Have you ever seen or sensed a presence either not known or unnatural to you?
It had never happened to me until I purchased my current residence 15 years ago. The house is 45 years old and I am its second owner. The first owners both died in the house about 17 - 18 years apart with the wife the first to go.
What I see or sense is the husband. Don't ask me how I know this, I just do. I have no fear of the apparition, and in fact, I'm quite comfortable with him. He does get mischievous from time to time, though.
Anyone else? *********************************************** 06-14-02, 04:58 PM LVLF This will be my second attempt to reply as the first time I tried, I got thru the whole process and as I hit the post now button, I was disconnected from the internet, msn ya know. Anywhooo. Years ago my brother and his then wife rented a very old , small house that had originated as a chicken coop- Really. It was L shaped and like I said, tiny. There was a room at one end of the building that you had to walk up a couple of steps to reach. I asked him what they used it for and he said 'see for yourself'. So,I walked the couple of steps reached for the door knob and that's as far as I got. I got the most horrible feeling of dread, cold, evil, you name it. It terrified me. When my brother saw my reaction he said that that is why they never used it- they got the same feeling. I don't know what happened there, or when, but it was bad. Very bad.
06-14-02, 06:19 PM Grew up in a house with a "feeling" in one corner of the basement - not frightening, but in some way too intense for my earliest years (avoided that corner even if it meant walking around the long way.) Just about everyone who ever visited experienced sensations, but by that time I no longer feared what had proven to me to be a presence, non-threatening. It did unnerve people for the summer a drum set was kept down there - it would play until you stepped off the turn on the landing going into the basement - then it would stop, the sticks and brushes resting, crossed on the drumhead. It also took away a very strange toy I always kept on the window sill - returned exactly ten years later. Though I no longer had a use for a child's toy, I appreciated the fairness of the return.
Lived there from age 3 to 20 and it was just something we accepted and it was mostly respectful and quiet.
Yet I don't believe in ghosts, as such - just can't explain the various events at the house.
06-14-02, 11:00 PM tsaeb For a time I felt like finger pokings on my face and arms but that stopped. It was creepy and happened in different places. I think that it was some angels.
06-15-02, 04:31 PM I got chills just reading these posts, and yes I have had strange feelings before but just dismissed them as being nothing.I heard somewhere that when you think about a person living or dead, you are thinking about them because they are willing you to or because they are thinking about you,,,creepy. I think the same thing happens when ghost or spirit is near.It is their way of letting you know they are there. Haven't you ever wondered why you are suddenly thinking about someone or something you haven't thought about in years?????????? Just talking about this is making me look around the room ....... eek
06-16-02, 12:10 AM tsaeb I noticed that there is an icon--the red-faced devil--on one of my questions, and I did not put it there. Aoooul! eek
06-16-02, 11:31 PM lokiboy my best freind back in MO. live on what was part of the lexington battle feild ( cilval war ) and he has what we have come to call "hose guest" they have never cused a problem exept for one named "jenny" she tinds to get his daughter in a little bit of trouble form time to time all though it is never any thing major
06-23-02, 04:47 PM Usako yep i get that alot...
07-01-02, 04:36 PM Oceangurl My brother died in November 2000. He was hospitalized for 10 days before his death. My mom and I spent every day with him at the hospital, and were there with him the night he died.
During the 10 days of my brother's hospitalization, as is very common, his breath started to smell horrible the more sick he became. It was a very distinctive odor unlike anything I ever smelled before. Of course, we said nothing about it, but we were very cognizant of the foul odor.
The night he died, mom and I were driving home from the hospital. We actually left the hospital about 2 hours after he was pronounced dead. As we drove home in my brand new car which still smelled like "new car" we were both overcome suddenly by the distinctive smell of my brother's breath. It happened all of a sudden, and stayed with us until we got home.
The next morning, I drove to the airport to pick up my sister and other brother -- there was no smell -- just the regular "new car" scent. Three days later, mom, my siblings and I were all driving out to dinner after his memorial service. Suddenly, the bad breath smell was back in the car, but only for a few moments. Mom and I recognized the odor at the same time, but my brother and sister didn't mention smelling anything. The smell suddenly disappeared.
I've never smelled that odor again since, but if I do, I will recognize it immediately. Mom and I truly believe that John was with us in some sense on the drive home from the hospital, and again briefly with the family when we all together one last time.
I have no idea why the "bad breath" is the sign we received, maybe it had something to do with his quirky sense of humor. Anyway, I'll remember these moments vividly throughout my life. I believe he was with us in our darkest moment, and again when we were all together as a family.
Call it grief, imagination or whatever, but my heart tells me that he was with us -- especially that horrible night that he died.
07-01-02, 07:26 PM Matiqua This is creepy! A few nights ago I was sleepy and for some reason started thinking about my uncle, he commited suicide 2 years ago. Suddenly I felt a presence, it was in my heart, a warm feeling, a feeling of safety, of love, I think it was my uncle. I was fairly sleepy and (it was probably my imagination) I thought I saw a black shape in a dark corner. I thought at the time that it was a ghoul, or perhaps the dark one. I silently thought to it 'go away, leave me' and the presence in my heart was suddenly gone. I tried to think my feelings to it but don't know if I got through.
08-13-02, 09:04 PM wwGINCHww I grew up in a house in Montreal. One day, at around age seven, I was sitting on the floor in my room colouring. My mother was in the kitchen at the time. I heard my mother's calm voice say, "Oh no, not again." There was no alarm in her voice ... but at the same moment I looked toward the doorway of my room and saw what appeared to be a shadow of a man walking slowly towards the kitchen. He was tall and thin and wore a hat. I thought it was strange but, because of my mother's nonchalant 'oh no, not again', I did not consider the event frightening. On another occasion, I awoke from sleep in the middle of the night and saw what appeared to be a rectangular illumination on the wall, about 8 inches high by 14 inches wide. There was no light, either from inside the house or from outside that would have cast that light on the wall, so I got out of bed and waved my hand back and forth over it. There was NO resulting shadow! I was frightened and ran to my parents' room for comfort.
A number of years later, after we had moved from that house, one of my brothers and I were reading an article by Hans Holzer (a ghost expert), wherein he stated that ghosts will sometimes appear as rectangular illuminations. Fascinated by this, my brother and I approached my mother as she peeled carrots in the kitchen. We showed her the article ... we asked her if she ever saw the illumination ... then I told her about the "grey man". She turned white! "I never knew that any of my children ever saw him," she said. "Did YOU see him?" I sprung on her. "All the time, Dear," she said. "All the time ... he used to sit at the kitchen table for hours and watch me work."
I haven't pursued this further. I've passed the house a number of times during my travels to Montreal and often wondered if the "grey man" still lives in that house on Saint Urbain Street. I'm reluctant to broach the subject to the current occupants for fear that they would be frightened or spooked out. But I am curious ... very curious indeed.
10-16-02, 02:12 PM lisa-ann Honestly I'm psychically-dense. There could be a ghost right in front of my face going eek and waving it's arms and I'd be firmly grounded in this realm. So, when something is out to get my attention, it really has to exert some effort. For example, what feels like eons ago I was in my mom's and my sister was a toddler - she had just walked away from our living room coffee table when a HUGE handpainted light up picture slid two feet up the wall, "gravitated" for lack of a better word, about 5 feet from the wall (in the upright position nonetheless) and turned face down and landed with a whomp! on the table. That is one exapmple of our "visitors" around here.
My best friend though, Good Gracious is she sensitive. She gets the bumps, the hair stand ups, the chills. She's cool like that. Obviously she has more experiences than I do, I guess I'm just too much work to be bothered with! 10-16-02, 02:20 PM Lydia having grown up in a house with a ghost, I see nothing scary or shocking about it. I guess I always figured that everyone had one living with them! wink
11-06-02, 12:48 PM Elexina Unnerving experience: out late one night and driving through a patch of "fog." Not fog.
11-20-02, 07:36 AM vshelton2 My mother died years before my youngest daughter was born. When I would be over at my dad's and my daughter would get sleepy, I would put her down for a nap in my mother's old bed. My daughter was not the type of child that woke up and talked to herself. She woke up screaming for someone to come and pick her up but whenever we put her down for a nap in this room, she never screamed when she woke up. she would lay there looking up in the air laughing and cooing. My family and I always felt like my mother was in there talking to her and keeping her entertained. My oldest son always said that their grandmother was her guardian angel and that she was visiting her.
12-03-02, 04:10 PM AndrBarron I once thought I saw a something. It scared me so much, that I jumped and fell down the stairs... and my shoes fell off. It was my brother's shadow from a candle burning in the hallway.
03-13-03, 03:02 PM bobbydazzler My cottage here in Northern England goes back to 1608. To say some interesting things happen would be an understatement indeed.
My previous residence, just a few miles away, was also very old....and also very haunted.
Ghosts do exist. Without a shadow of doubt.
03-14-03, 02:27 AM Jenny Roberts At the school where I work, the staffroom is at the end of a long corridor. On a regular basis a sharp knock can be heard on the door, and when we open it there is no-one there. There is nowhere for anyone to hide and it has happened when other staff have been on the corridor but they have seen no-one knocking at the door. Various people have heard it so it is not just in the mind.The caretaker has also sensed the presence of 'someone being there' when he is on his own in the building. Funnily enough, although un-nerving no-one is actually afraid of this 'thing'. Whatever it is, it seems to be friendly.
03-14-03, 02:59 AM Ritzmar Well, Jenny, when you say this I believe it without a shadow of a doubt. I am going to try to find an earlier posting about these phonomena from another thread and if I can I will re-post it in full...here goes... Wink
03-14-03, 05:14 AM Kalena I have experienced this in many ways and many times. The most vivid would be when i set my lighter on the coffee table in my living room. I looked away for about five seconds and then when i looked back, it was gone. I have searched all over my house for that lighter and have never found it. Good thing i had a spare Wink I have also felt strange presences in my house and in my bedroom particularily. I've gotten used to it, and it no longer bothers me. Although, when i see people out of the corner of my eye when i'm the only one home and when i look it's gone, it does sorta freak me out.
04-13-03, 03:09 PM mattlynda Visitors? my great grnadmother had a ghost that she hated. it would re-arrange her tea cups. now being a prim and porpper tea drinking english lady, this ticked her off to no end. Big Grin she would put them back the way she wanted, and in the morning she would find them out of place.
in my moms house, the upstairs far right room is cold. very cold. theres insulation and the heating vent is working properly, but its still cold. when i was using that room as my bed room, i used to baby sit for a friend. her son would NOT come into that room. same with the cats. they would follow you anywhere, but if you went into that room, they would stop at the door and wait for you to come out. a few weeks ago mom was sleeping there(they were in the process of moving and were using that room for a couple of nights), she woke up and was frozen. she couldnt feel her face it was so cold. her fingers and toes hurt from the cold. it lasted about 5 minutes, and was gone. the night before and the night after she was fine. we have never sensed anything in the rest of the house, just that room.
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