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Ghost Stories from msforgetmenott

Woooweeeaaawwayyaaa on 2015-09-07

We inherited a sizable chunk of land in 1999 at my hometown, that had been part of my family's farm, where I grew up. It is nature at its best, I believe that the animals would prefer we were not there. All this time we have been bringing our camper up in the spring and back to our home in the fall....

The Big Old Tray on 2015-08-24

After sharing events from my childhood, I thought I would move up about 40 years and tell you of an event that I had with an old antique. Now all our parents are gone and we are empty nesters, the year 2003. I had become ill with ovarian cancer, and left my place of employment, needing to rest for ...

Memories And A Pad Of Paper on 2015-08-20

As a child growing up in the 1950s, there was nothing I liked more than drawing. Money was short and so was drawing paper, my Mother improvised, even the inside of a cereal box would work for me. My Uncle, working for a printing company, brought me scraps. As my Mother was still living, I could not ...

Freckles And A Big Smile on 2015-08-07

A small town and a small school. I attended this school, grade one through twelve with one or two leaving and one or two joining, a class of 22 children. Growing up together, more brothers and sisters than friends or classmates. We shared much in common, moving from room to room, from teacher to tea...

A Deep Voice Spoke Loudly 3 Of 3 on 2015-08-03

Please take a look at my previous events, it will help you to understand this third and final printing about this unusual voice. I was getting older now, in my teens and dating. It was during this time, and only this time, that I did not get along with my Dad. His lack of understanding, compiled ...

A Deep Voice Spoke Loudly 2 Of 3 on 2015-08-03

Thank you all for the generous and kind responses on the first of my events with this deep frightening voice. I now shall tell of the second time I heard, sensed or felt that same voice. After the tremendous fear from first hearing the unearthly, deep, thunderous voice, I found I could not speak of...

A Deep Voice Spoke Loudly 1 Of 3 on 2015-07-30

Growing up in the hill towns of Western Massachusetts was at times very lonely. The view of rolling green hills and rich thick woods of sugar maples, oak and pine, so beautiful. However, if you lived there, farm life was filled with responsibility and chores. Neighbors were often as far away as a ha...

My Horse Saw Him First on 2015-07-27

I am currently sixty-seven years of age, and have some ability to see or hear what others cannot. What I am telling of in this writing took place when I was about ten years old, one of the earliest events I recall with detail. We lived on a farm that was in our family since 1791. First I must ex...

Last 20 posts from msforgetmenott
Hello, ShySgaile

You have a unique writing style, the way your words flow. I feel like I am sitting in the other rocking chair, near you, listening as your memories are shared.

My Mother was a toddler, when my Grandfather died from the same influenza. Sadly, it changed families along the eastern seaboard and beyond.

I also have family in the northern hills of California, so beautiful.

When speaking of dreams, although I am not sure I would call them death dreams, most of us have experienced similar. How much of such a dream is your sleeping mind, fabricating, and how much is paranormal? How can we know for sure?

Not long ago I had a dream, of a wonderful family and friends party. There was much laughter and joy and it lasted for a long time, it seemed so real. Strangely, many of those people had never known each other in life, I had known them at different times, all as friends, family or even co-workers. What ever that dream was, I enjoyed it and have thought about it often.

Much of life can be hard, do these dreams ease our losses. In 2009 my husband drank two large glasses of soy milk, he enjoyed it, as it hit the spot, handy in the refrigerator for iced coffee. Five minutes later his throat and tongue swelled as he was unknowingly seriously allergic to soy. For eleven days he was on total life support, a medically induced coma, those were hard days. Somehow the good Doctors were able to bring him back, very confused for a very long time after.

While on life support he dreamed continuously, and still speaks of the strange conversations he had with long passed friends and family. One man spoke with him, wearing black and a stovepipe hat, what the h...? My question remains, are the dreams fabricated by our always thinking minds, or are they visits?

I feel badly that your Husband is so ill, my kindest thoughts to you both. Perhaps you can ease tension on these pages, we are overall, a kind and understanding group of people.

Hello Jtcidk407,

I too lost my Mother, when I was nine, how lucky you were to have yours for so much longer.

I do have questions and I wish you would answer:
Why were you angry, were you angry with your Mother for becoming sick? Instead of taking the moments you had left to be with her, you run off to the lake.

So one day all was fine, just you and your ghosts and demons and like a second later your Mother had a tube in her belly. Are you saying she never was gone for long periods of time, in the hospital, or undergoing treatments? You had no idea she was ill? She didn't have months of recovery, a time that you were unable to see her?

You bet I have questions, but I doubt you will truthfully answer.

To all other readers, please forgive my personal frustrations, I can't take it when someone has to make the story all about the big me.
Date: 2017-07-14
Hello Scott, welcome to YGS!
It was so enjoyable to read a well written and informative event. Your perspective is not often mentioned here and I would like to know more about Tibetan information on life after death. It is not an area I have studied.
I do not often respond, as generally I am only a reader. We share the same description, (senior adult) and possibly we share other things as well.
I am looking forward to more of your experiences. The way you write is refreshing. I, like yourself, can usually tell the difference between real and fabricated.
Date: 2017-05-25
Hello Fergie,
This telling had me remembering an event that took place after the loss of our long time neighbors. More family then friends, we suffered the loss of one then the other.
Tony went first, when just getting home from his funeral, we heard a shrill scream out side. An oversized hawk stood on our neighbors roof. That bird was on that roof for more than five days. Night and day.
Months later Millie died, some felt, from a sad heart. A day or two after her funeral, we began to see a beautiful blue bird (rare), Often clinging to a window sill, as if seeing her reflection in the window pane. Her head turning from side to side. She visited for several days also.
We believe these visits were meaningful.
Date: 2017-04-28
Hi PrestonJ,
I am playing catch up, and just read this telling of your woods. I grew up on and still own a large acreage in New England.
The picture of your trail shows these trees are young, my guess is someone has cared for and logged the land over the years. The trail also requires maintenance, to look this groomed.
I have no answers about what you have seen or experienced.
As my land has been family owned for several generations, the old timers cleared and cared for the land. Unless needed for stone walls or cellar foundations, walkways and fireplaces, the rock would be piled at the edge of a cleared field, I know of three such piles, that are large enough they can be seen from google-earth, showing a grey spot.
Over the years, I believe there are more piles covered by nature, as our trees are much larger then yours, but it was once a cleared sheep pasture and apple orchards.
People have come and taken much rock, yet there is always more. I think that could explain your stone pile.
It does not explain all the events you have had, only the rock pile.
Hi Vala,
I seldom write, but felt a need to respond to your events. At times writing on YGS can be a form of therapy, I think you needed to spell out the horror you experienced, as in putting it to print is helpful mentally.
I believe that negativity does gravitate to an angry personality, as you believed it had been with your Father. I have seen this in my own life.
The way you presented your events was very well thought and a breath of fresh air for us, the reader. We have had a rash of poorly written youthful stories of late.
Your writing, while disturbing, was very believable. Thank you for taking the time to place it on YGS, I will look forward to other events you wish to share.
Date: 2017-03-29
Hi Tweed,
What an interesting account, we share much in common. I became a friend with nature in my earliest years. I have actually cried when on my usual walk, years ago, I found one of my favorite pine trees uprooted and laying on the ground. This tree was part of a forest, covering several acres, but noticeable for both it's size and beautiful shape. On that morning I had noticed several trees along the path had branches low enough that I had had to duck to pass, I remember thinking how odd as they were not this low yesterday. I was also aware of the wonderful evergreen scent seeming stronger than usual. Upon finding the tree down on the ground, my thoughts were, it's friends and peers were lowered in sadness. It had not rained and there was no noise, in fact, the silence was a reason among others that prompted these walks. As I strolled under these majestic pines, I began to think the lowered branches indicated respect for their fallen friend. I still think so.
There is so much in our World that we do not yet know.
Date: 2017-03-02
I am so sorry for your loss, may your memories hold you steady.
Prayers and warm thoughts, for you and your family.
Hello again Oleander,

Earlier in my life I had a cancer that had started to eat at my spine. I have had many correction surgeries, some with many months of recovery, screws nuts and bolts. I have been where you are, and each time I wonder if the wheelchair will be my main mode of transportation. Then when the nerves begin to repair you almost wish they wouldn't, as when they mend the pain is so much worse than the previous numbness. Yes, like a painful grab and twist of the foot, or flesh of the leg. Ripples of sharp pain or even an under the skin itch you are unable to scratch.

What I see is babies, some have wings, so many never lived and are horribly disfigured. They sit near or on my hospital bed. They are, with no doubt very real. Some are peaceful, most are not... They float. I tell no one, this is the first I have spoken of this.

Perhaps they are attracted to me as all my life, I melt when near an infant. Wanting to hold love and care for. However, no loving and caring Grandmother needs to view what I see, the memory never leaves you.

You are getting the best advice here on this site. Rook is dedicated in helping with this type of problem. I saw very little on this last hospital visit. (this hospital is one of the largest and best in this state.)

As I was wheeled out to the waiting car we passed a sign for the prenatal section just down from where I was at Orthopedic surgical. I do not know why I never made that connection before.

Chin up, Orleander, you will make a full recovery, your determination comes through in your words.

Again I wish you the best.
Hi Oleander,

I very seldom write, but your appeal was very heart-felt. I am only four days home from a hospital stay and yet another surgery. Like you, I am sensitive and see things others do not. I have been where you are.

Firsthand I can tell you, the drugs given during a hospital stay, as well as being weakened and in poor health, can open and wake our minds in a negative manner, we see things, awful, real, things.

You have gone through, and are still on your way up and out of what might well be the very toughest hardship you may ever experience.

Rook's cleansing is most effective, as is his advice. Please, do just as he has written, I skipped a few steps the first time and that was a mistake. Follow his advice word for word.

In front of you is a stairway so long and high, you can not yet see the top. Look back, in your mind and you will see you have already climbed many steps. Reaching out to us was one step, just to put it to words. Each day mentally view this vision of steps, some are very small, but still progressive to the top.
Each is individual to only you.

You are young and each day stronger. You can do it. Yes, you can!

I send my kindest thoughts and well wishes.
Date: 2016-05-16
Hi Tweed,
Just have to ask, is this clown dressed in purple pants? LOL
You have broken the length record, I think!
I do totally understand the stress an older family member can cause, but would we have it any other way?
Your writing was actually easy to follow, and you clearly write in away that makes the reader visualize your experience. I found myself nibbling my lip, wondering when the clown was going pop up and appear. Yet also understanding that the clown was the tarot deck. That is my take on it anyway... You write as if we are sitting at your kitchen table sipping tea, in conversation.
Now when will we see the continuing part B?
Side note, I looked up that spider, I would have moved from that room for sure. Hate em!
Good story Tweed, keep it up.
Jan 😁
Date: 2016-05-16

We all appreciate almost everything you do and know your dedication to YGS is tremendous. Especially as your given time is a gift to all of us and unrewarded by salary, we are grateful.

Thank You.

Now I will slip back into the dark and remain in your mind as faceless and non-human thing.

Jan 😊
Talk about off topic... I stopped submitting my events because you changed my comment, and also was very hurtful to me. I admit I am very sensitive.
Yet here we go again, and I get it. We all have bad days... When you have pain or are hurtful, perhaps you could just let Granny take over, and not take it out on others.
Date: 2016-04-02
Hello Manafon1, how are you,
Never was I gone, just in the background. Silently reading.
Thank you for your kind words, Perhaps in the future.
Just had to give the Mods a blue ribbon for a well played joke.
Date: 2016-04-02
Hello all MODS!
Thank you so much for the well planned April fools joke!
The way a few short words can change the meaning of a sentence or paragraph,
Is surprising. What a great way to start the day.
My quick glance, lasted much longer, just reading my own comments. I would have to go back a long time to remember when I had laughed so hard and so long.
What a great start of the day!
To those who took offence: the submitted events where in no way changed, only the comments, for a very short time. Lighten up!
Thanks again,
Quit clowning around guys! I laughed so hard my husband was ready to dial 911. My lungs seriously hurt.
Good one!
Date: 2015-09-30

Perhaps you haven't noticed but I have requested all comments and events of mine to be removed.

I was serious in sharing the events in my life that changed my way of thinking of the paranormal.

I enjoyed the banter, even more than the telling. I am so sorry that I am now unable to finish my paranormal past events, or even future ones. There are wonderful people on YGS, kind, thoughtful and caring. I will seriously miss them.

No one on this website can come close to your intelligence, your wording and high level phrases, You do leave the ordinary in the dust. I am low level ordinary. It was intended to be a complement, and still is intended as such.

You do need to know, Biblio, we are NOT your students!

I did try to send you mental thoughts about this matter, and you can not tell me you were not thinking about it. Can you?

I joked about you having a headache as I had a severe spinal headache myself, (lasted days). I get them when tense. I am in very poor health, I have been for many years. I am unable to stand or walk, the pain is constant, and severe. The last thing I needed or wanted was this. YGS had been a distraction from this pain. Good for me until this happened.

You called me an old lady, and as I am unwell, I do look older than 67, my Birthday was in May. How old will you be when you are able to collect Social Security? Some people on this site will not collect Social Security until they are seventy, if at all. The way you phrased the two words old lady was cruel and hurtful. You have no idea how fast your years will fly, and you will remember those words.

I was the last one to make a comment on your post, there were two others that posted before mine. The way I read your "do not" statement, was that you somehow feel superior to all, and could direct who and what will be allowed. Again I say we are not your students.

Lastly, I do have a strong interest in a subject that I have not seen on YGS, so with respect I wrote a small approach about my study of Ancient man in America, requesting your input. I was kind and polite, but brief.

With in seconds a moderator told me it will be removed as it was off topic. I found this hurtful and cruel, as very seldom does the banter stay on topic in any story. That was far more painful than anything you said. I got the message loud and clear, I was not wanted... And I do not stay where I am not wanted.

I mentioned Monks and questioned what your reasoning was on the subject... Many of my favorite books contain much on this subject, and there still is unexplained dwellings and stone works... I know, I have seen and entered them. Including the triangular cut quartz rock, found at the base of most stone structures. There is some information on line as well, concerning New England Ancient Mysteries.

That was what I had tried to write to you. In a brief, polite way.

So, Biblio, I cry easily, and I am sensitive. The quick deleting of my polite brief post, was cause for more tears.

Enough said...
Date: 2015-09-24
Please remove all of my comments and events, I just got my answer
Date: 2015-09-23

At the very end of your multitude of words, you state: DON'T do it on a thread for one of my stories.


Now, please look under your name. Does it not say Msforgetmenott?

Addressee to addresser: This is simple 6th grade English! You have not directed to whom you write. Perhaps if you had, I would not have thought you were in general, referring to all three of us. As you can see Tweed did make a note to me at the base of her letter, where I then answered her.

I quickly deducted, as I often quickly deduct... I, as well as the others had offended you in some very dramatic way. I simply did not know how. Or how your post was somehow too superior for our banter.

Or in fact how your multiple quotes and your subject matter related to anything previously said, by anyone. I did clearly see that I and the others had set you off somehow.

As usual, Biblio, you left me in the dust, just as you do most of us. There now dear, do you now feel better?

Please tell you wife thank you, for her support.

There is one thing that we can agree on I think, there should be more investigative scientists paying attention to the paranormal and all related studies.

I had been waiting to bring up the subject of what I have been reading much of, now I probably will never get the chance. For that I am sorry, you probably would have input.

Did you have a bit of pain in your left temple for a while? It is gone now isn't it.


PS: Your forgiven! Biblio, we all welcome your words even if we need the Daniel Webster dictionary to see what they mean. Please address properly.
Date: 2015-09-23
Hi Hecate,
Very nice to see you on here.
Biblio wrote that second comment as I wrote mine, and it published just seconds before mine. I thought it over for 24 hour and said just what I felt.
I sent him many mental messages with my mind, in Biblio's own way I think he might have received them.