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When I was little, about two or three, and we moved out of the city, my parents and I moved to a plot of land that my grandparents (farmers) owned.

The only way this will make sense is if I describe what the place looked like. We were right beside the main highway. Our backyard was huge. Surrounded by trees, so to a small child, it was like an entire kingdom. When you drive in down the road to our house, there are two paths. One splits off to a shop that my grandpa kept his tractors in. The shop also had a little office in it. During the winter we kept my dog and our two cats in the shop and office. To the left of the shop was a large empty field. Sometimes it had grain growing from it. The other path went up a small hill and that led to my house. On both sides of the house, there were trees. One side had an old truck that hadn't started in years. Remember that truck. Behind the house was just an empty area of grass, a few old and falling down buildings, and some more patches of trees. There are more details, but for now, that's really all you need to know.

During the first year, I kept finding little arrowheads. A few times I found grinding stones. I'm pretty confident that our house was built on top a First Nations village, or something related to that. I never really looked into it. Around that time I started having dreams. Those dreams lasted for a few years. They weren't every night, but they were the exact same every time.

I always dreamed of a small village with first nations all over. At first, it was fine. Everybody was happy. Then, I blinked and everything was on fire. People were screaming, children were crying, and one man in what looked like a western outfit was walking straight through the middle. I couldn't make out a face, it seemed like he was a living shadow. He'd walk up to me, and right when he was about to say something I'd wake up. Keep in mind I was pretty little when this was happening, so I didn't understand what was going on. Mom didn't know either when I told her about it. She saged the place and moved on. It didn't affect anything.

Once, I was playing outside with my dog when I saw a man standing in the field by the shop. The same man from my dreams. I've never gone into the fields since I saw him. He just seemed to radiate pure evil. I've seen small children walk through the trees, the old truck that hasn't started in years turned on when I walked by it once. I had an imaginary friend once who resembled a middle aged woman in a light yellow dress. I found out years later that my imaginary friend looked exactly like my dad's mum.

Those were pretty small compared to one night. I was about 7, maybe 8. It was around 10 and I was just falling asleep. Then, it almost seemed like a heavy weight was set on my body. Breathing was difficult, I couldn't move, and my room seemed incredibly dark, even though the hallway lights were on. One corner was pitch black. The hallway lights should have illuminated it, but it didn't. Then I heard a voice. Dark, menacing, and kept repeating get out. I was crying, kept trying to say "but I live here, this is my room" but I couldn't. I don't remember how it ended. I probably fell asleep. I told mom, and she didn't say much. I found out years after she had the place blessed. I haven't heard the voice since. Please note I don't have any sleeping problems. I did have an active imagination, but I don't think even my small mind would imagine that.

There are tons more experiences, and I'll publish those at a later date. Some I don't know if are true. I really don't know what to make of a lot of this. Any ideas would be incredibly appreciated.

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NightlyEclipse (2 stories) (6 posts)
 
3 days ago (2017-10-17)
[at] Jubeele Unfortunately I donated the few remaining arrowheads I hadn't lost during the move to the local museum. I do work there during the summer, and I occasionally pop by. I'll snap a picture next time I'm there. As for family history, I asked around and while I didn't find anything about a burning village, I did find out some more interesting news.

My grandparents sometimes have conjoining dreams but at different times. If that makes sense. My grandpa will dream that he's standing on top of a hill, part of a chunk of land that they own, and he's watching two armies charging at each other and fighting. My grandma dreams the same thing, except she sees the aftermath of the battle. Bodies, smoke, whatever happens after a battle. They always have them on the same night as well. I found this quite interesting.

The records I could find in our ungodly amount of family history (I spent a solid two days going through all the albums, books, and news clippings. That's a lot of coffee and reading) didn't list a lot of information about First Nations. I did find a few tidbits about how there was a group of First Nations in our general area, and there was also a meeting area where everybody could hunt peacefully a few hours from my old house. Most of the information of First Nations was lost after a lot of local families came from overseas. My best guess is that you're right. I was seeing the past, and there was a mass murder. It's interesting to think about, but pretty scary when the past comes to you.
Jubeele (3 stories) (125 posts)
 
4 days ago (2017-10-16)
NightlyEclipse, when I read your account, I got the impression that you could be "seeing" the past. It may be that the arrowheads and grinding stones carried residual memories of what happened long ago. Do you still have them and can you send a photo? I'm curious to see what they look like.

Have you also looked into the history of your grandparents' property? See if there was any event that happened in the area. It would be interesting to find out.

Thanks for sharing your experience.
NightlyEclipse (2 stories) (6 posts)
 
5 days ago (2017-10-15)
[at] Aisyah1987 The house was blessed, and I've never messed with anything supernatural like Ouija boards (although I now have one sitting in my closet as my friend freaked when it appeared on her doorstep again and refused to take it. I relieved her of that problem and will have to find a safe way to get rid of it.)

[at] Aaru275 I haven't had that exact same nightmare, but for the past two or three years since we've moved I'll occasionally dream of the burning village, but it isn't on fire anymore. It's the aftermath. No dead bodies, no people in general. Just everything burnt and ash flying like snow. Haven't had it for a few months, so I'm probably due for another one sooner or later. As for the man, ever since I moved I haven't seen him but I have seen shadows walking down the street in midday, and that general dark feeling occasionally. Don't know if it's the same man, most likely something else but it wouldn't really surprise me.
Aaru275 (3 stories) (49 posts)
 
6 days ago (2017-10-14)
I am glad you and your family are okay. I want to know two things: Do you still have those nightmares and have you ever seen that man again?
aisyah1987 (1 stories) (28 posts)
 
1 week ago (2017-10-12)
It's important to get yourself blessed, say some important protection prayers, mentally visualize yourself being in your own shield of protection and may God heal you and protect you always, dear... ❤
Enlightened1959 (8 stories) (117 posts)
 
2 weeks ago (2017-10-05)
NightlyEclipse,

Sounds like a very frighten experience. It would be enough to scar a child for life.

If I heard something telling me to get out over and over again, I would have been walking on air to get to my mom.

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