me out of my body, in my bed, at night. Then I
knew they were interested in an essence I never suspected
I had: a soul.
Read more about Pauls experiences on his website at:
http://iwasabducted.com/schroeder/
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Near
Death Experience (NDE) - Deannas' Story
Submitted by: DMC, Australia (Added 21/09/03)
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I
went into hospital for Emergency Surgery. I had very
bad cramps & pain in my abdomen. The Doctor - my
GP, was unsure if it was my Apendix or something to
do with my reproductive system. I was in much pain for
about 12 hours, I was unable to sleep or stand &
walk upright so in the end so my GP sent me to the Hospital.
Doctors there were still unsure what the problem was
but agreed that I must undergo surgery ASAP.
This was my first time in hospital as a patient &
I was laughing the whole time prior to the OP, I think
it was just nerves.
My Mother was there so was my ex-Fiance. So I went in
for surgery - they decided on laproscopic (key-hole)
surgery, normal drill of being put under anaesthesia
and all went black.
.. next thing I am aware of is someones voice saying
loudly " Cardiac arrest imminent!" (I don't
use this word - imminent - it's just not a
word common in my vocabulary).
the next thing I am aware of is.. I am not in my body
anymore. I cant explain this any clearer than this..
I was just "hovering" in and out of rooms
in the hospital (I think).
In one room I was hovering over someone having an operation,
directly above the bed, I saw a scalpel pierce the skin,
saw flesh being cut & blood oozing out. I was not
scared, I was not sad, I was not happy (all of this
VERY unusual for me as normally I am a very moody person
& am shocked at the sight of blood - put it this
way, when they first put the drip on me in hospital
& I got up to pee - walking with that trolley with
the drip on it - sat down on the toilet & the blood
somehow went back up into the tube & I almost fainted
upon seeing this - had to be brought back to the bed
in a wheelchair by a nurse - my Fiance had a fit "What
happened to you Babe?, so did I - but I had another
fit of laughter!) Anyway ...as I said I was not affected
by what I saw - I was very "accepting" &
strangely "calm".
At first I seemed to be somewhere near the ceiling,
then all of a sudden I was inches away from this (what
seemed to be) an operation.
Next thing I was aware of was I was suddenly in another
"room" , hovering above another bed where
a woman was giving birth, I could hear her screaming/pushing/heaving,
I was directly above (inches away) from the babys head
crowning & then being born, it was almost as if
I could actually "feel" the baby draw it's
1st breath.
I remember thinking to myself (very calmly) "Oh..
there is such a fine line between birth-life & dying-death".
I can't say I was emotional about this, I just accepted
what was happening to me & what I was seeing without
question... AGAIN - unlike me.
I don't know time-frames or for how long I was hovering
in & out of rooms but after this I seemed to "travel"
fast, a long distance, it was dark - perhaps a tunnel.
At the end of the tunnel was light, a light so bright,
and before me were silhouettes of people/beings/souls
(it seemed there were heads and shoulders but I could
not see faces or anything below) - Oh I cant tell you
how many, they fanned out endlessly infront of me, there
was one at the front (at the head/tip/front) and behind
this one - zillions more in a sort of neverending triange/pyramid
into infinity with the light shining bright behind them.
Again I was not scared, nor happy, nor sad. I felt at
peace & accepting of what was happening to me. I
questioned nothing.
My mother fell pregnant with me to a German man living
in Australia. She was only a few months pregnant when
my Father was killed by a car in a hit & run accident
whilst he was crossing the street - this happened before
my Mothers eyes. I never did meet my Father.
The reason I tell you this is because at the head of
the triangle of silhouettes was my Father. I did not
see a face, he did not speak to me, but immediately
upon being there I just KNEW it was him.
I stayed here for a time with these "souls"
in the light, it was like I belonged, it was like we
were ALL ONE. At peace. Then it was like I was taken
to one side (not led or anything, not told or moved
- it just happened). I was still there in this place
but at one side with this "soul of my Father"
and it was not like he or for that matter "they"
spoke to me but there were still words (that does not
make sense I know) but it was like telepathy or something
- the words were "Deanna, it is not your time yet,
you must go back"
This I just accepted..
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...The
next thing I remember is hearing the doctors telling
jokes in the OP theatre & them laughing and me coming
around - still with my eyes closed, then next being
wheeled out & the nurse lighly touching my face
saying "Deanna, wake up, wake up" I woke up
& opened my eyes and the first thing I asked him
was "Can I still have children?" He laughed
and said "Of course, you had an ovarian cyst removed,
it was quite large, but everything else in there checked
out just fine & you can have children don't worry".
With that I was wheeled out to the recovery room &
lined up in a row with others who had just had their
ops. This is where & when I started to FREAK OUT
in a major way. Everything I had just experienced came
back to me in flashes everytime I closed my eyes, I
was screaming inside. I felt paralysed, I was trying
to get the watch nurses' attention, when I did she coldly
told me "You are to wait here under observation
for one hour".
I said, "But you don't understand what has just
happened to me, I need to talk to you (I grabbed her
arm), or talk to someone, please I am afraid!"
She said "Look I don't have the time for this,
there are others here I must attend to. You will have
to wait here one hour!".
She peeled my fingers off her arm & walked away.
I was near hysterical, I could not keep my eyes open,
but every time they closed I saw flashes of blood, scalpels
cutting flesh, I came to the realisation I had just
died.. I was jumping out of my skin in fear.
Everyime this happened - I tensed, I jumped, I was in
pain because of the operation & I thought I would
"die" again.
After about 10 minutes I think I composed myself (I
had no choice) & concentrated on keeping my eyes
open, there was a clock directly infront of me &
I swear I watched the second hand go around 50 times
then when my time was up I screamed at the nurse to
have me taken back to my bed. Two male nurses came to
wheel me back to my bed, along with my Fiance who later
told me that I screamed abuse at the watch nurse as
they were wheeling me out. Apparently I called here
every foul name under the sun & the male nurses
where hysterically laughing at me during my "performance".
It did not end there though, I got back to my bed. I
was put in a shared ward (I had Private Health Cover
which entitled me to a Private Room - but as luck would
have it - none were available that night!).
I was freaking out still, my Fiance was there I was
trying to explain to him what had happened in dribs
& drabs - but it was all coming out wrong, mixed-up.
He was saying "Deanna, it's the drugs OK".
But I was saying "NO NO it's not, something happened".
I would not let him leave me, I kept him there by my
side from 11pm until 2am when the duty nurse finally
kicked him out. I never slept, I stayed awake until
the sun came up 4 hours later because every time I closed
my eyes I had flashbacks & truly thought I would
die if I slept. I finally fell asleep exhausted sometime
after daylight & had "dreams/nightmares/visions
of the whole thing over & over & over again!
I have never dreamed of it since though.
After I returned home when I was recovering from the
operation I spoke to 2 people about my experience. My
Fiance - who poo pooed it! - and a close girlfriend
of mine who worked in the Med. Industry.
She said "D, it happens all the time, the stories
I could tell you about how many people die on the Operating
table & are revived - usually due to too much anaesthetic
.. etc etc".
It took a long time for me to talk to my Mother about
it for obvious reasons.
I have since bought quite a few books on the subject
& my experience is fairly typical of NDE's. I have
told a few people about it over the years (it's been
about 5 years since it happened) but this is the first
time I have documented it.
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The
Haunted Room
Submitted by: Lindy, New Zealand (Added 21/09/03)
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Well,
my experiance happend a few years ago at my dads house.
I was sleeping in the back room one night where my mother
has had several ghostly experiances.
Anyway i woke from having a nightmare and the room was
very cold (it was the middle of summer). I had this
overwhelming feeling of something in the room with me.
I turned on my tv as that always calms me down when
i am terrified. Still scared i tried to go back to sleep
as i was not well and extremely tired. i had this cold
chill and was starting to sweat all over i was too scared
to sleep.
i pulled the covers over my head and beside me leaning
on the floor by my head was a little girl, what she
said freaked me out, she whispered.......... "It's
not in your head its in this room.".
I jumped out of bed and turned on the light. i looked
up at my tv and it had been turned off. Now maybe i
bumped the remote even though it was on my night stand
beside my bed, that im not sure of. I ran out of the
room into my brothers room i was so scared that i slept
with him for the rest of the night. |
The next morning my brother went into my room as i told
him what had happend the night before and he came out
of my room saying that it was like a fridge in there.
I went into the room and made him come with me and i
knew there was something still in the room. I didnt
sleep in my room for about a week after that but i soon
got over it.
I could tell you a lot more that happend in that room
but i will leave it for someother time.
Thanks for reading.
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It
began with a knock on the door...
Submitted by: Elizabeth May, Melbourne (Added 21/09/03)
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Hey
there,
I have never, ever believed in such nonsense
as ghosts or psychic experiences, but this summer
has changed all that.
It was a ripe Sunday evening and I was taking a nap.
I awoke to someone knocking at the door and when I
finally got to it there was no one there.
I
just supposed it was some children amusing themselves
with a game of Ding-Dong-Ditch. I thought nothing
of it and went to my room to get a book to curl up
and read a bit.
But as soon as I approached my bed I heard an enormous
THUMP directly above my head. I told myself there
must be a rodent caught up in the attic and so I went
to investigate.
I have a closet that has a small door that leads to
the attic. Once I opened the closet I heard a horrible,
terrifying scream from the attic. I ran down the stairs
at lightning speed and raced to my neighbors' house.
I rang the door bell and got my best friend Emeril
to come with me.
I told him about what I heard and he said I was just
getting delusional from reading about other peoples'
experiences with paranormal activity. Anyway he came
just to show me there was nothing to be afraid of.
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So he came over, opened the attic door and there it
was again. Another horrifying whail. Emeril told me
he was sorry he ever doubted me but still decided to
keep climbing into the attic. As we were climbing up
into the attic we were hearing loud whimpering but as
soon as he stuck his head into the attic the whimpering
abruptly stopped. Emeril quickly brought his head down
and told me there was a pale something in the corner.
But in mid sentence we heard another blood-curdling
scream.
Then all of a sudden through the small rectangular hole
in the ceiling, a face, a pale, angry face with gleaming
yellow eyes, popped up and yelled at us to get out,
get out of his home.
After this experience I left Austrailia and went to
Washington and this was the first I have ever told anyone
of this and maybe the last, this has brought back to
many memories.
Thank you.
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The
Apartment Downstairs.
Submitted by: TheTruthIsUpYours, Washington USA (Added
21/09/03)
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I now live in Seattle, Washington (jolly beautiful place)
and my parents and I just recently moved from Melbourne.
My new friends invited me to one of their places and
we were going to do a seance but chickened out before
we could.
My friend, Jolies' parents owned a small apartment on
the bottom of the building (underground, under the lobby).
It was lots of fun; we had the tunes cranked, Jolies'
parents were staying with some of their friends in another
room, and tons of food. But soon it was pretty late
and so we all decided to finally go to sleep.
Then we heard it. We all heard a loud pounding underneath
us like someone was banging on the ceiling. We all started
giggling and I made a move towards the stereo to turn
it off but I noticed Jolie's eyes were wide open and
she wasn't giggling or making any movements at all.
I asked her, "What's wrong? Are the people your
parents staying with under us?!".
She just smirked asnd said, "I wish. There is nothing
underneath this room. No apartments, storage, or anything."
All the other girls abruptly stopped laughing. We all
sat in a circle waiting for more sounds but to no avail,
so then we all told ghost stories till all of us one
by one fell asleep.
I woke up about 3ish to pouring rain (no! not in Seattle!).
Then I heard an older man screaaming and yelling curses.........
underneath the apartment. |
I didnt want to lay on the ground anymore so I sat on
a stool just staring at the ground. After what seemed
to be forever, I went back on the ground and slept for
5 minutes till I heard a man muttering angrily, in the
bathroom, inside the apartment.
Tears started to run down my cheeks even though I felt
like yelling. I woke up Jolie and before you know it,
she and I started to creep towards her bathroom.
We made it to the doorway and peered inside. There was
someone laying in the tub.
The bathroom was colder than ice and Jolie was ready
to call the cops. I was stunned when Jolie started to
speak to the man. As soon as she uttered "Excuse-"
the man looked at us with his dark sunken eyes. He then
showed us the look of mixed fear and extreme anger and
faded away.
Jolie and I returned to our sleeping bags fell asleep
and never told anyone again. Until now.
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My
Friend May
Submitted by: Fleur Sorenson, Alabama (Added 21/09/03)
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| My
friend May, died 4 1/2 years ago and I have felt her
presence even after that date.
May loved this one song and always would play it. I
dont remember who it was but the the name of the song
was "Killing me softly".
One nice, friday morning I was watching tv and all of
a sudden a scent that I haden't smelt for a long time
wafted into the room. Then my alarm clock went off at
exactly 8:21am and the song plaging on the radio was
"Killing me Softly". At that time I realized
that was Mays perfume that was filling my lungs. I was
both scared and joyful that my May was with me. |
The next day I went to my friend at the police station
and asked for May's records.
It said that she died in Sister Josephines' hospital
on Friday, the 17th of July at 8:21 in the morning.
The date when I felt Mays' presence was the 17th of
July, yesterday.
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Dark
Silouette
Submitted by: Rosco, Callala Bay, NSW, Australia (Added
21/09/03)
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My experience happened to me about 6 or 7 years ago.
I was going off to sleep and i turned to my side and
i felt my sheets being pulled at i was just ignoring
it then i turned over to see what the thing was and
i just saw what it looked like my sister but like a
dark silouwet and just standing at my doorway i just
got freaked out and tred to go back to sleep.
Ever since ive been scared of the dark.
I have another story aswell. My house like late at night
just wont stop making cracking noises and nocking noises
ive just come to ignore it now but i dont know what
it is but i would really want to. |
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Spirit
of St. Spryidon?
Submitted by: hurramunga, Sydney, Australia (Added 21/09/03)
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| My
mother-on-law recently came back from a visit to Greece.
She said she was visiting a church over there where
the body of St. Spryidon is buried.
Every day the priest performs a prayer service and its
believed that the spirit of St. Spryidon moves amongs
the patrons of the church.
Cameras and video cameras are not allowed in the church,
but my mother-in-law ingnored that warning and decided
to film part of the prayer service.
As soon as she starts filming an obvious mist of shadow
moves past the camera, and she said she remembered seeing
it go past the camera and looking up crankily to see
absolutely no one in front of her. She said she freaked
out and quickly stopped taping and left the church quick
smart.
I asked her to put the video tape on just the other
day, I was extremely curious. When the shadow came on
screen we paused it, and well, what can I say! There,
on the tape was a form of a mans face with a beard!
but not a solid form, like a living human but a form
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My mother-in-law quickly ran into her room and grabbed
a picture of St. Spryidon and I guarantee you it looked
exactly like the shadowy figure paused on the tv screen.
The whole family stood there just staring at the TV,
even my skeptical husband stood there and confirmed
that it did look like St. Spyridon.
Unfortunately we didnt have a camera with film in it
to photograph the tv screen. We let the tape continue,
and tried to capture the face again, and although not
perfect, im sure we can get the face to appear again.
I hope to get a photo of it soon and post it on this
site.
(that is if it will come up on the camera)
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