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The Sandra Wooding-Limon Story: A Story of a Haunting in Bakersfield


As I sit here pondering if there is life after death. I can only assume, there must be an afterlife. Einstein came up with the sound theory that E = MC2. Energy can be converted into matter and matter can be converted into energy. Energy is a substance that cannot be destroyed. All information from energy is sustained for eternity. On one web site, called "Ask a Rocket Scientist", I asked if Earth were to be sucked up into a black hole, would that mean that all information on the existence of mankind would be destroyed? The history of Earth would be gone? The answer from the rocket scientist was 'no'. Due to the fact that energy cannot be destroyed, it can be altered, but not destroyed. So all of the tidbits of a scathing email that you wanted to send to your boss, you deleted it from your computer, but it still exists in the vastness of cyberspace. On the quantum level we are all energy creatures. Break us down to atoms and on the quantum level I would be able to place my hand right through your body and out again. Henceforth, in Star Trek we see the scattering of our atoms through a teleporter and reappear again intact with Capt. Kirk ready for battle. So, if our matter bodies have intelligence, then why can't a pure energy being have intelligence? Why couldn't the aura that surrounds our body consume the intelligence that our physical corporal body has? When we die, the aura leaves our body. The aura is our soul. A soul that may decide to follow the light into the next realm. An energy realm, we may call it heaven, we may call it hell. Or a soul that refuses to go into the light and remains on Earth, with unfinished business to attend to. We call this a haunting.

As a writer, I am a conduit for people to tell their stories. I listen, I make the decision that a story will become immortalized through my writings. On a particular night at Cache Creek Casino, at Club 88, a woman by the name of Sandra Wooding-Limon asked for me to write a story of a haunting that happened to her. A haunting that she can't get out of her mind. As we talked during the music that the band Masterpiece was playing, songs like "Body Talk by The Deele", "Chase Me by Confunkshun" and "Good Times by Chic..." She was familiar with my paranormal investigations via H.P.I. (Haunted and Paranormal Investigations) of Northern California. This is the story she relates to me:

Picture of Sandra Wooding-Limon 1 At the age of 7, she lived in a home in Bakersfield, California, off a street called Bel Torres. Her home was situated across the street from the neighborhood park. The home was not elaborate like the Amityville Horror home, it was a simple 3 bedroom house. There she lived with her brothers and sisters, her mother and stepfather. When she first moved into this home, she was automatically scared of this house. When she moved in, she felt this eerie feeling. Night after night, she felt a presence as she tried to sleep in her bed. She felt someone was standing over her bedside. As the hauntings continued, her bed covers would be thrown off of her. This was too much for a little Sandra, she insisted to have a night light on. She had a harder time falling asleep. She would be afraid to sleep. She would see shadows walking near the hallway and across her bedroom. The entity or entities seemed focus on her. While she felt the hauntings, her sister, age 6 was not disturbed and would sleep soundly, while all the while she was being terrified by this unseen force. When the TV was on, the walking shadows seemed to make their presence known even more. The doors would move on their own accord and the cabinets would open and close on their own. One night, she turned around and the rocking chair kept rocking on its own. This was too much for Sandra. Her family knew that Sandra was going through these traumatic disturbances and after one year, the family decided to move away. Sandra was absolutely terrified and it didn't help when she also heard on the news that the Zodiac was at large. At this young tender age, she was terrified of a hooded serial killer that was stalking his prey, that prey was 'people' and the ghosts that were in this Bakersfield home. Sandra is now an adult woman, but thoughts and memories of this home still haunt her to this very day.

Picture of Sandra Wooding-Limon 2 She will never forget a particular storm that came into Bakersfield and during that night the hauntings came on very strong, her bed covers were taken off of her, the shadows on the walls were everywhere and the cabinets kept slamming open and shut during the storm. Not too long after the storm is when her family decided enough was enough. It was time to move. After having this experience and moving away from the house in Bakersfield, she was terrified to go to her grandfather's house. She didn't know if the house was haunted, but it seemed to be haunted. Her grandmother died in the house and her grandfather would have a shrine that included lit candles and many patron Catholic saints near and around the lit candles. This in itself was spooky. She related to me that her grandfather always kept the house dark, she would hear things move around in the house, when there was no one there. Her aunt lived in her grandfather's house. Her aunt was strange, she was into the gothic lifestyle and had black lights, psychedelic paraphernalia in her dark bedroom. Sandra now strives to seek out the positive, she likes a lot of lights, she avoids the darkness. This childhood experience has effected her life to this very day.

Sandra due to the nightmares of her childhood experiences once consulted with a now defunct paranormal group called S.P.I.T. (Stockton Paranormal Investigation Team), but didn't feel satisfied with their counseling. She feels if her story is told, it may eliminate the inner demons of her traumatic childhood experience. Good luck Sandra, your story is now told.

As I close this story, I only wonder if spirits may use the writings of others as their conduit to tell their story. Once in Rolling Stone Magazine, there was an article on the fact that Jim Morrison of the Doors had appeared to many people after his death. Well, this story wouldn't have phased me, except for the fact that my first wife Karen Jean Walker/Caruso had related to me that she sat on a couch with Jim Morrison. Jim told her to accept life and embrace it. Of course this was the spirit of Jim Morrison, because Jim Morrison had died years ago. When Karen told me this story I laughed. When I read the Rolling Stone article, I almost fell out of my chair. Could Karen be telling the truth? In 1999, I had a dream that I saw my mother, who died in 1987. In this dream, my mother had a strange looking man sitting behind her with glasses and a brief case. My mother told me to tell the story of my father's connection to Mickey Cohen, a well known gangster with ties to Bugsy Siegel. Behind her the man standing behind her said: "Please tell the story..." I never told the story, until now. My father a former tax investigator opened up a case that was pending since the 1950s. The reason it was pending is that the government accountant investigating the case was killed by the mob for trying to collect on State taxes. My father who just handled a case in collecting State taxes from the Church of Scientology, that also owed federal taxes to the IRS, took the challenge of reopening this case. When meeting the mob in Los Angeles via a corporation that they owned, the mobsters took my father out to dinner and wrote him a check. It was an easy collection of State taxes owed, but a government accountant in the 50s lost his life over this matter. Perhaps the deceased accountant didn't want his life to be forgotten and consulted my mother to tell his story? I don't know. I don't know if my over active mind created this appearance of my mother and the strange man behind her. Was that strange man behind her the accountant? Then why didn't he tell me his name? Or does he feel confident that anyone looking into this story, will discover his name and complete the history of his encounter with the mob. Perhaps I am the conduit for living people and deceased people to tell their unfinished stories. I am here. I am listening.

Paul Dale Roberts, Freelance Writer

5606 Moonlight Way

Elk Grove, CA 95758

JazmaPika [at] cs [dot] com

916 203 7503

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Eclipse2000 (1 stories) (68 posts)
11 years ago (2011-05-21)
Very good story, Take care and God Bless you, your family and her...
watermoon (2 stories) (54 posts)
11 years ago (2011-05-10)
wow pretty interesting story and the events she went through. Yeah I agree with you puppie it pretty boring here in bakersfield. I have lived here my entire life and nothing has changed.
Puppie (1 posts)
12 years ago (2010-11-15)
Uneasiness in Bakersfield?
The only thing you'll feel in Bakersfield is BOREDOM... Not uneasiness.
I know, I live there... 😕
MrsO (4 posts)
13 years ago (2009-10-06)
I live in Bakersfield, CA and I just wanted to correct the street name. It's Belle Terrace. Just in case this story ends up something big, you want the name right so people don't come looking for Bel Torres, lol. Okay I haven't finished reading this yet, so I'm going to go ahead and do that now.
Paul Dale Roberts (guest)
15 years ago (2007-04-21)
Thanks for the kudos! Tomorrow I am headed for the Brookdale Lodge in Santa Cruz. A very haunted hotel that was once featured on Unsolved Mysteries, because a little girl ghost is seen by the creek that runs through the hotel. The little girl ghost drowned in the creek, I think in the 30s... This should be a good investigation!
Emma (3 stories) (39 posts)
15 years ago (2007-04-21)
Hey JW - I'll be more than happy to further elaborate on a Jinn. When I first heard of a Jinn, I felt that it answered so many questions about paranormal hauntings. I’ve taken part of the following information from Wikipedia, although there are many other web-sites that will say virtually the same thing about them. Like I said before, they are the “other beings” besides humans that were created by God (according to the religion of Islam). They were created from smoke-less fire. They can change their shape (into animals or humans, for example) or be invisible. They are most active at night. Like humans, they have free will, so they can be good or bad natured. Satan, along with other demons are considered Jinns. They have their own lives and probably do what we do during the course of our day. I have been told that they could possibly move into a home that is deserted for too long. A friend of mine encountered this sort of being when he was young and on a weekend trip to their vacation home by a lake. It was only once, but he never forgot it. He’s not one to believe in any kind of hocus pocus, but you should see his facial expression when he told me the story, he’s wasn’t imagining it. Come to think of it, I’ll post his story soon so you can get a better feeling about what happened to him. Anyway, I feel that the Jinn explanation is far more appropriate that blaming all these hauntings on the spirits of dead people. How would one explain hauntings in a new house or in a store or even in school when it’s usually obvious that no one has ever died or been buried there? Besides, there are too many cultures that have near the same beliefs in Jinns, like fairies, leprechauns, and yes, even gremlins if that is your flavor! Take care and God bless.
JW (710 posts)
15 years ago (2007-04-20)
Dude what a good story man. Keep this cast of characters posted on more of them. Emma what is a Jinn the longer version definition for all of us less informed? I think you forgot gremlins the kind that are knee high to a grasshopper but can jump high enough to kick your knee caps.
QueenTas (4 stories) (43 posts)
15 years ago (2007-04-19)
Very nice story, thank you for posting it, what you wrote before the story was quite interesting.

It was a really good read.

Emma (3 stories) (39 posts)
15 years ago (2007-04-19)
The main story about this lady’s haunting could have been kept simple, without the tedious tangents in the introductory and conclusion. Nonetheless, it written well, but there is a lack of depth and emotion, maybe because it was written second-hand. Anyway, I am very familiar with Bakersfield, I was born there and lived there for the first 10 years of my life. It was only there that I ever slept walked. My childhood was filled with interesting spooky things. My cousin's house was spooky, I would never go into the hallway or bedrooms by myself, just stayed in the living creepy, kitchen and the back yard. Years later, my cousin and I talked about his old house and he said he got the same creepy feeling too, although it was a beautiful and cozy little home. I lived in a new apartment complex across the park from my cousin’s house and I'd see shadows now and then and have vivid dreams and have haunting feelings, like monsters under my bed and closet. I once thought that my Barbie doll was walking on its own in the middle of the night and that Grimace (from McDonald's fame) was outside my window waving at me. But, honestly, I look back at it now and dismiss 90% of it as being the fact that I was just a kid with way too much imagination. I’ll admit that there is an uneasiness to the area of Bakersfield, I always feel that when I visit. I stopped sleep walking when we moved from that area, and slept walked again at my cousin’s house about ten years ago (I’m now 31). Now for the explanation of the other 10%: personally, I don’t believe in hauntings by deceased people, but I believe in Jinns, which are the other beings (besides humans) that were created by God. They can be good or bad natured and live anywhere. Examples are fairies, genies, elves, gnomes, leprechauns. Every culture has their own brand of these beings, and that’s what I believe may inhabit the area of Bakersfield and what I believe was also giving this lady a hard time. I hope that you will allow her to read our posts and maybe she can get some feedback from all of this and maybe get some closure to her childhood. Hopefully she will accept things for what they were and be stronger now to face any other spooky things that could rear their ugly head. Take care and God bless you both.

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