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Hi Jubeele,

I just wanted to say how beautiful and well written your account is and thank you for sharing it.

Since the current crisis has started both my Mum and I have sensed the spirit of my Dad around much more and we think he's checking in on us and making sure that we're safe.

It's always comforting to know that love and familial bonds continue after passing.

Blessed be.
NorthCoastie19 in Man In The Driveway
A WWI tombstone could be made out of anything if it was a private purchase by the family - the official military tombstones in US Miltary cemeteries (such as Arlington National Cemetery) are in fact made out of white marble (https://freetoursbyfoot.com/guide-symbols-emblems-arlington-national-cemetery-headstones/).

Another suggestion to the OP is to go to https://www.findagrave.com/ and do a search for the name on the tombstone to see what comes up. Just seems very odd, and horribly disrespectful, that someone would use a tombstone as a porch step.
I would imagine a WWI tombstone to be made of stone, limestone perhaps? Not white marble, that would be commemorative, surely. Either way grave robbing is highly illegal.
The way the neighbour just says 'flip the marble step it's a tombstone' how did the neighbour know? Did they dump the marble tombstone themselves? I'd be calling the cops or sherif whomever you call for things like this. But wait... Oh it's Halloween! That explains it.

Honestly, the YGS community is growing more gullible by the day.
I'm sure the OP will rationalise or ignore my post but this whole thing, like his/her last one, feels like one of them Hallmark productions.

Your adopted name takes me back to the days of a young Mad Max, his black XB Falcon Pursuit Special and his trusty blue heeler.

My dad didn't talk about "The War", but he did mention "Those Yanks" and their knack for getting whatever they needed. He also told me that they would always be there beside you when things got tough.

Reading your experiences and particularly your reactions reminds me of the (supposedly) laid back Aussie attitude when facing extraordinary situations... "Yeah, don't worry mate, they're harmless".

You've left me to ponder (once again) whether most old buildings or sites attract their fair share of spirits/echoes from the past or it is you and your ability that draws them out.

It is also possible that your relaxed attitude may help them feel comfortable too, rather than scare them off with a big hullabaloo.

I hope one day that you can tell us the story behind picking XBFALCON74 as your name, considering that being listed as a "young adult" could put your birthday around 1974 or later.

Anyway, stay safe and keep an eye out for those snakes, especially brown snakes and taipans.

Twilight1011 in Memory Lane
Hey Miandra, and to whoever else who may care to know 😜 I finally submitted a new experience of mine, so y'all can read whenever it comes on here. I had said that I would let you know, when I did submit it, since I have talked some about it on here previously, and said I would share it soon. Hope it's ok, I don't feel that it is that scary or anything, but it was definitely freaky to have experienced.
Twilight1011 in Memory Lane
Hey Miandra, I sent you an email the other day, and wanted to make sure if I sent it to you or not? Just wanting to know if I got the right email? Hope all is going good your way 😊
Thank you all for responding.
My mom's dementia was in it's final stages and she wouldn't have known me. Pretty sure she didn't know who I was the last time I saw her which was back in November. Her passing was a blessing for sure.
I have no doubt that my parents are together now. That dream felt so "normal" if you will, watching them drive. My parents did everything together.
Mrs Ramsay, my parents were so connected to that Lake house. They actually built it together. The roof was put on and the outside shell. They installed electrical, plumbing, furnace, bathroom, kitchen, etc. I believe that's why they brought me there in my dream.
I have also dreamed of my 1st house as you say. It's like I'm suddenly there as if it's any other day and I realize that it's not mine anymore and start to panic about the new owners coming back. This dream has happened at least 3 times. Who the h*ll knows what that means! I also dream about the house I grew up in. Countless dreams I've had. When the house was up for sale I was able to go through it and since then, I hardly dream about it anymore.
NorthCoastie19 in Man In The Driveway
Hello: I am very interested about this tombstone... Perhaps there is a grave somewhere on the property that corresponds and the tombstone has been removed causing the spirit concern? I would contact the local VFW or American Legion and tell about it. At the very least they might be able to help you find information on this person. If you have a WWI vet's grave somewhere on your property an the marker has been displaced, grave lost as a result etc., that is a pretty big deal - newsworthy.
AugustaM in My Path Has Begun
When you get down to the nuts and bolts of it, Christianity uses altars, rituals, metaphorical sacrifice, amulets and charms too. It's all semantics. Religions around the world have spent countless amounts of time and energy flinging doom, gloom and the devil at other religions while holding their own ways up as the only path to salvation - when the fact is at their most basic levels, they functionally have more in common than they would ever dare admit.

Just because a thought process is different from our own doesn't make it wrong, crazy or of the devil.

I have an altar in my home and practice rituals as does a neighbor in my building. My nieces split time living with me and she has a child of her own. None of the children have been negatively impacted by the "alternative" religious practices of the adults around them; no more than a child is harmed when taken to church with their parents. On a practical level, most adults with children in the home know of at least one place where they don't want the children to go - say a sewing room, for example where all your tools and cut pieces are laid out "just so" and little hands would doubtless lay ruin to the order in no time - the same goes for a space where the most important things have been "laid out" and put in place metaphysically in addition to carefully arranged altars.

I remember when I was a kid, I could never go into my mom's room when she wasn't in it - it wasn't because there was any sort of a rule against it or ghost in there or even anything non-Christian going on (she's a lapsed Catholic with atheistic leanings), it's just that the space was so very much her own that it just didn't feel right being in there without her.

I'm not sure about the specifics of your beliefs and practices, spiritwaiting, but perhaps you have attracted an entity whose identity could be explained by the teachings of your belief system. A Christian might say demon - someone with more pagan leanings might say a brownie - another might caution that it is a djinn - each with their own reasonings and implications. Without knowing much about your belief system (and I'm not saying you are under any expectation to reveal those beliefs here) it's hard to really say.

Did you get any particular feelings when you heard it scampering about? Did the crystal seem to need "recharging" when you found it on the floor? Did you sense any lingering energy on it?

As yet, the voices haven't come across with anything threatening to say and the activity has been only inquisitive - moreover, you seem to have a good handle on the practices you carry out in your own home and a sense of well-being. Whereas I can't tell you WHAT you may have on your hands, I do get the feeling that you have a good head on your shoulders and are approaching this with the necessary caution and respect.
Hi XBFalcon,

Thanks for sharing your cool experiences thanks also for all the research!

There's something about warehouses and mobile homes they seem to be the location of many vivid and active hauntings. That doesn't have much to do with your experience but it's a detail that jumped out. Wish we understood more about how the heck ghosts do what they do and if a building's shape/materials/whatever played a part in making things possible or more likely to happen.

You're lucky to work with open minded people and share the experiences with them!

Btw do you watch Detectorists?
First of all, you write beautifully- your account was a joy to read!

It would be interesting to find our more about the way the bus wrecked - by the way that three tires were salvaged while one was left shredded in place makes me suspect that a tire blow out could be a likely enough possibility. Perhaps ask around to see if anyone has any recollection of the incident? Maybe there is a reason why it's been left in place. Did it appear to be an older bus or something more modern?

Eeek! The threat of snakes would've definitely kept me from that particular adventure!
LadyMonticello in Man In The Driveway
The snake was tan in color. In Michigan the only poisonous snake we have is Rattler and it was NOT a rattler. The snakes are mostly gone now or at least I do not see them anymore. I dress appropriately when walking around the property (snake boots).
8-bitDemigod in The Heart Of The Matter
Hmmmmm, that's some seriously creepy stuff. I would ask around about the bus. Who owned it, how it got where it is, etc. The locals seem to be aware that there's *something* out in that area to be wary of, maybe they can shed some light on it. Trust your insticts though. If you start to feel like pursuing these answers may lead to something dangerous then don't feel bad about abandoning the search.
Hello, DarriuxDarkk,

Thank you for responding to my post.

I don't know of a way to accurately describe the pressure or radiating force I experienced. At one point I was pushed to get my attention. I was physically touched by a non-physical invisible something. There was an abrupt force that moved my upper body forward. That was minor and totally different from the energy this "something" radiated or projected. I do not understand why the woman in the car with me could be unaware of what was happening. I can only conclude that the supernatural remains beyond our understanding while we nibble at its edges as we seek to learn more about it.

What makes this so troubling for me is simple - Why me? Of the millions enduring marital hardship or failure, why bother with me? Preventing the marriage was absolutely the goal. It it became clear someone was trying to protect me from myself, though I only learned that after the marriage.

I was in Damascus, Syria many years ago meeting with a very talented psychic. She struggled with the reading, then said "You have 3 children but you are not married, how can this be?" Two, I said. "No, 3. One you don't know about. But you are not married. I don't understand."

I can only say that my personal circumstances were so bad that I never committed to being married, though I was legally bound. How bad can it be? I used to walk to work during artillery bombardments. My employees told me it was too dangerous to do that. I countered with, "It's okay, I'm married.

Is my marriage okay? Absolutely not. Part 2 of my story will tell much more and help make sense out of what I presented in part 1.

Thank you for your comment. I'm relieved to know someone felt something when entities were invoved.

I'm sorry for your loss and that covid prevented you from seeing your mom. That must've been so hard for you. My heartfelt sympathy.

When you mentioned the lake house I just got chills. I firmly believe my mom and step dad (mom passed away in 2013, step dad in 2006) are somehow in the afterlife at their lake house!

I can't even say why, but have had dreams of them up there and it's "our" lake house, but not quite... Just different. Every time I have the dream, maybe 3-4 times now, I'm there, but all of a sudden I realize I'm NOT supposed to be there and I need to get everything together and leave before "the new owners" show up and discover me there. I'm not sure if it's more about my parents being there or the fact we sold the house. But maybe there is something to the idea that we "retire" to our dream place?
MrsRamsay in Man In The Driveway
Question "what kind of snakes were they?" made me smile. You're such a southerner! Snake, no prob, what kind? Copperhead, kill it. Any other kind: yay, a snake!
MrsRamsay in Man In The Driveway
Hi Lady M. What an exciting time for your son and daughter in law and how lucky they are to have your help!

First, you mention the neglect and the tall grass, ideal for snakes. You could look at the bright side: where there are snakes there probably aren't any vermin (mice/rats)!

The tombstone step is strange. You should talk again to the neighbor, why I wonder didn't she tell you the background story to it? It IS possible that it was made but never used... If you go on Ancestry.com you can usually find records, and I would try and do that at least to start.

The man you both saw and the lights: It's possible they were apparitions, but maybe he was just checking you guys out. I moved into a much loved home where the older couple had passed away. It didn't even register when we bought the home, but when I moved in with my two toddlers (while husband was in Afghanistan) it just FELT like maybe I wasn't alone. And I had lived alone for a long time, rarely been nervous about it. I certainly didn't peer too intently into the dark and empty family room before I got my furniture! It just felt like I would see something. And we had lights flick on or turn off when we walked into this one hall or master bath. That little bell on the refridgerator that dings if it's left open would start dinging the minute I got into bed (this happened for weeks, and I finally dug out the instruction book from a basement file left behind to see why else the dinger would be happening, never did find a reason, but then it just stopped!). The gas stove light clicker sometimes still goes off for no reason (I have to check and check it to make sure no gas is escaping).

Now, after 8 years here, I'm remodeling the kitchen and we're down to the bare bones (tiling the floor tomorrow!). We removed two Roman columns that the previous owner had erected between the kitchen and the family room. I will admit I sort of "explained" to thin air the day before we started that the kitchen was REALLY in need of renovation, and promised that we wouldn't be touching it except -- everything was falling apart. I promised (to the air) that it would be just a few weeks of inconvenience and then it would be beautiful and we'll "all be in it together." Sort of laughed at myself. But the evening that those columns came down, my son and I were sitting in the family room (he's 15). I noticed him look up at the fireplace mantle and in the next second, an antique plate that's been in a stand up there for 8 years just sort of fell over gently. The first thought I had was, "Florence (former owner) is letting me know that she knows about the columns." My son immediately said, "MOM, a GHOST!" Teasing me. I asked him why he looked up there BEFORE the plate went over and he said he didn't know. In any case, I'm just sharing this because, until something is really SCARY, well, try not to be scared. (However, way out in the country, I would not go investigate things alone, you never know! Glad they have a big dog) Best of luck to your kids. Please let us know how things are going with the house!
Hi LadyMonticello,

It's very sad that the tombstone was being used as a step. Who knows where the tombstone is supposed to be; but he will probably be happy if it is no longer being used as a step. It makes you wonder why someone would even use something like that - maybe it's just something that goes over my head.

What kind of snakes were they?

- Maria
Hello XBF, welcome back to YGS!

I really enjoyed reading this account of your more recent experiences. I appreciate your writing skills, with hardly any detectable 'Stralian accent (just kidding; I'm from Kentucky, and our accent is hard to miss). And I've always liked the Aussie way of speaking, along with the amazing (and often impenetrable) slang terms.

A slightly squeamish question concerning your description about the "bits" left over from when the tank crews did field cleaning of their damaged tanks... I immediately wondered about what this term referred to. If they were...um...departed tank crew members, I could definitely see how the cleaning area might accumulate some sort of residual energy, unpleasant as this might sound.

In any event, welcome back, and please post more of your experiences on the site!

Hi Tweed,

My apologies for the late response! Been very busy this week!

What's crazy about that situation was that I wasn't expecting it to happen at all. I have read plenty of stories about a person's untimely death and also viewed their obituaries while feeling a bit sorry for them but that's where it ended. Nothing out of the ordinary happened and I didn't expect it to.

But this time was the first time a spirit actually tried to manifest while I was reading about them. I think that tells me that this particular spirit was REALLY trying to reach out to someone and is not at rest.

I think that was a good way to look at it when you mentioned that maybe Rusty didn't like being the subject of a ghost hunt. Spirits were once people too. They are not just some dumb "side attractions" void of any feelings. So what you said could've very well been a factor, who knows?

I also agree that there isn't really any info on who Rusty was as a person. Not even so much as a photo is available on any of his obituaries. So as far as who he actually was in life is left to those who actually knew him personally.

But apparently his spirit wants to let those who show some interest in him feel the pain he was suffering up to his final moments here on earth.

Since then I have spoke to Rusty (with confidence that he was around listening, as spirits are always around) and related to him that his suffering is understandable and that he doesn't need to carry the burden of guilt with him for eternity. I assured him that he is in a better place with no suffering and that he should move on to the light so that he will be at peace. I really hope he has finally found it ❤
By the way, when you mentioned details that were "fussy" (fuzzy?)... That's the way I describe things in my life that happen that are of a spiritual nature. I have decided, based on nothing scientific what so ever, that dreams or waking incidents or just the act of putting two and two together, connecting dots about the spiritual world and its effect on our lives are by their nature fuzzy. Someone once told me that it says in the Bible that the world beyond the veil is not supposed to be of our focus, that we're to focus on LIFE, and I just wonder if that's why the fuzziness surrounding some of these incidents or if it's just us getting older. Anyway, I started keeping a journal and a photograph file for when this kind of stuff pops up.
Your story struck a cord with me, LG.
My late husband spent the last 3-4 months of his life at a Catholic nun-run hospice. He had brain cancer and we just could not take care of him at home any more, we had two young kids, toddlers, and his situation had become pretty bad. There were nuns assigned to their patients, and his nun was Sister Depores, I suppose not her real name, but her nun name (I'm Methodist, so don't quite get all that). Anyway, Sister D. Was older and stern, and a complete professional when it came to his care. I spent almost every day with him and got to know her just peripherally, and am certain we were discussed by her and all the nuns as we were 32 years old, a younger family going through a lot. She ministered to my husband though, not me, so was distant. As he got closer to death, she presented my two little ones with Raggedy Ann and Andy dolls that she had sewed, homemade, beautiful and truly a wonderful gesture. The kids loved them and they've been special to us for over two decades, a reminder of Sister D. And her special care.

One night over a decade ago, I had a dream that I had come out of a classroom in my old middle school and standing there by the lockers was Sister D. She didn't talk to me, I didn't see the details of her face, just knew it was her. It was really vivid and I have no idea why I dreamed of her after something like 12 years.

I pondered it and wondered if she had passed away, and if so, why would I dream about her? This seems similar to your situation. I cannot say for sure (this is the part I hesitate to write) but think I called the hospice after that dream to find out about her. It's very fuzzy, and I'm not sure why, but was I told she had passed on? I don't remember if I had THOUGHT about calling, or I actually did call... Life was very busy back then). It's a mystery, but maybe it has something to do with... When someone in life touches your soul and makes an impression.? Thanks for the story, I enjoyed it. Mrs. R.
SammyToucan- in Don't Let It In
Hi Tweed
Haha, yeah possums can be rowdy buggers. They sound so creepy and they love running across roofs. Mum doesn't think it was possums though but I guess you had to be there to know. She just felt that something wasn't right there and wanted to make themselves known.
SammyToucan- in Don't Let It In
Hi AugustaM
I asked my parents and they describe a pan toilet as like a toilet seat with a steel drum inclosed underneath. It had a door in the back of it and every Friday a guy would come and remove the waste. He would then dispose of it at the sewage farm. My parents hated it but the house still had it because it wasn't connected to the town sewer. My Dads parents were promised that the line would be connected but it wasn't until the early nineties. They only got a flushing toilet then. (They were too cheap to buy a septic tank).
When they told me about it I thought it was gross! Lol.
Sleeping-with-steve in My Cousin Attended Her Own Funeral
Hello Oceana,
It was a mistake. You've told everyone and it wasn't intentional, so don't lose sleep over it. Life is so precious and it's not worth being sad about things that can't be changed. All you can do is move forward and continue to be forthright and honest.
Best wishes,
SWS. 😘
LightMight in Night Knocker
Thanks for coming here and filling us in with some of the back history about your story; it explained a lot. Also, it's good to read that everything worked out well for your family.
Take Care, LightMight
LadyMonticello in Night Knocker
At that time I could not afford to move. If I was renting it would have been different but I own this place. I work in the big city & crowded places. When I'm home it's very peaceful here & quiet. If it had not stopped I would have moved. But my Corgis and I are happy here.
I'm 27. Sophie is mid 20s and my other cousin was late teens.
I know it was confusing and I can't undo the past, but if I could I would.
Sleeping-with-steve in My Cousin Attended Her Own Funeral
Hello Oceana,
Thanks for coming back and clearing things up. I read the comments in the other threads, and both you and Sophiethunder have had to do a lot of explaining after you both used the same PC and logged in as the wrong person, which confused members. Thus, planting doubt about who you are and that you may possibly be the same person. This must be hard on you along with the death of your 'other' cousin.
Everyone deserves a chance to makes things right. I read in one of the threads how sorry you were that you logged in as your cousin.
I truly feel bad for everything you are going through with the loss of your 'other' cousin.
I hope things improve for you.

You say you are not a child. Do you mind if I ask how old you are, how old is Sophiethunder, and how old was your 'other' cousin?

Best wishes,
No, Sophie isn't dead, one of my other cousins is. And this is the story of when I saw her at her own funeral.
DarriuxDarkk in The Uninvited Passenger
Somehow I know that feeling of energy pressure you described. I've felt that kind of sensation on apparitions or places with strong energy imprint. I'm curious though, why did the entity try to stop you on your wedding? After so many years do you have any inclination as to why that happened? Is your marriage ok?
The story is literally about how your cousin is dead. Then, now in your last comment you said she isn't and that she's fine...

This is so ridiculous and a waste of everyones time. 🙄
Haha I looked up pan toilet too. I think it's one of those hole in the floor squatting affairs. But I don't understand why a home in Australia would have one on account of being an old home. That's very random indeed.

SammyToucan, you've probably thought of this but possums make the most ridiculous bangs trying to muscle their way into a new home. If your mum hadn't lived in an older home before she probably never encountered an alpha male possum posing as a drunk wrestler. I grew up old homes and all of them had possum problems. Like extreme loud banging in the wee hours. Including dropping from great heights, like chimneys, onto the roof. Must be a dominance ritual, they're bloody wrestlers I tells ya.
Got a funny feeling you'll disagree, but I really think this was a rowdy possum. 🙄
Whatever...can we just move on?

1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10,11,12,13... That should do.
But Oceana... You literally said it was sophie that-
Ok never mind
I tell you what's really happening.
Sophie and I are different people, just the same family. We were raised together. Everyone seems to have this crazy delusion that we are the same person. I don't mind that, people have a right to their own opinion.
It's insane how one mistake can make everyone question things and no matter how much I protest, nothing will ever change.
Sophie left because she knew people linked us together, and with her gone, maybe someone would finally think of us as seperate people.
Sophiethunder1 wasn't my cousin. She seemed to think she could pretend to be her and then accuse me of stuff that never happened. I never killed her off, because she's not dead, she's fine.
Any more questions?
AugustaM in Don't Let It In
Ok this has little to do with the main thrust of this account but I can't help it, I'm stuck on it and can't get past it - what's a pan toilet? I googled it and couldn't get anywhere and I just can't take being stumped!
Sleeping-with-steve in My Cousin Attended Her Own Funeral
Hello Melda,
I can't go through all the comments today, but I will this week. Thank you for the information.

Lady-Glow, I was confused after seeing sophiethunders' comment saying that she's alive and presumed it was an impostor after reading Oceana's reply, and so I left a second message.

All too complicated, but you and Melda have helped make some sense of this.

PS: Oceana, You have help here at YGS when you are ready to talk about what's actually happening. Help is given to everyone without bias but you have to be forthright and honest.

Best wishes,
SWS 😘 ❤ 😘

"Think of it this way if a child was standing in front of you would you say this to them? If the answer is no, then don't post it."

When my children were little and told me something too fantastic, I used to coax them into telling me the truth by saying "that's great, now please tell me what really happened". They grew up knowing that I would listen to them but wouldn't be misled... Specially if/when a pile of evidence was pointing against their fantasy.

Peace to all.
TravisCannabis & Others who are confused.

Look in the directory for stories listed under countries and go to England. There you will find Sophiethunder, who deleted her account. You will find her stories. Make sure to read the comments. There are members of this site who believe that sophiethunder and Oceana are the same person. I myself am strongly convinced that they are.

By the way, I don't think that Oceana is a child. I have reasons for saying that but over the past year or two I've had a number of spats with the "duo" and don't intend to continue it here.

So Travis, light a doobie and if you have the time, do the research.

Regards, Melda
WTF? So who's saying that she's still alive? I'm confused. Is the site being haunted? 😕 😁
I need a doobie to help me understand this crap. Lol. 😁
Sleeping-with-steve in My Cousin Attended Her Own Funeral
Hello Oceana,
It's a good thing that you haven't seen her in a while. Hopefully that means she has moved on.

I know this must be a difficult time for you. If I can share this, my only comfort based from my loss of my dad and brother, and that is, remember all the happy times. Remember everything that you both did that was fun and remember how much you both cared for each other.

Be brave Oceana. My thoughts are with you.

Best wishes,
SWS 😘 ❤
Who's a child?
I'm not.
I never said anything happened on this site. I never used this sites name.
I put this on here to tell my experience of my cousin's passing and I don't want to say which cousin. I want to keep that to myself.
Anyway, I haven't seen her in ages now, so she's probably moved on.
Hola OCGirl,

How awesome it must be to know that your mother is still there to sooth and offer you comfort. I wish I knew who looks after me. My mother is still with me, I didn't really know my paternal grandmother and my maternal grandmother was really not a fan of mine LOL. But, I am sure that someone does look over me.

Thanks for reading.
Just posting this in case the OP is reading or maybe will in the future when they're older.

There's a type of epilepsy which can produce strange hallucinations. I don't know the specifics of what it's like only that it doesn't include seizures. Not saying I think the OP has this. But if the OP is struggling for a diagnosis, either now or in time, there's another possibility to check off the list.

It also could be paranormal, and for that I'd suggest getting help from either people here or someone you feel comfortable opening up to.
Wow, pouting okay. Have a click around you'll eventually find why I posted my original comment. Have a nice day!
Tweed in Night Knocker
*gasp* you replied!

So, I'm curious why didn't you move? I mean after all that time and bad things going on. It would be the logical thing to do.

🙄 I must need something new to stream
LightMight in My Path Has Begun
Yeah, you're right, I just don't get it. I just don't see spiritwaitings story as having to do with mental illness, frenetic behavior, abuse, or child negligence. Honestly, I don't find anything wrong with you having satanic items in your home either - not that it matters, so I guess I just don't get it...

Unless she has already done so, I do think that spiritwaiting should upload video or recording here, I think it would be interesting to see if she caught anything that pertains to this story.
Dang, well said Augusta.

I read all this in one go about a week ago and decided not to stir the pot. But actually I think it might need to be said. So I will.
I think this person is a child. No idea how old, but I think this is from a young mind.
Doesn't excuse their behaviour but I think it's best to leave things be and move on.

Think of it this way if a child was standing in front of you would you say this to them? If the answer is no, then don't post it.

Anyway that's my ten cents.
Hi again Sherm, just wanted to add to what Mrs Ramsay said. A suggestion for minimising stress and that's don't watch the news so much. We watched some American news reports about the fires and some of those programs were outrageous. Like the news as debauched entertainment. Really disturbed me.

Don't know if you watch those kinds of programs, but maybe stick to the unsensational newscasts. You know, the ones that stick to the facts without all the insinuated doom and gloom. These are trying times but we can still choose to fill our homes with calm.
Urgh...LightMight, we have satanic stuff in our home, I'm the least from superstitious you could get on this forum. Amulets, alters all cool with me, I would encourage it...it's everything else about this post, seriously like just urgh. If you don't get it, you don't get it.

I shouldn't comment at this hour.

MrsRamsay, if it quacks like a duck... Go with your gut. To quote Elastica first impressions last and cast shadows on the rest.
Hi Fenrispro, my Mum is the same with the 7th Month. She's not a Buddhist, but still observes the taboos. I remember being chastised for travelling overseas during this period as she considered it 'bad luck'. I'm quite sure the shadow person was not my aunt, as she wouldn't have caused any harm to us. It didn't feel at all like her. Furthermore, that shadow incident was a few days before she passed away.

My husband, Rex knows of two women who died of natural causes (at different times) in our building some time ago. Another woman died in a vehicle accident just up the road three years ago. Most of the time, I don't notice anything odd happening during the Ghost Month. But this year has been unusually active. My theory is that the pandemic has caused much pain and suffering to many people, which created much negative energy. Maybe it attracted a wandering spirit who came to make mischief, but was told to go away. I just hope it didn't go off to cause trouble elsewhere!

Stay safe and well over there in Singapore.
LadyMonticello in Night Knocker
Other things did happen around that time in our home. My mother who watched my kids was afraid and started bringing a 22 rifle with her when she stayed with my kids. The owner previous to me died tragically down the road in a motor cycle accident, that decapitated him. My dear mother had all my gorgeous pine trees trimmed 8 ft up all the branches so she could be sure no one was hiding near the house. Some how the anger my husband & I were going through had something to do with the ghostly activity. I did get a bible out and do a cleansing from the attic too the basement with my children we demanded whatever was there to GET OUT. In time My husband and I reconciled, the kids grew up & moved away. The ghost no longer bothers us. But it did happen just as I told it. Why did it happen, I will never know. I still live here in this country home... No children but 4 dogs to keep me company.
MrsRamsay in My Path Has Begun
I did just now go back and read some of her other stories and saw the native American reference. Also, your stories sound pretty good, I guess this one just sort of hit me wrong (mainly you say the kids don't want to come into your room, which I thought inferred they were afraid).

OK, I stand corrected and will know next time to get the larger picture! Must be that mom-thing kicked in.
LightMight in My Path Has Begun
I don't feel there's too much concern here. Spiritwaiting has connected Native American descent, there is nothing wrong with using amulets, altars, and anything else with getting in touch with a spiritual side. But this also goes for anyone getting in touch with their ancestral beliefs.
MrsRamsay in My Path Has Begun
I will join Negative Nancy. Guess you can call me Concerned Karen. Yeah, Karen, haha.
I'm concerned about a mom with children doing "rituals." Period.

My Path, it seems as though your path for now is raising your kids in a healthy, worldly world, and my concern is that you are disconnecting and focussing on your "altars" which, while I certainly appreciate your interest in your ancestry, could at the least take time away from those who need you and at the worst pull you into something you don't know anything about. It sounds as though you've made up your mind to journey around the world, but that can also be construed as a cry for help (from the perspective of a reader). Perhaps you should try and focus more on your life and not intangible and mysterious things? Absolutely no disrespect meant, only concern.

Upon proofing this, I realize I come off as judgmental. But I think when you have children you should put their needs first and I would advise my own kids that, because I love them.
Hi Sherm,
I just got off the phone with my 29 year old daughter, who was distraught that she's so lonely. Her husband of almost 2 years told her just before covid (in Feb) that he wanted a divorce, so they quarrantined together for a few weeks until he moved out. Her Cali-based business used to have her traveling (a good job) but now that's all stopped, and even though we're in the south without shutdowns, she's feeling so isolated. I just want you to know that you are not alone. All I can do is tell you, we're going to come out of this and things will be ok, so hold on! We don't have a lot of patience these days. I try to take strength from historic events and our pioneer forefathers... Thinking of the hardships they experienced, and it helps me a lot. That said, I have had thoughts, dreams and not really voices in my head, but I know what you're talking about, and I'm a super normal mother of four, teacher and writer (hardly anyone thinks I'm weird, in other words, haha). I think part of the whole paranormal thing is that the spiritual world is always there co-existing with us, but we are always so busy we hardly notice it when parts of it bleed through (no pun intended). I'm not sure where the line between religious stuff and paranormal ghost stuff intersects, but since I started connecting dots in my own life, I've experienced things having to do with both, I think. Don't be worried, but always be confident in yourself and whatever religion you adhere to, be a good person and stay busy with productive things. Don't get too sucked into the immaterial, but don't be afraid, either. That's my small advice. And don't talk about it on a first date if you really like the person, haha. Stay strong! All the best, Ms. Ramsey
Hi BlossomLily,
Interesting experience you had there.
Honestly, I find it a bit weird on your uncle's part to take kids for a part knowing fully how Haunted that area was. To add to that, you mentioned that your little brother was super freaked out upon entering that particular alley and wanted his dad to pick him up but he refused to do so. Who does that? Sorry I'm not buying that.

Now in my opinion, it seems that you're trying quite hard to portray this story as true and make believe that mentioned incident was paranormal in nature.

Why I believe so? Maybe because there are many points and facts which which you failed to bring up in story and mentioned only when someone asked you something. So it obviously looks made up.

Again, I'm just putting my views. No disrespect intended.

[at] Tweed I honestly never thought about that but you're correct. We had a lot, and I mean a LOT of old trees there. All in various stages of life. In fact we had quite a few fall over but it was usually because of some storm that passed through. This time though no tree fell close to where I was standing. Not even during the next few days we were there after that. If it was one then it was further behind me past the edge of the woods and there were scattered tree limbs all over the place so it would have been hard to tell.
Wow - reading through all this has left me deeply confused. Cyber-bullying or depression or a combination of both? There was even some inference by the OP in their comments that the alleged cyber negativity was from this forum 🧐 I am guessing that the series of interactions in question would be these:

Granted, no one can truly get inside someone else's head to know whether they would be pushed over the edge by something that seems so unimportant to an outsider or whether they would flat out fabricate such a troubled saga.

If there has indeed been a life lost to the darkness of self-doubt and depression, may they and those left behind find peace. And if it is a very live mind manufacturing fantasy here, may it to find it's own measure of peace.
Nooo why would u want to grab the entity? Facepalm, its best to just cover yourself pray and pretend its not there
Oh a new one! I hate the 7th month, I'm christian but my parents always go into the taboos of what not to do, and even have to rush to take in laundry outside.
Hmm but if it was your aunt why would she cause pain to u?

Sometimes I watch US paranormal shows, like the more evil entities / demons would cause hurt.
Tweed in Night Knocker
I felt the same about this, more plot holes than Snakes On A Plane. Just turn the air conditioning on, they go to sleep.

It also felt much like those Hallmark dramas, daytime TV stuff.

But it's Halloween so it's to be expected on here.
Aliendewd in Night Knocker
Not to be too sceptical with this but a few things don't seem right with me.
You say you ran a bath, then closed the blind... You were IN the bath when the knocking started. Then you say you put your uniform on again before making your way to the still knocking door. So that's at least 3 - 4 minutes of constant knocking.
For me, if someone (as I would presume it to be) was knocking my door urgently, i'd be more inclined to throw a dressing gown (or Bathrobe to Americans) on, in order to get to the door quickly, even wrap a towel round me and get to the door. I certainly wouldn't get out the bath, dry myself off, then get dressed again.
Then once you've opened the door and noticed no one is there, you stand at this open door and phone your Mother (presumably on your Mobile) and proceed to have a conversation with her while standing at this open door with this feeling of doom and cold chill lingering? (not to mention, why take your Mobile to the door with you? It's not something I tend to take with me to answer my door).
THEN! Once your closet door has swung open, you CALL your neighbour to drive down to your house and shine his car lights on your home... But you were on the phone to your Mother, as you then say she spoke to you the whole time... 15 minutes!
Why did you not just make a run for the car with the outside lights on? I mean you'd stood with your front door open looking out all this time and then had to wait a further 15 minutes for your neighbour to arrive.
There's too many 'plot holes' in this story for my liking. It all makes very little since.
LightMight in He Brought Her To Me
What a beautiful dream you had 😭 Your dad must've felt that you needed to see your mother at least one more time. I feel the same, that visitation dreams are a powerful reminder of just how close we remain to people we've cherished and loved even after they've passed from this life.
OCGirl in Happened Again
Hola Haven

Thank you for sharing your story. I have also experienced the touch of a loving & unknown hand. On one birthday a few years ago I was awake in bed but just laying on my side when I felt this soft touch rub my leg, like you said, in a soothing way. My first thought was it's my mother because that's how she used to wake me when I was a child. ❤
Hi Baikeru,

I really enjoyed reading your latest story 😁 Welcome back

Fortunately nothing has followed you home! Dealing with a haunted workplace is a bit less stressful than having to deal with a haunted home, don't you think? Luckily you had a co-worker with you when most of the activity took place, still that had to be really unnerving to experience...

I once worked at an old hunting lodge, that had an attached restaurant, which was very 'active'. It had a reputation among the employees as being haunted; the owners were well aware of the activity too. As a closing manager, it was my duty to make sure the place was secure once everyone had gone home. On many occasions while closing up, I witnessed silverware, plates, and canned goods falling off shelves, lights turning back on, and doors swinging open by themselves. For my own sanity I would try to rationalize the activity, but after awhile it got to be pretty obvious it was something uncanny and creepy...

Most stores and restaurants usually have so much foot traffic and human activity happening on a daily basis - do you feel that the activity you experienced was residual, or do you think that it was intelligent? Some of the activity you described, such as the door opening and the alarm going off, does sounds as though 'something' was pranking you, or trying to get your attention. Do you know about any of the history regarding the land where these businesses are located?
Hi Dee J,

I admire the amount of thought you've been putting into the how and why of it all. Pretty much agree with Lost Voyage and yourself. I've never had it happen on this intense level, really glad of that though, doesn't sound fun! Well done to you for taking control of the situation.

I read the post you mentioned and did some reading about Rusty. While I was reading the other post about the ghost hunt I wondered if Rusty didn't appreciate being the subject of a ghost hunt. I mean, just seems a bit too soon to be treating the school as an attraction. So maybe the guy in the other post received a bit of outrage mixed in with everything else Rusty experienced in that spot. Maybe some of that got mixed with what you experienced too.

There's not a great deal of info on Rusty the person, at least I could only find records of what happened and obituaries. So it's hard to build a picture of who the young man was/is. But I can't imagine any heartbroken young person wanting to scare people, not really. I'd guess it's the only way he knows to communicate what he probably wished he could have whilst living. Guess the best way to help a tormented soul would be with forgiveness from those he needs it from. But since that's pretty unattainable for random people who didn't know him, the next best thing is probably to send him back positive thoughts/feelings if/when you ever feel overwhelmed by him again.

Thanks for sharing.
[at] The_Lost_Voyage_11 - Thank you for the comment! I am glad you took interest in my little encounter!

I agree that you don't really "NEED" seances and such to interact with spirits, but I think that those are mere tools to help "FOCUS" the connection and interaction more. Just like how you can say a prayer without any tools but lighting a candle while doing so helps focus the prayer more. I think it's basically the same concept.

It is quite spooky yet amazing to know that spirits are always around us but everything in the universe is like a big spectrum of energy. In the physical realm we are bound by time and space but that doesn't exist on the spiritual plane.

That said, spirits often pick out people who resonate with or are most open to their energy at a given point for whatever reason.

I think looking at it from a universe perspective helps us understand why spirits often try to attach themselves or reach out to certain people. It can be scary to experience that because we have a natural fear of the "unknown" but I think in due time as our information evolves we will come to openly accept the spiritual realm more when we realize that it is just two realms intertwined!
Sleeping-with-steve in Memory Lane
Hello Twilight1011,
I'm sorry that you have been having migraines. I have never experienced them myself but have heard it can be unbearable. You should visit the doctors. Sometimes stress can cause headaches and you sound like you are going through a busy time and perhaps you are stressed. I'm not a doctor and have no idea what could be wrong or what you need to do other than perhaps some meditation. I have heard that it can help with tension.
I can't wait to read your next post and what your hubby is going through. There was a time when your child spirit only visited you when your hubby left the room and now your hubby has paranormal visits too. It's a difficult situation for both of you.
I use Rookdygins cleansing method regularly. I find if I slack off, then I get visits or have strange dreams.
Thanks for getting back to me about your house guest, the child spirit. Poor thing must be very lost and looking for comfort.

Try and get some timeout for you Twilight1011.
Best wishes,
Miandra 😘 ❤
Lealeigh & Valkricry.

Sharing my experience and reading all the comments, made me remember and ponder about some details that got fussy after all these years.

To begin with, I should explain what made JR say that he had helped me finding a husband:

As I have mentioned, the company's central office was located in Mexico City, they sold clinical analyzers. There was a tech team that included several engineers in charge of installing and servicing the products; and a group of biochemists that would provide training to the customers at their own workplace. I was part of the latter.
The satellite offices were ran by a small team of engineers, when necessary, they would request the help of one of the biochemists, which meant this position involved traveling frequently.
So, he needed help one day and I was sent to help him.

"Did the two of you talk about your beliefs in the afterlife?"

Not really, but he mentioned a previous marriage that ended badly (his ex tried to stab him while he was asleep).

In retrospective, I imagine he might have felt a bit "responsible" for me meeting the man that would become my husband, perhaps he considered that I was marrying too soon and was trying to protect or prevent me from taking such an important step in my life without knowing enough of the person for whom I was ready to leave everything behind.

If such was the case, I hope that wherever he is, he is aware that the last 25 years of my life have been good.
Congratulations, Unquiet. You are the first author on YGS to scare me with a story. Many of the recountings here tell of friendly or neutral encounters, or even pleasant visits from the dead. The horrific stories can captivate and ensnare a reader but have not terrorized my soul. Now, I see more clearly. A shared experience drives the spearpoint home, and the memories emerge afresh like blood from a wound.

You have brought to mind, to the forefront of my mind, an experience that utterly terrified me when it happened. Now, 60 years later, the fear has returned, though, thankfully, not the paralyzing terror.

I remember resorting to silent prayer, though I do not recall what my mind spoke. I remember praying with the covers over my face, yet I do not recall how I managed that. I think it was just before I bolted to my mother's bed.

There was no temperature change that I recall, though at night the uninsulated room would quickly cool. This happened in Michigan and nights range from cool in summer to intolerable in winter.

Whatever raised that much fear in me was not benign. Beyond that, I have no idea who or what it was. I hope to never encounter it again. Having my memory refreshed is quite enough.

And the occult? Sometimes I think it chooses us rather than the other way around. Perhaps we had a passing encounter with one of its emissaries.

Twilight1011 in Memory Lane
Hey Miandra, it has definitely been crazy around here, I just can't seem to catch up on everything. Then on top of it all, I keep getting bad headaches, and the other day I got a bad migraine (which I never get) that really put me down for 2 days. I know this isn't the place for talk about our personal life problems like that, so I'll just leave it at that. I'll try to get my husband to help me send you an email tonight. As for your question about my submission I've been wanting to post here, unfortunately I still haven't been able to get around to posting it, but I'll do my best to try and get that done within the next week, so you and others can finally read it. As far as the child spirit, I haven't felt it recently, but my husband has been having something messing with him lately, that has become a frequent problem. I hate that whatever it is, keeps targeting him the way it has. It's weird how it only seems to mess with him though. I couldn't imagine having the experiences he has had happening lately, to me. It would have me terrified. I'll probably write about his experience too, in hopes that someone may know what to do, or why it is targeting him. I'll let you know soon when I get those experiences posted here. Hope all is well your way 😊
The_Lost_Voyage_11 in Rusty Trying To Reach Me?
Dee-J, great story, thanks for sharing! I agree with you about being able to draw a spirit in and interact with them so easily, and you don't need seances and Ouija boards to do it! I too had an encounter similar to yours years ago and I was merely sharing a ghost story with a skeptical friend, when events began to unfold much like your story. I will have to get around writing about it on here, but it is nice to know I'm not the only one to experience this kind of thing. Sufficed to say I'm cautious now even when I read ghost stories or speak of them. Again, I enjoyed reading about your encounter, perhaps we'll hear more if anything else happens!
The_Lost_Voyage_11 in He Brought Her To Me
This was an touching account Suzy2, thank you for sharing it with us. It is always a wonderful validation that life goes on after we leave this physical plane and we are never truly separated from our loved ones. They are a-lot closer than we think.
Dear MrRiggs,

Your story did a satisfying job of describing the intensity of fear I felt that night, very similar situations indeed (however I was too chicken to get up and run).

Your "studying and assessing" comment adds quite a new level of horror to ponder. Whatever "it" was that visited was not benign, even the dog agreed. And it never progressed beyond the fear/ temperature change, so maybe it was assessing (shivers).

I've heard that when you look into the abyss, it looks back - I sometimes wonder if my interest in the paranormal was a beacon of sorts and the abyss took an interest (I don't engage in the occult, I just read a lot).

Here's to hoping that our dark visitors found us unworthy and returned from whence they came.

Lady-glow, how bitter sweet! This particular comment of yours; "
To be honest, I think we didn't have the time to develop a real friendship," grabbed my attention. Friendship status, like love isn't always equal. It's feasible he felt much closer to you then you to he. There's really no 'time limit' to it. Perhaps he really did love you, but not in the romantic sense.
That light sounds incredible.
Sometimes spirits that occupy an area just do not like visitors.
RCRuskin in I Am Not Insane
[at] Lady-Glow, I'm going to just guess here but we aren't giving him the help he wants, just the questions and issues that need to be answered.
Hi Salix, no it wasn't the Gap. That place has quite a reputation though. Newcastle is a big town / small city of its own a few hours north of Sydney with some cliffy parts along the coast that are maybe 10-15 storeys high.

You may be right, it could have simply been a spooky message to clean my room! All I can say is the experience was profoundly real, from the multiple sounds I heard a number of minutes before the sighting (when I suspected nothing unusual) to the unforgettable chilling look on her blank face staring right back at me when I confronted her.

I can add one more thing... My flatmate who saw the ghost on the second night had apparently had seen a particular ghost before as a child on a regular basis. Bear in mind that he saw something in the same part of the house the night after my experience, before he even knew of my experience... When he reported that he saw a dark figure go past the door in the mirror while he was shaving he was then told of my experience and replied "Oh no not again!". He went on to explain that as a child he would sleep in his father's room and they would regularly have a ghost visitor, an old lady from what I recall, and she would stand at the end of their bed. He mentioned that she made regular appearances so often that they gave her a name. As far as I know this occurred until his father passed away a few years later.

I've heard a few accounts of ghosts standing at the end of people's beds over the years or even sitting on the end of their bed. It seems to be a common location for these 'visitations' or whatever you might call them.

To reiterate, there we 2 individual sightings of a figure in black two nights in a row in the same part of the house and neither of us knew of each other's experiences until later. The very moment this connection was made and we spoke about it out loud in the house on the third night, the bathroom door violently slammed shut upstairs in the dark and there was no one up there. The door that slammed shut was the bathroom where my flatmate saw the dark figure walk past the door in the mirror, which was only a few steps away from my room.
Mr Riggs - Thanks for reading and commenting.

I cannot accurately describe the light. It definitely was not what you would describe as full daylight. The best I can come up with is similar to early dawn when the sun has just started to rise and your surroundings become visible. However that isn't quite how it was and in fact it's difficult for me to liken it unto anything other than light, which it was! It's one of those scenarios where you actually had to be there.

Only my courtyard and outbuildings were visible and the light seemed to somehow reflect into the kitchen. All the other rooms were in total darkness, including the garden, front, back and side.

Nobody who wasn't present on the property that early morning could possibly have seen that light. This is quite a big property, 1985 square metres to be exact. The courtyard area is walled off with high gates on each side. Not even the street lights reach there. Anyone passing by would not have been able to see that area, light or no light.

I have to admit that I didn't get it although "I saw the light". (One of my favourite songs, sorry, I just had to say it!) I still really wish that I'd had the courage to open that back door. I so nearly did but my fear of scary humans prevented me.

Thanks to so many positive comments I now do believe that we are being protected. I spend quite a lot of time talking, in my mind, to whom I hope is a guardian spirit, or any good caretakers out there, and ask to keep us from harm in this house.

Why am I not surprised about what you told me about the witch doctor in Africa? Not all witch doctors are fake but unfortunately many of them are. Well I'm happy to hear that a good man was protected.

As far as the rubbish bin is concerned - well that was just the cherry on the cake. I was deep in thought when it happened so I probably jumped a foot high. No it didn't scare me, I recognised it for what it was and tried to connect it to the earlier event. After that I decided just to let it be. (Why are all these songs springing to mind? "Let it be"- Beatles, love it!)

I've had supernatural experiences since childhood and since life has gone on I can honestly say that our everyday spirit (that sounds as though their presence means nothing and isn't what I mean) doesn't bother me too much. I have in fact recounted a number of these events on YGS but still have a few up my sleeve.

I look forward to hearing from you again Mr Riggs -

Regards, Melda
I and my wife had a similar kind of experience tonight. Same dream same time... Someone tried to overpower us. She also had sleep paralysis!
Hi Melda.

I would imagine the time period she witnessed would have been 1700's, judging on her description of the dress of those she saw.
I gave perhaps a deeper insight into the history of the Houstoun Estate than was necessary but I felt the general history of the area was of some relevance, but yeah, certainly mid 1700's I would suggest.
Uphall in the 1950's-60's was a quiet village, so I wouldn't imagine many people would have been around the area at the time of her sighting. The area of Millbank is on the extreme West End of the village, beyond these houses is the Golf Course which is in the grounds of the old Houstoun Estate (and surrounds the grounds of Houstoun House itself), beyond that is a series of small holdings and then the village of Dechmont which lies a mile down the road from Uphall.
I would certainly say my Aunt had something, she saw several 'spirits' through her years (I think I touch on one of them in my Dechmont Haunting stories). Indeed many members of my family have experienced 'hauntings'. My Dad who was a Police Officer from the 60's through until the late 80's has experienced many things both while on duty and also in Civilian life, my sister too who oddly wasn't really a believer in paranormal despite what I experienced as a child had her own experiences while working in Milan as a Nanny. My late Mum also saw things particularly while in Dechmont. Various Cousins, Aunts and Uncles too.
The second story there was certainly one which disturbed me, as I touched on in a previous comment particularly with what I experienced in Dechmont as a small boy. The Cupboard thing seems a very common thread through many hauntings, it's that claustrophobia thing really, isn't it? Certainly I can recall my utter fear of the cupboard under the stairs in Dechmont, it was panic I felt. It wasn't helped that this cupboard was directly opposite the Livingroom door, so the thing was unavoidable.
Hearing the footsteps though takes it to another level. I've certainly never experienced a haunting where I hear footsteps, i've verbally interacted with spirits which is a very odd feeling I have to admit, but disembodied footsteps somehow seems far more sinister.
lady-glow in I Am Not Insane
The OP has decided to delete their account... I wonder why since they seem in need of help.

This is as odd a story as I have ever heard told. Not that I discount it, not at all. But it is difficult to wrap your head and hands around.

Starting at the beginning, I wonder if your awakening was not your usual insomnia. Could it be you were meant to see and experience these things? I think that is a possibility. Life does not happen in a vacuum, and there is such a thing as cause and effect. We may be looking at an intentional communication. Then the question would be by whom and why.

In the U.S. We have a slang term - Do you see the light? It is a way of asking if you understand. Put another way, do you "get" it. A person may also say "I've seen the light." That could be a religious reference or a statement made following solving a difficult problem. No matter the use, it means they have been illuminated or enlightened.

Perhaps the purpose of the light was to get your attention. The trash bin may have been the message. You may have a presence. It would seem, if that is the case, that it is beneficial and protective. After your armed robbery experience you have likely been the subject of much prayer. Perhaps this is message sent, message received and responded to.

There is a documented case in Africa about missionary doctors annoying a witch doctor through their medical success. Tribesmen were sent at night to kill the missionaries. The attempt failed because angels stood guard. Not only were the angels large and armed, they cast an unnatural light into the darkness.

Unnatural, no, let's say supernatural light, is commonplace in matters of Divinity.

Bringing us back to earth, could anyone else have seen this light? Perhaps a neighbor or early morning tradesperson. Maybe a patrolling policeman was passing by. And, did the light have a color or tint? Was it steady or did it flicker? Did it seem a natural light, perhaps like daylight?

Your moving rubbish bin is not so unnatural as we tend to think. Jubeele recently had objects move on her kitchen counter. I had the locked front door of my home slam open, startling all in the house. That was caused by the ghost of a teenage girl who once lived there. Your self-propelled bin seems the ideal way of getting the attention of the lady if the house. Message sent, message delivered.

There, now you have some additional thoughts to consider. They are only speculation and of no more merit (or less, I hope) than your other responses. This encounter does not strike me as a negative experience. In fact, you may have a friend keeping you company.
DarriuxDarkk in I Am Not Insane
Hi, I just want to ask a few questions if you can answer them for me.

1. Have you experienced any auditory hallucinations when you see these figures?

2. Have you experienced any tingling sensations, paralysis, or any tactile stimulations aside from seeing them?

3. I know you said it only happens every so often like twice a week, would you be able to tell me when you first started seeing these figures? If you see these figures, what were you doing or state of mind prior to seeing them? Were you like emotionally stressed, sad, excited?

I don't want to dismiss it as a real supernatural phenomenon but before doing so, we want to make sure you are ok because I am nurse and had experience with some patients with schizophrenia, they can be managed but without seeking professional help, it can get worse.

In regards to it being a supernatural phenomenon, When you said that these figures manifests themselves on broad daylight even showing behind your teachers, do you see if the teacher is somewhat bothered by it even by the slightest? I ask this because normally on any apparitions there is always an energy imprint left behind and sensed by normal people to a degree. Psychics are more in tuned to these energies so they see and sense them better than most people do, however it doesn't mean that normal average people can't. That is why there are some people even the skeptics, when showed with enough energy imprint from these apparitions can still experience a supernatural phenomenon themselves. They might dismiss it as a figment of their imagination or rationalize it but they still experienced it none the less.

If your shadowy human-bunny figures only manifests to you and other people in the room can't sense a little bit of presence, it is quite concerning.

Although I won't dismiss the fact that there might be some beings on the higher level of existence that most of us can't really interact or sense them at all and you might just be really gifted to sense or see those higher beings of existence.

Such higher beings are angels, I believe on them. As there are demons I believe there are angels as well.

Thank you and God bless.
Hi Lady-glow,

I enjoyed reading this. What happened to JR is sad but this didn't leave me feeling sad because he went gracefully into the light.

You have said that you weren't close enough as friends to warrant a visitation after he was killed; but you said this:

"At the end of the day, we spent the afternoon talking about everything while seated on a bench facing the ocean."

Did the two of you talk about your beliefs in the afterlife? If you did, maybe he was just trying to confirm your beliefs by visiting you.

My dad and I have talked many times about death to the point that I am sure that, whichever one of us dies first, one of us will visit the other.

- Maria


My paternal grandmother's first two names are Maria Gloria. I was named after her.
Hello, plume.

This is certainly a striking experience. You did not mention any activity before or after these few happenings; are you sure you don't recall any, either in your flat or in your area/neighborhood? And is there any more to what you learned about the 'suicide cliff'? I found this: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Gap_ (Sydney) but nothing else. Is this it, or was there something more local?

It seems odd (in my admittedly limited experience) to have such an acute manifestation with so few precursors or 'aftershocks', as it were. I don't mean to sound doubtful. It just strikes me as peculiar and I wonder if it is because you (and therefore we) don't have the full story.

It's awful that you were frightened but I actually found myself having a bit of a giggle over this- an older, unsmiling woman in black shuffling through your clothes and trash put me in the mind of a disgruntled housekeeper or motherly sort making known her displeasure at your "typical messy guy's room". Did you keep it any cleaner afterwards?
BlossomLily in Scratched By A Ghost
Hey Melda,
Yes, It maybe possible that he remember about the incident.

But talking to him is impossible as I said his mother doesn't allow him to talk to anyone in our family and also he and his family are not close to us anymore as they used to be when I was a kid.

I would rather investigate about that area myself if I go there.
Wow...I've got chills down my spine. To have her actually lock eyes with you and point towards the lake...eesh. It's like she just needed to let someone know what happened to her. That poor woman. I'm really curious to know if other people have seen her, or if she only appeared to you, because you're a writer, and she knew you'd be able to tell her story. Thanks for sharing that fascinating and poignant experience.
BlossomLily - It is very possible that your cousin does remember the incident but, like you, thought that he wouldn't be believed.

Take a long shot and ask him!

Regards, Melda
BlossomLily in Scratched By A Ghost
Yes, I didn't had any proof at that time as the scratches didn't appeared immediately, so I thought it was foolish to discuss this incident with anyone.
It is up to you to believe this or not, I do not force anyone to believe my experience.

I never went to Calcutta again to attend any other wedding or event after my Uncle's wedding. So, it's been 12 years since I went there.

Unfortunately, I never got the opportunity to discuss this with my little cousin as his mother didn't allowed him to talk to anyone in our family for whatever reasons. I never talked even on phone with my cousin in these 12 years after coming back from Uncle's wedding. He is 18 now and he probably won't remember that incident I am guessing as he was too young and he has changed a lot too in personality as I got to hear about him from other relatives and cousins.

When I strain my memory back to that incident, I remember more of it like, I remember my two brothers who were on front chattering, they said that they felt someone touching them. And they thought It was my little cousin as he was behind them with me. But I did not see my little cousin touching them. I don't remember exactly whether they were pushed or not.

I think the area/alley was haunted as I did overheard my relatives talking about the area/alley because they asked my cousin's dad of where he took us for a walk, and he told them about (this particular area, I don't remember the name), and they were talking about how haunted that area is.

If I ever go to Calcutta again I would definitely inquire about this alley/area and will update my experience.
lady-glow - Perhaps JR did visit his wife in her dreams which might have distressed her deeply. Your reaction then might caused him to realise that it was time to move on. I hope this happened and that his soul is now at peace and where it belongs.

Well met G-L-O-R-I-A! I thought this might be your name. My godmother had the same name and was also often called Glo, except by my mother who always called people by their full name.

Look after yourself LG...

Regards, Melda
meinmein in I Am Not Insane
That is different:o. Never heard or saw creatures like that. Though I also experienced that, saw a shadow and I forgot, then suddenly remember that after. But they are not following me. I don't know what you mean "at night", do you mean, they followed you in your house?

I just see shadows without faces... Though I will not be surprised if those really exist, because I once saw something unexplainable chuchuqamiqmim1w8j2iaji2ma.
Humans have visible shape, but she, she's kind of blurry. Her face is blurry, saw no eyes, just skin color and hair and white dress, and something is in her head, maybe it is a veil.
I know very well everyone in our house. And we have a gate, so others can't easily enter without permission. And the thing is, she doen't have a face. I am very scared that I didn't check it out if it is a person. I also told that to my family, and they will let me know if somebody came to visit, but no one.

If someone has not experienced this for themselves, they may not actually understand how utterly terrifying it can be.

During the pleasant days of Spring and Fall I spent a lot if time in our large unfinished attic. It was the ideal place for a boy to read comic books, day dream or just nap in the old feather bed with down filled pillows. There was no quieter or peaceful place in our house.

One afternoon I fell asleep in the old bed. It was so restful and safe. "Conking out" is a good way to describe it.

I awoke after dark and was instantly intensely fearful. I was petrified as I felt the presence of evil. Though I could see nothing in the dark, I could feel it, what ever it was, watching me. Now, as an adult, I'd say studying and assessing is a better description.

I can't say if I was experiencing sleep paralysis or not. I was awake, terrified with fear, and wanted to run down the stairs to escape. I was just too afraid to do it. Petrified with fear seems an accurate description of my state. I breathed in silent, shallow micro-gasps, afraid it would hear me.

Finally I could stand it no more. I sprang from the bed and went down the 8 or 9 stairs with the speed if a sprinter, barely touching them on the way down. I ran into my mothers bedroom, jumped into her bed with her, and hid behind her. She thought me daft. I think I was 14 at the time.

What a few paragraphs can never convey is the intensity of the fear that travels to your very core. In that moment in time there is only you, and terror so intense that the mind can conceive of nothing else, that your reality is only primal fear and your involuntary responses to it.

I wish that on no one. That was me almost 60 years and the memory is indelibly stained into my being.

So, Unquiet, you have touched a nerve. That you referred to your fear as "extreme" is something I understand. Let's hope we don't encounter that kind of experience a second time. Once was quite enough.
Well, Unquiet, thank you for your kind remarks.

If YGS is to have credibility we can only write about real world experiences. Fiction benefits no one. Many people pass through life without ever having a paranormal experience. Some of us have just a few encounters. Others, for whatever reason, have had more.

My personal library of experiences seemed quite modest and of little interest. A bit of memory sifting revealed more possible encounters than I initially thought, though they are still quite small in number. My future submissions regarding ghosts will be minimal out if simple honesty.

I can say I'm a bit of an odd duck. I have clear pre-birth memories and remember the process of entering my embryonic body. I inherited a minor amount of my mother's substantial psychic ability. It has always been totally uncontrollable. I've also had at least a half-dozen out of body experiences and twice experienced remote viewing.

There are 3 experiences that are the crown jewels of my personal paranormal history. The most significant was a near death (like) experience that lasted 35 - 40 minutes, the second was an out-of-body experience so unbelievable I won't post it here, and the third is this story of my pre-marital encounter with an entity unknown.

If you find reading about this experience spellbinding, I wish you could have been the one in the driver's seat when this took place. "Spellbinding" is an excellent descriptive term that fit my behavior in the encounter. "Taken in" has been the memory that stuck with me all these years. I assure you, it was not a presence that could be ignored.

Any knack I have with the written word is not of my my own making. During my near death experience I was told it was a gift to be used for good. I misused it and that was key in my being "taken back," which was a most unpleasant experience. I was scared then and I'm still scared. The prudent will be on good terms with Divinity, the imprudent will regret their behavior.

If it interests you, watch for my telling of the dream that followed my wedding, and of what followed. The big picture should make more sense than the encounter told by itself.

Thank you for your comments, Unquiet. With a screen name like that I'll be watching for you.
Thank you for your comments. My daughter doesn't live with me; she was just visiting. I don't have any lights on a timer or via the Alexa. We haven't noticed anything else unusual; however this housing development was built on a car race track. According to the builder supervisor, there was a death during one of the races. That's all I know. Thanks again for your thoughts on this.

"I was just scared and felt stupid to discuss this incident, as I didn't had any proof at that time to present them that I was scratched by demonic entity."

So far, you have no proof that this was a "demonic entity", please do not think that I discarding your experience but, in my opinion, it's too premature to assume that what you encounter was a demon.

Have you tried talking to your little cousin about that day? I supposed that, if he too was scratched, his mother would have noticed the marks while giving him a bath. It's possible that he still remembers an event that shocking.

Do your relatives still live in that area? Do you know if they have heard of other people experiencing similar encounters in that alley? I'm sure the inhabitants of the alley would be talking about these encounters.

Now that you are older, this might be the right time to do some research on that alley and find out if there's an explanation for your experience.

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