A few weeks ago in my dad's house (was his parent's home) my son wanted to go upstairs and do a bit of "ghost hunting". A couple years ago we got a red orb on video in the basement of this house as well as an awesome orb on video out in the back yard of this home.
Anyways, my son and hubby went upstairs and looked around. Few minutes later my son came flying down the stairs stating grandma's rocking chair was moving. Hubby stated when he came down that the seat was warm but he didn't see the chair move. I went up there to see if he was lying, and he wasn't. My dad keeps all upstairs heat vents closed since nobody ever goes up there. And the chair is leather, so the entire chair was cold, EXCEPT the spot where a bottom would be sitting! I couldn't believe it!! The whole chair was cold, as it should've been, except for the seat.
'Bout a half hour later or so, we went back up there, and the seat was the same cold temp as the rest of the chair. Our grandma passed away this year, however, after this, I believe she is still with us.......or someone is.

Other than this, and catching orbs on video and in pics, and a friend and I had seen one together with our naked eye....I've only seen (a few times) shadows moving out of the corner of my eye.
Lastly, when I was a child in grade school, I came home from FL with the folks to find out my best friend had died of a brain aneurysm, she had only been in 8th grade. I cried for nights until one night, I was awake in bed, crying for my friend, and I rolled over to see her laying next to me. She had a cute little freckle face with a big grin as she always had......and while she laid there next to me, her words to me were "It's ok Jeanne, I'm ok". I can still see this as though it had happened yesterday. At that time though, I think it scared me. Now I WISH I could see past loved ones!!! :-) I only see them in my dreams now, which is good enough for me, as I've heard this is the way most reach out.
So that's it for me, that I can remember.
--Jeanne

Wow, where do I begin? I have had paranormal experiences my whole life. Let's go with the most recent, just two weeks ago. I have an antique wall clock in my house that needs to be wound by a key to work. It was passed down to me from my great grandfather. It has no batteries nor electrical power. I used to wind it each week, but it was a pain to keep up with, and it was always a few minutes too fast or too slow. Plus, my friends would complain that it was loud and annoying, so about a year and a half ago I let it wind down. It stopped at 2:43, and it hasn't moved since. It has a very loud, distinct sound; you can even hear the gears moving when it chimes. Two weeks ago, I was taking a bath, and just as the clock in my bathroom hit 11:00 PM, the grandfather clock chimed exactly 11 times. The house was silent. There was no mistaking what I'd heard. I sat there frozen, unsure what to make of it. I have two cats, and they were calm. Normally they react when something isn't right. The house felt peaceful, too. I was alone in the house, all the doors were locked, and my security system was armed, so I knew no human had touched the clock. One of my cats was in the bathroom with me, so I knew he hadn't somehow triggered it. The other cat was elsewhere, but the clock hangs on the wall several feet off the ground and away from any furniture, and you can't make it chime just by bumping it. Thus, there's no way my other cat could have caused it to chime, much less 11 times in a row.

After thinking through all the possible explanations (and finding none), I forced myself to calm down and finish my bath, and then I peeked around the corner to see how my clock has mysteriously reset itself to the correct time and restarted. (The back of the clock hangs on the outside of the bathroom wall, so it was literally around the corner.) Of course, the clock was still motionless, and it still read 2:43. But I know what I heard, and since it was far from my first, or even strangest, paranormal experience, I have no reason to doubt it.

Nothing strange has happened in my house since, and I still have no explanation for what happened that night....
--Lindsey
<mailto:truthseeker1188@yahoo.com>

[[Okay, well it says to add your own post click comment... and i'm not commenmting back to a last post, so sorry? lol]]

My boyfriend has had a few questionable experiences in his house, and it hink it could be some sort of ghostly incubus/succubus thing? [whichever one of those is a woman]. He randomly hears things moving around by his bed when he's sleeping or talking to me late at nght on the phone; and has random dreams of sexual encounters with brown haired blue eyed women, only to wake up with a bite mark or a hickey like bite mark on his neck and/or chest. Now he thinks the spirit may be like, haunting him in a way; this morning he felt a presence with him in the shower. Then a light touch to his upper back traveled down his back to his waistline. I'm thinking succubi/incubi simply because it occurs in his dreams and whenever it happens he seems less energetic; and i'm geting rather flustered b/c i'm becoming territorial over a spirit of sorts; i can't keep her from having her way with him. [Grr]

Basically yea. That's about it... so far. Let's hope she doesn't keep pursuing him; =].
He's been dreaming of her for a while; and feeling her near him for a little bit, but not as long as the dreams.
However, waking up with the markings jsust started this week.

Same here not posting a comment but posting my story.
I have a few but i will start with my very first encounter. Let me start by saying up until about 5 yrs ago i just set this aside as a little kid having an active imagination, that is until me and my cousin started talking about the apartment building. When I was 5 me and my parents lived in a 2 flat. We lived upstairs and my Moms brother his wife and 3 kids lived downstairs. My bedroom was located right by the kitchen and my parents bedroom was located right outside the living room. I would always get scared so i would drag my blanket and pillow and sleep on the couch. One night (till this day i get chills thinking about it)I did what i normally do, I walked my way to the couch and as i was setting up my little sleep space something or someone grabbed my ankles pulled me to the ground and was dragging me under the couch. I was screaming so loud my mom and dad came out of there room to find me on the floor HALF WAY UNDER THE COUCH. There responce was "what are you doing". I really didnt know what to say. Of course i was crying and just hysterical because of what just happened and if i told them they wouldnt have believed me so i just kept it to myself. That was when i was 5. Im 33 yrs old now and about 5 yrs ago i was talking to my cousin (he lived downstairs from us in the apartment)and he asked me the weirdest question. Did I ever see anything in the apartment when we were younger? I just about cried, I dont know if it was out of fear and realizing that what happeded to me when i was 5 was real or that now i finally get to tell someone what had happened. I told him the story and he said at night he would hear someone walking around in there apartment and one night he looked out of his bedroom door and saw a big dark figure walk out there back porch door and up the stairs leading to the apartment that i lived in. Im still kinda wondering in the back of my mind if this really did happen to me. Im leaning towards YES it did only because I have had many encounters and I have to say they all were very unpleasent. I will try and post them all for you to read. I did find out from my aunt that my moms side of the family has always had haunts or whatever you want to call it. Thanks for reading my post
--Angela
<mailto:angelad@celluphone.com>

Hello Again, I have another one of my encounters to post. Although they may seem spread apart in age (my first one being 5yrs old) i know weird and odd things have happened throught my life but im just going to post the ones that really stuck out. I have always known when i wasnt alone somewhere. I would get a very uneasy feeling and just start to feel a panic sensation come over me. Some nights i would feel fine being in the dark in my room and then some nights i would just feel the fear. One night i was about 15yrs old, home alone just watching TV when all the sudden I just had a really bad feeling come over me that something was going to happen. I put the TV on mute and kept hearing someone running up and down the basement stairs. Now to explain how i knew the sound. My brothers room was in the basement and when he would run up the stairs It would make a loud noise because they were old. Well i yelled down the stairs to see if that was him and NO ANSWER then I looked out the window to see if i saw his car and NO CAR. So i continued to watch TV in my room and kept hearing running up and down the basement stairs. All the sudden I had this FEAR actually it was something worse then the feeling of fear come over me. I flew out of bed because i just felt whatever it was was coming up the 2nd floor stairs. Just as i ran to the door to open it it flew open before i could even get to it. Well that was the end of that. I turned on every light in the house and sat outside until my parents got home. I did tell them what happened. My mom believes in that stuff because things happened to her but my dad of course thought we were nuts. Thanks for reading.

--Angela

After several encounters with noises in the house and weird thing happening i finally got a glimps of what was behind it. I remember it was around christmas because i was wrapping presents on my bedroom floor while listening to the radio. Now the way our upstairs was set up is that the bathroom was right at the end of our stairway and my bedroom was right across from the staircase so im able to see anyone that is coming up the stairs. Again i was home alone and out of no were i see "SOMETHING" dart past my door into the bathroom. I turned down my radio and yelled out my brothers name because thats who i thought it was. Well i got no responce, so i decided to get up and check to see why he wasnt answering me. Well it turned out no one was there. I know what i saw and i did see someone or something run past my door. It had the shape of a male, tall about 5'8-6' and medium build. So now since i know it wasnt my brother im assuming it is what has been pestering me this whole time. I know he has a mean streak in him as he shows it more and more as time passes. Not only with me but with my brothers girlfriend, my brother and even the neighboors. My mom gets visited by a more calm playful spirit which i believ is a little kid. She hasnt had encounters with the "Mean One" that i know of. Some how i feel these 2 spirits are connected and i feel that the "Man" was abusive when he was alive and that is why he still remains abusive in his past life and the little kid is his and i think the kid messes mainly with my mom because she doesnt really mind it being there and will actually tell it to cool it when its getting out of hand. The kid spirit would always throw the covers off my moms feet at night or tug on the covers. My mom would just say thats enough now and they would stop. It would also play trick on her with stuff.

One day i got a call at work and whenever my mom would start the sentecne off with "you'll never guess what happened" I know whats coming. LOL. She had the fridge open one morning getting a glass of milk after pouring it she went to put the gallon back in the fridge and without looking she went to grab her cup of milk and as she was going for it it kept moving down the counter. Finally she got fustrated and just said Stop it now and she got her glass of milk.

My mom also collects little bear figurines. Well she has this one bigger one that would play an Elvis song. In order for it to play the song you would have to wind it up. Well this thing was put down in the basement about a year before this occurance happened. I went downstairs to the kitchen to get something to drink and out of no where i hear the bear playing the elvis song from the basement. Lets just say I froze and ran back upstairs to my room without the drink.

I do have a few more stories to post. I need to tell you more about the "mean one" and what he does.
--Angela

hi,i have had the usual stuff happen like the tv turning on cc/closed captioned. my friend was deaf who died in a car crash. also when i ask my grandfather 2 give me a sign i always get one. funny because he was an atheist. /i had a girlfriend who had the exact furniture i had and as i was drving to visit her a car full of nuns side swiped me, stopping me from getting to her house. /what i didn't know is she had been killed in a car accident an hour earlier. I could go on and on. it seems to me most people do not see the real reality of this world.








--zondi
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