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I would love for you to share your paranormal  experiences with me so that we can start a dialog and a great exchange of ideas. If you don’t mind sharing, I would love to hear from you. I promise to respond and share right along with you. Please note, this focus of this website is haunted locations in the United States but I will be expanding to other subjects over time.  However, if you have that unusual story that you would like to share, please do so n the comments section below. Thanks.

One of My Stories

Sharing one of my stories.

I had a strange experience that has happened to me twice over the last ten years. What is your opinion? Is there a reasonable explanation that you can offer?

One late afternoon, after paying respects at a military cemetery in Florida where my parents are, I was headed out of the gate in my car and, at the time, one of my sons was with me. It was a clear and beautiful day and we were surrounded by the solitude a military cemetery offers. There were very few visitors this particular day and we took our time admiring how well maintained the acres and acres of gravesites were.

As we headed for the exit gate, a male voice was was clearly heard in the car and it sounded like it was coming from the car’s radio. The radio was actually off at the time. We could not understand anything that was being said and it happened so fast, lasting about 10 seconds. I was stunned! My son heard exactly what I had just heard. It was very unnerving and I did not know what to think at that time. There had to be a logical explanation, yet, I could not come up with one. A voice in the car leaving a cemetery? That was unsettling to say the least. I was really afraid that something was in the car and that this entity would come home with us.

Sharing my cemetery experience.

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The second time that this happened to me, flash forward 7 years. My husband woke up with chest pains one night and we both headed for the car to the hospital in La Mesa, California. This would take less time than waiting for an ambulance, not to mention the outrageous transportation bill we would have received, even with insurance. About one half of the way there, the radio turned on and we heard voices across the radio waves for approximately 20 seconds. I was so concerned about my husband’s well being that I forgot about the experience until the next day. I can offer no explanation. It was creepy and disturbing. Afterwards, my husband had no recall of the incident but I certainly did. Once again, there was no logical explanation that I could come up with. Has this ever happened to you?

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56 Comments

  1. Robert Makoske

    Hi Donna, I was reading a few of the stories that you have posted, and the ones that caught my attention are the stories of possible contact with evil or demonic forces. My sister and I were terrorized as children by dark forces following our Dads early death. In my entire life I have never heard a story like ours, and I have spent a lifetime trying to forget it. So has my sister Kelley. We were witness to some truly horrifying things, and the worst of them we experienced together. No one has ever believed this story, and I don’t blame them. To believe it would question everything. If you ever want to hear what happened, email me. I will close with this, Whatever terrorized us preyed on children, and was insanely evil. My take? Maybe when someone dies and goes to the other side, the door they exit makes it possible for bad things to get back into this world. I don’t know, no one does, but this is a true, witnessed story of the supernatural, if you want to hear the rest, let me know..Thanks, my name is Bob

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    1. Donna L

      Hi Bob,

      I just sent you an email!

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  2. Kegan

    So idk if this is still a managed sight or not, but I came across it and have been wanting to get this mess of my chest. In 1999 my sister, mom, and myself moved up here to (Indiana) from Alabama. I was 11, my sister was 5. We left Alabama because my mother was in a what I call abusive relationship, not physically but emotionally and mentally. Anyway my grandmother, aunt, cousins, and great grandmother all already lived up here at that time. We packed a Uhaul one day while the guy was at work, and we took off for Indiana, my mom had already arranged it with my grandmother and aunt that we would stay with them for a bit in my great grandmothers home in a small little town called Morristown IN. My great grandmother had passed away a few years earlier and so my grandmother and aunt moved into her now vacant home. It was a small house, and by small I mean two bedroom, one bath that didn’t have a shower just an old iron tub, surrounded by cornfields in every direction. The house was old concrete/cinder block and had a giant oak tree in the backyard. We arrived in mid summer July I remember it was after the 4th but I don’t remember exact date. So living in this tiny OLD two bedroom single bath cinderblock house was my aunt, my mom, grandmother, two cousins, my sister, and myself… Cramped to say the least, but we were always a very tight knit family, the way I put it is we followed eachother around like a band of gypsies. So we start getting settled into the house, a few months into us being there one evening I over hear my mom and aunt talking in the kitchen with my grandmother, my grandmother is telling them about how before my great grandma passed away she (my grandmother) was there visiting/taking care of her (my great grandma). She said my great grandmas hospice bed was in the living room, with her laying in it, and my grandma was in the kitchen cleaning up lunch dishes. My great grandma called for her to come into the living room, so she went to her bedside and my great grandma asked my grandma Genny, who were those two men that just walked into the first bedroom there? This immediately startled my grandma and she said mom idk I didn’t hear or see anyone, great grandma said two men in brown suites and hats just walked into the first bedroom I watched them. So my grandma being a widow and alone there with her elderly sick mother went and got my grandfathers revolver, and proceeded to call out that she had a gun and that if someone’s there they need to say so and come out of the bedroom. No response was given so she said she repeated the command a couple of times, then proceeded to walk over to the door to the room, she walked in and the room was empty, she checked the closet and looked out the windows (which didn’t open like normal windows up and down, they cranked out and in. Nobody, no signs of anyone etc. so my grandmother assumed my great grandma was seeing things due to her age and being close to passing away. Idk how or why they were talking about that, or why Convo was started just know what I heard. Now a few months go by and it’s getting closer to Christmas and my mom is a decorating freak, she goes overboard. She got this trait from my grandmother.. now, a majority of the decorations that are being put up are my great grandmothers and my grandmas decorations, and I’ll add this my moms a candle freak also.. scented candles ALL the holiday scents etc.. so my mom has scented candles in every nook and cranny she can find to set one in this house. One particular decoration was a red plastic (see through red plastic) Christmas bell that back in the 60/70s when it was purchased apparently would flash red and play jingle bells, it according to my grandma hadn’t worked since the 80s. But she kept it because it was something my grandpa had bought and it was “still a cute little decoration” this bell had been hung in the doorway/walkway between the kitchen and the living room by a nail on the doorframe. We (everyone living in the house at the time) all went to crackerbarrel in a town called greenfield about 25-30 mins away from the house. We went and had dinner and stopped at the local wall mart to get groceries. We arrive back at the house around 8-8:30ish, open the front door and one by one step inside.. I want to give you a visual as to what this house layout on the interior is. When you walked into the front door, you’re standing in the living room, immediately to your left is a bedroom, if you took maybe 8 steps into the living further and look to your left is the second bedroom. If you continue straight through the rest of the living room you walk into the kitchen, one step into the kitchen and if you look left you see the bathroom, take a step toward the bathroom and look to your right and you’re in the back of the house where the washer dryer water softener and back door is. Now back to the front door, we all start to pile in the front door, and immediately the adults stop and fan out in front of us kids, idk why yet but I do know from behind them I can hear a weird ass almost broken ambulance siren sound coming from the kitchen area or living room area, I push past my moms arm to see what they’re looking at, and the previously mentioned red bell that “no longer works” is swinging around in a circle on the nail it’s hung on flashing and broken ambulance sirening out the sound. My grandmother starts to cry, my mom and aunt start praying out loud and begin backing us kids up back out the doorway. We pile back in the two cars and go back to greenfield and stay in a hotel for the night. I don’t think any of the adults or myself got much sleep that night my cousins and sister were 3-4 years younger then me slept pretty much without a problem seemingly. The next morning the adults called into there jobs and said they wouldn’t be in that day, my cousins and sister stayed with my mom and aunts cousin who lived in greenfield, the adults piled into one car and after me asking to please go with them they reluctantly allowed me to do so. We arrived at the house before noon I believe and went to the front door where my mom and aunt prayed over all of us before we walked in, my mom and aunt both carrying there bibles went in then I followed and my grandmother beside me, nothing, no noise no sounds no crazy ass bell goin nuts, just normal old house. We went room to room looking for anything out of place anything differently then what we could recall the evening before we left for crackerbarrel, and everything seemed normal. A couple weeks go by and we’re not having any issues no weird experience no noises nothing crazy, we make it through Christmas and the new year nothing. Now about mid January my aunt and grandmother decided they were going to look for a house cuz things were just too cramped at this point, mom had found a job but wasn’t making enough yet to be on her feet somewhere she’d have to pay rent and utilities, and food etc etc.. monthly cost of living. So my grandmother was going to let us stay there til mom found better work or until we were able to move out. It took them about a week or so and they found a house about 8-10 miles up the road from us, and signed a lease moved out about week after that. So we’re near the end of January and it goes from 3 beds in this one little room (the first room on the left when you walk in the front door, down to two now. My sister and me sharing that room, mom sleeping in the other bedroom closer to the kitchen. Again we haven’t had any issues or incidents since that night in December so we or atleast myself I’d not thought too much about it. One of those out of sight out of mind kinda things. Once my aunt grandma and cousins moved out we brought our furniture from the storage unit we’d been renting since we’d been moved up here, which was great cuz I was one of those weird kids that liked sleeping on the couch in the living room rather then my bed in the bedroom, idk why, just a weird habit, that truthfully drove my mom nuts. But it was just one of those things. And we had the perfect “napping” couch! So anyways one night about 2-3 weeks of us being in the house alone we’re kinda making it our “own home” mom finds a better job at a place called fruedenburg (I think that’s how you spell it.. idk) only catch is it’s 3rd shift, so it’s now my responsibility which isn’t a big deal cuz I’d done it plenty before down in Alabama to watch my sister of an evening after school, and to make sure we both are up ready for the bus of a morning. No biggie I got this. So the weekend before mom starts her new job she offers to take my sister and I out to eat on that Saturday evening cuz she was gonna have to sleep Sunday afternoon cuz her shift started at 11pm at the factory. So we go and get something to eat and then go see a movie, we get back home about 11pm walk in the door, and if you remember earlier I stated my moms a scented candle freak, we walk in to, not every candle in the house but a large portion of them.. the ones in the bathroom, the ones in the living room and kitchen majority were lit. Mom immediately turned to me asking if I had lit them before we left, and I said no ma’am, so she started turning lights on throughout the house checking each room and the back door and windows all locked and not broken, so that night mom and I stayed up in the living room, her reading her bible, me having a mini meltdown in my head trying to process what was going on and swallow the fact that starting tomorrow I was going to be at this house at night with my little sister by myself, I’m pretty sure she could tell that was in my head pretty heavy too cuz she said maybe during the week I can see if you and Lexi can stay with aunt m and grandma while I’m working. And inside I’m like YES! Make that decision! But outside I tried playing it off like no we’ll be ok, it’s not a big deal. Surprisingly for about 2- 2.5 months there really wasn’t an issue nothing happened there were nights I stayed up to the point I couldn’t keep my eyes open any longer and I’ll admit we slept with the closet light in the bedroom on and door closed. But didn’t have any issues. And this is when I had my personal alone experience, it was a Saturday night, my mom was home, I was laying on the couch in the living room, fell asleep relatively quickly, and as odd as it is I remember I was dreaming about skateboarding cuz I was at the time pretty big into it, I assume that’s why I was dreaming of it anyway, I was skateboarding in a large city, idk what city, but it was empty other then me, almost like abandoned seemingly, and at some point in my dream I kept falling down I’d hit a rock or a curb or just trip and fall off the board, in the dream. The last time I fell off the board, I jarred awake, and I was laying there on the couch in the dark staring at my feet, I blinked a few times and turned over on my side from my back, closed my eyes and no sooner did I close them I felt the couch thud at the foot of the couch, I opened my eyes immediately looking down there cuz it almost was like someone kicked it at the base on the wooden part but not super hard so first thought was my sister walked into the living room and bumped the couch, I strained my eyes to see looking for her or just looking in general, nothing nobody there, and about that time my heart started to beat harder, and my face got hot, and then the foot of the couch lifted up off the ground idk how far wasn’t super high up, maybe 8-12inches I’d guess, and it just dropped back down, and then again, I pulled my feet up to me into a ball, and tried to scream, now when I say scream I mean if noise would have came out I woulda screamed like a woman getting attacked, but I was pushing out so hard my voice cracked and nothing but air in a high pitched whistle sound came out of my mouth, and I tried 2-3 times to move and I couldn’t I was frozen I wanted to move but my legs and my torso wouldn’t budge it lifted up and dropped again, finally after what felt like minutes of me trying to move but I know was only a few seconds I rolled off the couch and ran straight into my moms room turning on the light, crying like a small child, and tying to explain to her what just happened in between sobbing. Now I’m a big guy, I was a big 12 year old was big as a child, I’ve fought in Iraq in the army infantry, I’ve been shot at, I’ve had ieds go off on my truck, I’ve been mortared and rocketed, and I have not felt that intense of fear since that night when I was 12. (Birthday was in November) soon after we moved out of that damned house into the town of Morristown, we lived in town for about 2 years then moved to greenfield, I still live within 30 mins of Morristown and I sometimes drive by that piece of property where all this happened, the house has since been torn down as well as the big oak tree is gone, and a nice new home has been built on the property, set back further off the road then that house was. I know I found arrow heads in the fields the house was surrounded by, but idk if it was just something in that house in particular or if it was on the property or what. When I got out of the army I joined a paranormal research group named CIPS, because as an adult those experiences captivated me, and made me have questions I wanted answered, I’ve since experienced a lot of odd happenings and unexplainable situations. Which I can share if you’d like to hear them. But thank you for allowing me to vent this, I very much appreciate it, kinda therapeutic.

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    1. Donna L

      Thanks for sharing your history and experiences. Very interesting! Feel free to write here at anytime. I’m guessing a long gone relative was trying to get your attention!

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  3. Paul

    Here’s my experience, most of these stories, if that’s what you wish to call them are written by the same person under different identities. Pretty much all these stories have the same style of grammar and follow various patterns, and appear to have the hallmarks of you “Donna” let’s see if you leave this comment posted. Why don’t you just make practical use of your imagination Donna and write some fictional ghost stories in book form, you may even make some money.

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    1. Donna L

      Well, aren’t you a ray of sunshine. I couldn’t care less what your think. You’re a rotten person. Congratulations. By the way, if you wish to continue this harassment, “PAUL” take note that your computer IP address is captured and easily reported to law enforcement. Things must be rough in Maidenhead, UK for you to spend your time attacking people. What a loser.

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  4. Unknown Author

    I have always had paranormal experiences. As a child I would see dark shadows cross by me in many directions; I once sat a tall shadowy figure that was wearing a cloak, and even hearing a woman’s voice call my name from behind me, feeling the right side of my body get cold while my left side was hot. As I’ve gotten older, the experiences continue to happen, but I’m not scared of them anymore. I feel as to have some kind of connection to the spiritual/paranormal side. As crazy as this may sound, but there is no other way to explain it, after so many things experiences in my 35 years. In a point of my life I was very intrigued in learning as much as I can about the paranormal, but noticed that the more I did this, the more experiences I would have. I thought that the only wY to stop it was to stop my research, bless where I live, etc… After doing all this, they continue happening. I came to the point to accept this connection I have to the spiritual/paranormal, and continue to live my life as always, unafraid of what I’ve experience, and what I continue too.

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    1. Donna L

      You definitely are sensitive and it’s great knowing that you are at peace with your gifts.

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  5. Jessica griffiths

    My experience happens a few months ago, I think I’ve had other experiences but only two really stand out to me.

    The first one happens over a year ago I’m not sure what time it was but I know it must of been really early in the morning because my room was pitch black but I was asleep when suddenly I felt a tug on my arm, you know that state when your not really asleep but your not awake I was in that state and i felt it so clearly, someone was tugging at my arm but there was no one there, I remember I was sweating and I remember siting up straight and yelling out “Jesus Christ is my saviour.” I can’t explained it but it was me speaking yet it didn’t feel like it was me, I don’t know if that makes any sense but afterwards I went back to sleep straight away but not before this feeling came over me it wasn’t a bad feeling but I was like a warmth went through my body, I didn’t think much of it I just though I was having like a meltdown or something until the next morning I was takin a shower and on my arm I noticed two scratches like someone had scratched me, I first thought that maybe I had caught me arm on something but there is nothing on my bed or even by my bed that could of resulted in these scratches, it’s not the first time scratches have appeared on my body without ant cause or reason for them to be there.

    My next encounter happened a few months ago, you see our house is currently under construction and my bedroom was being done so at the time all that was in my room was a wooden floor and my mattress, so it’s early in the morning properly around 5ish It’s a weekend so I’m not in collage that day, but I’m woken up one morning to what sounds like my door being opened, I open my eyes slightly still drowsy with sleep, then I hear what sound like animal paws running across my floor at first I thought it was our dog who had pushed my door open and was coming to give me morning kisses, because she had been know to do that, but then I felt this warm breath on the back of my neck I remember it so vividly again I thought it must be our dog breathing on the back of my neck, I still remember the heat of the breath on the back of my neck it probably only lasted a few seconds I was about to turn over to shoo my dog away when all of a sudden I felt something hit my shoulder very hard, I remember freezing, not ever daring to turn around I just laid there completely motionless in shock, I still remember the feeling even now, my shoulder ached for a good half a minute that’s how hard my shoulder got hit, after a few minutes of processing what happened I pulled to cover over my head and tried to go back to sleep the ache on my shoulder still present. I asked everyone in my house if they had come into my room and hit me but they all denied it and to they were all downstairs when the incident occurred, I doubt I will ever forget what happened even till this day I can still remember the force of the hit on my shoulder.

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    1. Donna L

      See if you can find a local psychic medium or local paranormal group to come in and do a sweep of the house. There is something there that is targeting you. Keep us posted. P.S. Many will do the house cleansing for free.

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  6. Jordan

    I’ve had quite a few paranormal experiences in my life. I have a strong intuition, and as a kid I would dream of two buildings being hit by a plane. Then September 11th happened and the exact image of the second tower being hit was the image in my dream. I was just a third grader. Aside from this, I just have a sense of knowing when things will happen. It’s difficult to explain and isn’t always consistent. I have always heard the sound of a woman calling my name. I would run to see what my mom (the only other person in my house) wanted, and many times it wasn’t her calling me. Mom used to say it was my great grandmother watching over me. But who knows. We moved into my grandparents house during my teen years. I lived in the room where my other great grandmother died. In fact, the bed I slept in was the bed she died on. That bed would always get extremely hot right in the center and only in the center. This was in South Texas so the AC was always on. I had a little long haired chihuahua who I grew up with. He slept by my feet, but on occasion he liked to jump off the bed and go sleep in my mother’s room. One night he was the only dog in my room. He was always the only one who would sleep with me. He jumped off the bed, and scratched at the door for me to open it. I opened the door and saw him run out. I even felt him brush past my leg. When I got back in bed I was shocked to find that he was there sleeping. He was undisturbed sleeping at the foot of my bed. Now I have 19/19 vision. Better than perfect. The lights were off but what I saw was a shadow of what I thought was my dog. And I felt him run past me. The weirdest thing is that later that year my dog passed away. I do remember though that when he was in my room sometimes he would bark at a particular corner of the room. The corner to the right side of my bed post. Fast forward, I’m in my early twenties and I start seeing a girl. The girl starts staying over consistently. She eventually moves in. We do what couples do in my room, quite a bit. I also have a new dog at the point. He also would stare at this same corner of the room and growl on occasion. Anyway, one night the girl and I are woken up by my lamp lighting up. This is a touch lamp. You have to touch it and it has three different levels of brightness. We are pretty freaked out but brush it off as an electrical issue in an old house. I unplug the lamp and we try to go back to sleep. Minutes later it comes on again. Right at full blast. There was no in between levels of brightness. It comes on full blast. I go over to touch it, and it turns right off. Another night the alarm clock in my room goes off randomly. I don’t use that clock aside from seeing the time. I never set any alarms on it. This happened a couple of times too. I don’t know if someone was trying to warn me (this girl was bad news), or if they weren’t happy with our conduct in the room. But that was all very creepy.

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    1. Donna L

      Thank you so much for sharing your interesting experiences with the readers. You certainly are sensitive to the spiritual world and your dreams about the Twin Towers are incredible. I wish you good luck.

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  7. Andrea Shaw

    I’ve had so many paranormal experiences that started when I was 8-10 years old but one of my most recent experiences happened back in September of 2018.

    On September 11, 2018 my dad passed away. He was on hospice and when the nurse came to the house, she declared his time of death to be 7:00am. Earlier that morning, it was around 2:00 or 3:00am, I had walked out of the room I was sleeping in to go to the bathroom across the hall. The door to the bedroom my dad was in was open and out of the corner of my eye I saw a black figure leaning over his bed. It was still there when I turned my head to get a look at it. At first I thought it was my mom in there checking on him so I called out to her and she said she was laying on the couch. I ran into the living room to make sure it wasn’t her that I had seen. She was wearing a white t-shirt, not a black one. I told her what I had just seen and she ran into the room to check on my dad, he was running a very high fever. When she came back into the living room, I told her that I believed it was someone coming to take him. That entire night my dog howled and moaned.

    After he passed, there were several things happen. Just a few days afterwards I was in bed and I had the bedroom door open, I could see the white bathroom door across the hall because I had a little light plugged in by my bedroom door. All of a sudden, the bathroom door was completely blacked out by a tall figure. I believe it was my dad because he was pretty tall.

    Another thing that happened shortly after he passed is that his cell phone (it still had service) started calling itself. And ok be night my mom called me into the living room and asked where his phone was because his Facebook profile had just commented on a post about life jackets (we actually live in what’s considered a flood zone). I got his phone and powered it on and got on his facebook to see what was going on with it. As I was holding it, his profile commented on that same post about the life jackets. I literally threw the phone across the room and after I calmed down some I took the battery out and placed the phone and battery in a circle of salt for a few days. I wasn’t trying to get rid of him, I was just so freaked out at the time.

    Also, during Christmas 2018, my mom took a picture of my niece and her face was kind of blurred in the picture but you can see a bearded face, we believe this to be my dad because he did have a beard. The pictures before and after that were clear as day.

    I’m not sure if this next thing is considered paranormal or not but it has me freaked out and a little scared. I was babysitting my little cousin, she’s two, and I had taken her outside to swing on her swing set. Every time I pushed the swing she would look at the sky and say “a door”..at first I thought she was saying “a bird” but she kept telling me no it’s “a door” so I asked her, “You see a door?” and she said yes. This has happened several times and I haven’t quite figured out just what this means or why she was seeing a door in the sky.

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    1. Donna L

      Very interesting! I believe he stayed around you for a while. The black figure/shadow is a common occurrence. You clearly are sensitive to paranormal experiences. Thank you for sharing your story.

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  8. Anonymous

    I have a strange experience with a shadow person. I will refer to it as Shadowman. I started to see this shadow person around 2014, and I thought it was a neighbor’s shadow at first. When I started to see the shadow often, I opened my window blinds to say “hi” to my neighbor, (we are good friends) when I realized nothing was outside the window. I went back to shut off my light and when I did the shadow was there again. Shadowman appears almost every night now, but he is not violent or angry. It seems I can only record him while I am looking at him. When I go outside the grass he was standing on is always dead. What do I do? Should I disturb him? Also: I live in Austintown, Ohio if that has anything to do with it.

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    1. Donna L

      A lot of people see these. Not sure what they really are. Personally, I would tell it to leave me alone and GO! Do you have a local paranormal group in your area? A psychic medium? You might want to contact them. Many offer services for free. good luck!

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  9. Kim

    Hello,
    I was hoping to get some insight to a paranormal experience I had as a child. When I was about 5 years old, my family moved from Maryland to Massachusetts where we lived in an old rental house until our new home was ready to move into. My younger sister and I shared a bedroom. One night I was woken by a noise and I rolled over and looked towards my sister’s bed to she if she was woken by it as well. When I turned over I saw a very tall, skinny, shadow man hovering and almost dancing around my sister’s bed. I watched for a minute or two before I decided to call for my mom. As soon as I yelled out for my mother, the shadow man ran out of the room and down the hallway. I will never forget how loud the floor boards creaked and matched perfectly with the shadow man’s steps. When my mom ran into the bedroom I yelled “There was a man! A man dancing over, Mila!” My mom searched the whole house and found no sign of a break-in or burglars.
    After we moved into our new home, we hired a Portuguese nanny who was very Christian. She repeatedly told my mom that my sister’s bedroom was haunted. Did this shadow man put a curse on my sister? Should she see a psychic? She has had a pretty good life– but I would definitely describe her as a dark person. She is worried she is cursed. I am not making this up—please help!

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    1. Donna L

      First off, Massachusetts has a very haunted history in many houses. Second: I believe you. Many people have had experiences withe shadow people and/or entities following them from one house to another. I would recommend looking into the history of the first house you lived in. If possible, see if there is a paranormal group willing to check out your home. Many will do this for free. It’s possible that something followed you from the first home. A cleansing may be in order. I don’t think it’s a curse, most likely someone trying to get a message across to you or your sister. Stay positive. Plant a nice plant in your yard dedicated to the unseen entity. Keep me posted. Thank you for writing.

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  10. Janine

    Hi..

    I’ve been living in bf’s house for a year.
    Before moving in, his TV channel has changed whilst he was sleeping. The remote was on the pedestal. I walked in on a different channel from what I left it on.
    We took out all carpets in bedrooms – put in laminated flooring. Since then we hear 1 or 2 footsteps at a time. Mostly early morning around 6am. Sometimes during the day too. It has a complete different sound from wood that expands and shrinks due to heat/cold. Happened in all 3 rooms. Bf said that gran died on the spot where I hear the footsteps and she usually got up at 6am…
    Bf’s mom visited for a month now after baby was born. Since she’s left, the footsteps are gone. Odd.
    NOW I hear noises in the ceiling. Its a typical sound of expansion due to heat/cold though. But it literally sounds like the noise travels to where I walk in the house.
    My grandpa is a reverent. He came to pray and bless the house, but he isn’t an expert on this kind of thing. His field is obv more of human-demonic posession etc. Still heard the noises after the prayers and blessing.
    We were terrified in the beginning. Now when we hear it we jokingly talk to whatever it is.

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    1. Donna L

      Not sure what this could be. I’ve experienced the same throughout the years. Stay positive and keep it light. Sage your house yearly.

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  11. SalimDZ187

    Hello everyone!

    First of all, I must say that what I experienced did NOT occur in the USA, because I live in Europe, also therefore, English is not my native language, so there might be some grammatical errors, but I hope you’ll still be able to understand my story.

    So, when my mom died 8 years ago, I moved in to my father (my parents fivorced when I was 6). This happened in 2010, when I was 12 years old. My father and his new wife, and her kid, and my half brother (our dad is the same, but his mother is my father’s new wife) lived in a small village not far from the city where I lived with my mom. I already visited the house where my father and his family lived before, while my mom was still alive, but only every second weekend, so I only spent 2 or 3 days there. I must say now that during these weekends when I was there, I never experienced anything strange or paranormal. Stuff started only after I moved there.
    Anyway, as I said, in the August of 2010, I moved to my father. The house was a two story house (groundfloor and first floor, there was also an attic, but we never used it because the stairs were missing for it, basically it was just a lonely trapdoor in the ceiling, note this because later this is going to be important).
    On the groundfloor, there was a garage, a living room, a bathroom, and a storage room. In the groundfloor bedroom, my father and his wife were sleeping. On the first floor there was a kitchen, another bathroom, a toilet room, and three rooms, one for each kid (me, my half brother and my stepmom’s kid). Also, a small corridor connected the rooms on both floors.
    One more important thing about the house is, that it once belonged to a policeman and his wife. The guy was an alcoholic and beat his wife many times, they had serious financial issues. My father rented the house from the guy’s son. He told my father that the policeman commited suicide in the house. He hanged himself, and he also killed his dog. The dog’s house was still in the back garden of the house when I lived there.
    The first strange things started about a month after I moved in. I started to hear sounds when I was home alone, or during the night. They sounded like footsteps or knocking sounds. Of course whenever I checked, there was no one who could be making the sounds.
    I also found closets and cabinets opened when I was home alone. For example, I was home alone with my half brother during a weekend (he was 3 years old back then, and he was sleeping in his room) and I heard the closets in the kitchen opening. I went there and all of the closets were opened. I closed them and went back to my room. 10 minutes later I heard them opening again. I went back to the kitchen, and of course the closets were open again. At this point, I was a bit scared, but I thought maybe it was the wind (looking back, it was a very irrational odea, but I could not guess anything else back then).
    I also noticed shadows or figures from the corner of my eye, or in mirrors.
    For example, I was walking towards my room, and I saw what appeared to be a human shadow looking out from the room of my stepmom’s kid. When I looked there, the shadow disappeared.
    I also had a strange feeling when I was alone in the house or in a room. I felt like someone is watching me, or someone is present in the same room as me. Disclaimer: I NEVER had any mental problems or paranoia in my life before, and I still don’t have since we moved out from that house.
    Very rarely (fortunately) I also felt a disgusting smell ONLY in my room and ONLY during night. I don’t know what I can compare it to. It was like the smell of a dead animal mixed with the smell of burnt gum.
    After a few months, I somehow got used to these strange things. Of course I told my father many times what I experienced, but he was quite skeptical. He always said “You just dreamed. Maybe it was the wind. Maybe it was some animals.” etc.
    During the nights, I heard footsteps. Almost every night. Either from the corridor outside my room, or from the attic above. As I said, we NEVER used the attic, because there were no stairs for it. So etimes I also heard footsteps during the night in my own room. My room had an old wooden floor, which creaked during every step. And I heard it creaking as if someone was walking on it, even though I was the only one in the room.
    The first really scary experience happened about 7 months after I moved in. One morning, my stepmom’s son (he was 9 years old at the time) asked me if I was in his room during the night. I said “No, why?”.
    He said: “Because a very tall guy came into my room at around midnight and he was just staring at me for half an hour.”
    I asked him to describe this person. He said he was black or grey, very tall, and he had no face. So no eyes, mouth, or nose. And after about half an hour, it just vanished.
    I knew it was something paranormal. It must have been connected to the footsteps and the strange shadows I saw and all the other stuff, but I did not want to scare the kid, so I said “Maybe you just had a nightmare, forget it.”.
    One night (this happened about a year after I moved in) I was not able to fall asleep. It was around 2 AM. I did not feel good, so I went out to the toilet. After I was finished, I started to walk back towards my room. While walking, I noticed someone standing on the top of the stairs. I looked there, and what I saw still gives me the chills if I think about it. It was a shadow or a figure, it was very tall and dark grey, and it had yellowish eyes. I got scared and I ran back to my room as fast as I could. I closed the door and I spent the rest of the night awake, with my lights turned on.
    The next day, in the morning we were eating breakfast in the kitchen with the family. My father said “There was a guy outside our window during the night.”
    I asked my father “What did he look like?”.
    He said “I don’t know, he was a bit dark, like he was wearing black or greyish clothes. He was looking through the window, but when I ran outside to the garden to see who was it, there was no one there.”
    When I heard this, I was shocked. For a moment, I thought I should tell my father that during the night, I saw the same figure staring at me on the top of the staircase, but I did not want to scare him, also I was scared that he might think I am crazy.
    A few weeks later, another strange thing happened. It was the end of May/start of June. My father noticed that the attic window is wide open. The only problem is that the attic window could only be opened from the inside. So someone must have to climb up to the attic to open that window. As I said, we never used the attic. So my father just grabbed a ladder and climbed up to the attic to close the window. We still don’t know who or what opened that window. It could not have been the wind, it was early summer, the weather was warm and mild and there was absolutely no wind. Also, during autumn or winter when there were serious storms with strong wind, it never opened.
    One night, during the same summer, I woke up at about 11 PM to the sound of loud dog barking. The strange thing is, that the tone and rhythm of the barking was repetitive. It was like you put a short sound effect on a loop, it repeated itself every 5 seconds. We did not have a dog, neither our neighbor had one. The barking went on for about half an hour, when all of a sudden, it stopped completely. Thinking back, I feel a bit guilty that I did not go out and check the source of the barking, but I was too scared with all of the previous experiences.
    Fortunately, at the end of the summer, we were able to move away from that house. This was 6 years ago, and since that, I never experienced anything similar. No strange sounds, no disappearing figures, nothing. To this day, I am still not sure what these things were. The only thing I can think about is ghosts. It could not have been anything else.
    Anyway, this is all I had to say, these are my strange paranormal experiences. Thank you for reading, I hope you were able to understand despite my grammatical errors. If you have any ideas or comment, let me know.

    Best regards:

    Salim

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    1. Donna L

      Thank you for your wonderful description of your paranormal experiences living in that home. I’m also happy that you were able to relocate. What an amazing story! I wish people would NOT kill their pets when they decide to end their lives. It’s so cruel. I’m wondering if that dog was communicating to you?

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      1. SalimDZ187

        You’re welcome. I also thank you that you let me post my story here despite it did not happen in the USA.

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  12. john f pitha

    I used to work as a tree trimmer for a company contracted to Massachusetts Electric Company. I was assigned North Adams Mass. I was to trim the trees away from the power lines. We knock on doors for permission from homeowners to trim. I was trimming Houghton street in North Adams and walked up to a stately house and knocked briskly on the door. Nothing. Knocked again and asked “Is anyone here?” Nothing. I turned to leave the enclosed porch and there was a loud knock from the INSIDE of the house on the door. I turned and said “Hi, wer’re just here to trim some trees……….Hello?…………..Nobody there. I peeked through the curtained glass and saw nothing. Turning again to leave the knock came again!! I thought it must be kids playing but I was really not sure. A Police car pulled up to my truck and chipper and an officer got out and said “What are you doing here?” I explained the situation and the noise and he kind of looked at me funny and asked “Do you know whose house this was?” I said no and he said I should look it up but the house is empty and use by the police association for functions. He said odd thing happen often because the house was haunted by the ghost of mr houghtons chauffeur. The chauffeur was driving Mr. Houghton and his wife and children to Bennington for an outing and the car went off the side of a steep hill, rolled and killed the wife and children outright and gravely injured Mr. Houghton. He lingered and died after a few days and the chauffeur killed himself. I trimmed the trees REALLY fast and I felt as if someone was watching me from the house. You can Google Houghtons name for the story. I probably got some details about the accident wrong but boy, is that house active.

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    1. Donna L

      What a freaky experience that was. Oh, Massachusetts has so many stories. I grew up in Connecticut so I can relate to what you are saying. I appreciate your taking the time to share with the readers.

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  13. Kristina

    I don’t know what to make of this, and your interpretation is appreciated…
    I used to work at a drug and alcohol/emotional trauma rehabilitation center for women. It’s important to note that all of my patients had undergone either psychological distress or drug and alcohol abuse, or both. I had one patient who claimed to see and talk to people who had passed on, and she seemed to know quite a few – hence the reason she was there. She also liked to abuse just about every drug in existence. She had been there a few days, and as far as I knew, because she was in rehab, she was sober at this point in time. My place of work was at a cul-de-sac of seven houses, six of which were used to house these women, and one of which was used as an office. One night, two of my coworkers and I let her into two closed houses that other patients had claimed were haunted when they were open, purely because she was curious, and we were all bored. We didn’t see any harm in letting her into these houses, since they were just houses, and since she was accompanied by three staff members (I stand corrected – we later got in trouble for this). In these two houses, she claimed to see “black mists” and “orbs”, strange sounds, and something following her once she had left. In one house, I, myself, saw a flash of orange light in one of the bedrooms, which she claimed was a deceased friend of mine. She was also able to describe his physical appearance, along with my coworker’s deceased grandmother. I had told her about him, but she was able to describe aspects of his physical appearance that I didn’t mention (i.e. his curly hair – I showed her a picture of him with a buzzcut, and she said, “I pictured him as more of a ‘mop head'”). The next day, there were a large amount of pigeon feathers outside of those two houses, and just those two houses. We knew there were stray cats hanging around, but it seemed strange that they would attack birds outside of those two houses in particular, the day after the patient had described supernatural experiences in them. The patient claimed that cats were very “in tune” to this sort of thing, and that’s the reason why they were outside of exclusively those two houses. I’m not sure what to make of this and, like I said, your input would be appreciated.

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    1. Donna L

      My guess would be that she is a gifted person since she accurately described people. She is probably self medicating because she is highly sensitive and has not learned how to keep spirits at bay that she does not want to talk to. Many people with gifts self medicate. Yes, animals are very aware of spirits. Tale a look at my latest article. Thank you for sharing your experience.

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  14. Mark

    I hear crows in the corner of my living room at night. It is so weird. I open the exterior door and check out side but it’s dark not even a moon and no crows but when I walk into the living room I hear them coming from the corner. You can stand by the corner and tell the sound is coming from there. I have a security device in corner that will beep if aexterior door opens and it also has a light that comes on if there is motion. I hid around corner and could see the light would come on indicating motion but nothing was in the room and it continued as long as I heard the crows. Then after about 10 mins the crow sound stopped and motion light stopped.

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    1. Donna L

      Every night? How long has this been going on? Is it possible that something is stuck in your wall? Very strange.

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  15. Stacy

    I was walking in the woods one night with 2 of my friends. We were at a bonfire (party). It was boring so we went for a walk. As we were walking through the woods we noticed an opening in the clustered trees. Something like a small field with a single large tree in the middle of it all. The moon lit the tree up. We walked to the tree and decided to rest. Then I heard my girlfriend cry she scrapped her knee. Me feeling concerned I bent over to get a closer view of her knee. As I bent over I noticed a glowing red in the corner of my eye. I felt something brush against my back. I sat up quickly and looked at my other girlfriend standing in front of me. Her mouth was wide open and her eyes freighted with disbelief. All I could see was red glowing on her face. I turned my head and seen this tall mass of red. But,I screamed and distracted it. So it ran through the woods. It ran fast as you could see red racing through the trees as the leaves divided. I asked my friend what did she see. She instead demanded to go home. We got a ride shortly after. As we sat in the back seat together with the loud muffler roaring away allowing us to keep are conversation private from others. I finally asked, Erica… What did you see???? She replied, All I know is that when you bent over there was a figure of a man glowing red, on fire. He was staring at you grinning. His eyes appeared to be on fire. When you stood up and screamed it raced away in to the woods. Till this day… She doesn’t want to talk about it. Pretty creepy!!!!!

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    1. Donna L

      That certainly is creepy. The woods are mysterious. I know, I live in the middle of the woods. Thank you for sharing your experience with the readers.

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  16. Nora Sayres-Mikesic

    This is my experience we’ve got a place Staple Bend Tunnel that was assumed to be haunted due to deaths of workers many yrs ago we went walking and as we approached the end looked dark and closed off to me my hubby said it wasn’t so we went in only a few steps in I asked him if he heard that I said footsteps turned no one we make to the end figured going back would be easy shortly in I ask him again if he heard that said what I heard a psst like someone trying to get my attention.Turns out a young Forest ranger Samantha told us that many ppl here footsteps but the sound of getting my attention was new then she told the story how 3 workers got trapped and buried in between the walls.

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    1. Donna L

      What state is that in? Sounds pretty creepy! Thanks for sharing your experience with the readers.

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  17. Ruby

    Here’s my experience. Thanks for letting me share it because usually when I tell it, people look at me like I’m crazy. When my oldest daughter was 3 years old, we just got home from grocery shopping. I put a video on for her in the front room while I was putting the groceries away. I heard her laughing and talking to someone, so I looked out into the front room and she had her arms out like she was holding hands with someone and was spinning around and laughing having a great time. When I asked her what she was doing, she said she was dancing with “The Man” and that he wanted to play with her. She was not frightened in the slightest, rather she was having a ball. When I told her that I didn’t see anyone, she said these exact words to me, “Look out, Mom. He’s right behind you!” Every hair on my body stood up! We never talked about “The Man” again. Fast forward 4 years…now my 2nd daughter is also 3 years old. One night, she woke up screaming. I went running into her room and she was hysterical. She repeated over and over, “Mommy, the man, the man!” She said he grabbed her arms and held them out. It was the exact same manner my oldest daughter did when she was dancing with him years before. I couldn’t believe it because she wasn’t even born when my oldest daughter saw “The Man”. We’ve never had another visit from “The Man” since. That was 14 years ago. I, on the other hand, have been touched on the back and had my ankle pulled a few times. Always while I’m in bed and just about to dose off, not quite awake, but now fully asleep. No one believes me. I can’t explain it, but I know what I felt, not a doubt in my mind. Thanks for letting me share my story.

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    1. Donna L

      Thanks for sharing your experience with the readers.You might want to contact a local paranormal investigative team in your area to do a walkthrough of your home. Good luck!

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    2. Donna L

      It’s not uncommon for children to state they see people. Many of us have. I appreciate your sharing this story. Have you thought about having a paranormal team do an investigation? Many do not charge a fee. Keep me posted.

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  18. Harry

    Three of us heard very faint music chimes (much like that of a greeting card) coming from a dressing table. As soon as we tried to identify the ‘song’ the sound then faded. We again heard the same sound,later on, from a bedside lamp in another room!

    Any suggestions as to what this could be??

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    1. Donna L

      Where were you when you heard the chimes? Bedroom? How old is the house and do you know any of the history? I would definitely start there. Where did this piece of furniture come from? Same for the lamp?

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  19. Josh

    I was in the pink bathroom in the magnolia hotel When we heard a woman scream after that the doorknob started to turn after that we did more reaschearch and found out that a pregnant woman’s committed scuicide when her husband did not come back

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    1. Donna L

      That’s quite the experience and I can imagine that you were quite frightened!

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  20. Charlene

    I was at Shepherd University Shepherdstown, WV. I was staying in Shaw Hall with three of my friends from South WV. I was in my dorm with my roomate when we heard knocking from my side of the room. We had discovered the previous night that we can hear knock. Thinking it was my friend I knocked back. There was a knock on our door and our friend came in. She said she was looking for her roomate. I told her she was in her room. She said no, she was just in there. My roomate, Lauren, asked her if it was her who knocked. Alex, my friend, said no. She left and not 10 second later we heard another knock. Lauren and I look at eachother and she opens the door. There is Alex’s roommate asking if we’ve seen Alex. We tell her she was looking for her. She leaves then right after that there’s another knock and both of them are there.
    Later Courtney comes in to our room. We’re all sitting there laughing when we hear a knock from Alex’s room. We all look at eachother because no one is in the room. I hop onto my bed and knock on the wall. We hear six knocks. It does this three more times. Alex’s roomates leaves and heads to her friend’s room in a different hall. So the four of us just try to forget about what we just heard.
    After awhile I start feeling this drowsiness overcome me. I slowly fall asleep on my bed. But as soon as my eyes close I’m in the hallway. Alex’s room is at the end of the hall right across from a back stairwell. Note we’re on the second floor. Standing there is this black shadow figure. It wasn’t an animal, but it mostdefinately wasn’t a person. Scarred I run away from it, but it doesn’t move. During all this I hear a woman, in a sorta taunting voice, saying Riley. I suddenly hear my friends calling out to me. I open my eyes to see them all freaking out. I ask them what’s wrong. They all said I started having a seizure of sorts on my bed. Which is weird because that’s never happen before and I’m in perfect health. I decide to keep my expierence to myself. Later that night Alex and Courtney start freaking out, saying they saw a black shadow mix under Lauren’s bed. I start panicking and tell them my story. Later Alex starts tearing up and points at the end of Lauren’s bed. She said she saw a girl in pajama clothes with long blonde hair with her head bent. Not knowing what to do I tried to meditate and calm myself. I ended up back in the hallway with the shadow figure. I asked it who Riley is, and part of it drifted towards the stairs. I opened my eyes with a start and quickly stood up. I paced around the room when we started hearing draws opening in the room next to Lauren’s side. We automatically assumed it was Gwen, the girl who was sleeping there. This happened around 12:30 am. We all left and spent the rest of the night in Courtney’s room, without further incidents.
    The next morning Lauren and I went back to our room. I sat on the floor meditating when I was back in the hallway, but nothing was there. I went down another hallway but nothing. When I get to the intersectoin of the three hallways I see the girl Alex saw sitting by the spiral staircase. I crouch down and ask her if she’s Riley. She raised her head, and a scar from her forehead that curved along the right side of her face all the way down across her chest was visible. It was bloody and I snapped my eyes opening crying, shaking, and whispering incoherient mummurs, accorrding to Lauren. All I remember is her holding me. We bolted out of that room and I stopped at the stairs. I held tightly to the railing and walked slowly with Lauren in front of me and no one behind me. I suddenly felt two hands push me and I nearly fell if I hadn’t been holding on to the railing for dear life.
    We went to talk to Gwen and she said she didn’t go into her room until 3:30am. I never went back up to the second floor.
    I tried to do research and found nothing. Whatever is inside that building doesn’t want people knowing about it.

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    1. Donna L

      From what you have described, perhaps a local paranormal investigation team could provide you with information and assistance about the building. I thank you for sharing your experience with the readers. I wrote about shadow people and you can find the article in the archives. http://paranormalunitedstates.com/what-are-shadow-people

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  21. Jenine

    Hi— i have been a believer of the paranormal for quite a few years and have had my share of experiences. I haven’t seen much about shooting orbs and/or balls of light which is what I captured on video in my house on random occasions. It was accidentally discovered when i tried to videotape my cats one night. We are surrounded by two different very large cemeteries here in Sag Harbor, NY (better known as the Hamptons, Long Island) Can I upload it here?

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    1. Donna L

      Hi Jennie,

      You would need to upload a video attachment on your computer and can send it to donna@paranormalunitedstates.com and I can share it for you. Thanks.

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    2. Laura Vella

      Hi Donna ,
      I’m Laura from Toronto , Canada. I just decided to google “hearing marbles dropping ” and I came across your website. I live in a very old building , 60 years old-ish , My address being 666 , yes, not even joking! I have lived here for over 5 years now and in this 5 years I have had the scariest experiences happen to me, the first being hearing the voice of a ghost . I heard the voice of one of the women who committed suicide in my building. Lets just say it was the most horrific/creepiest thing I had ever heard and I actually got her recorded . It took me over 2 years to finally realize what I was hearing was a ghost . My spiritual medium sent her to the light and that was the last I heard of her. However, I had my scariest night ever not long after she was brought to the light . I call it my “poltergeist night” when I was awoken from a “dream” only to be being pulled off my bed and fighting for my life. I then saw something , what looked like a hand floating around while still in sleep paralysis , it was EVIL . It was as if something was not happy and I could feel the energy in the above apartment not feel right. For weeks after I was constantly being woken up in the wee hours of the morning to the sounds of foot steps ..it drove me nuts ! I was petrified to sleep with my lights off .
      I have heard so many things in this building but after that incident in 2014, things seemed to be ok. Then this year starting in March, I again had what I call another “poltergeist night” and my life was turned upside down for months with unexplainable things happening in my apartment. Now this is where your radio comment comes into play. 2 things that happened that creeped me out bad were -1. I would hear scratching come from my bathroom cupboard ( I dismissed it though at the time) and as I was in the bath this one night , I called my friend who I had just been with to tell her something. I was in the bath . The second we started talking SOMETHING intercepted the call and I have never been creeped out like this . All I can say is my jaw was on the ground as I listened to what I knew was a demonic voice. I lost the call eventually because I went to get out of the bath so I could get this voice recorded but the call dropped. When i called my friend back, I had no idea she had heard it too. She was beyond traumatized. The next thing that happened during this time was when I was on the street car and we had just pulled into the subway station. I was going to work, it was not that busy and suddenly this very weird voice came on over the P.A system of the street car. It was sooo weird and it was a male voice. All I thought was, “what the hell is this voice?” !! .. it was creepy and when I saw the bus driver get off the cart, I knew it was not his voice. Deep down I knew it was some entity . Some girl who was on it heard it as well and she kept saying , ‘what is that voice? what is that voice” ??… I knew what it was and she was freaked out . I have had so many other experiences and with all the research I have done due to this all , I have come to learn that I was dealing with a demonic entity attached to me . Although I now understand my life has been plagued my whole life by dark entities , so in a way , I am very grateful for these recent months as it has led me to seek and gain so much knowledge with this paranormal subject. But MARBLES , yes , I would hear them all the time being dropped from the above apartment. I have heard all sorts of things and one night at 12 am , suddenly what sounded like a drill shook me bad , as well moments before the scratching in my bathroom was very intense like never before. I knew it was this entity and the above apartment was vacant , because i had the split second thought of , “maybe they are renovating the newly empty apartment ” ?? but I knew that was not reality, it was 12 am but just for my peace of mind , I ran to the above apartment ( I had made friends with the previous owner not long prior because of the marble noises that were driving me crazy but he confirmed what I had known, he was not dropping anything nor would I even be able to hear marbles bc the floors are so thick!) .. anyway , I got up to the apartment and nothing but silence coming from it. I couldn’t even take 1 set of stairs back to my apt, I had to take the elevator and ran back into my apt so fast! .. I found an amazing man who has helped me understand this dark world, ROBERT BRUCE . Look into his books ! ..

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      1. Donna L

        Hello Laura,
        What an incredible journey you have been through and I want to thank you for sharing all of this information with readers of my website. You’ve lived in your place for 5 years and I am wondering if you are considering moving or do you feel that the trouble will follow you? I have written about sleep paralysis (Also known as Old Hag Syndrome) and people who experience this do feel terror and often see things. It’s quite common and I’ve experienced it as well as one of my sons. I will definitely look into Robert Bruce. Many thanks, Donna P.S. Here is the link to another article: http://paranormalunitedstates.com/beware-of-old-hag-syndrome

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  22. Cindy K

    I had something similar…The morning after my Father passed away, I was driving locally where I lived. While listening to the radio very low (filled with sadness) it slowly starts to become louder and louder. It really caught me off guard and thought instantly my Dad was reaching out to me, letting me know he was there. Owned that vehicle for 10 years and never had the same experience.

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    1. Donna L

      Hi Cindy–I appreciate your taking the time to share your experience. I believe that it was your father reaching out to you! Take care, Donna

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  23. Sandy Barron-Perrault (The Heart Whisperer)

    Spirits will find anyway they can to communicate with you. Every spirit has different levels of energy, some stronger than others so they communicate in different ways. I believe the spirit from cemetery communicated with you the only way that it could, through your radio.
    When I communicate with spirits, I hear them whispering in my ear and I can hear them in my mind. (I swear I am not crazy, I am just gifted with many abilities). I can also get a vision of what they looked like most of the time. Different spirits try different things to communicate.
    As for the second time it happened to you, it could be the same spirit that is somehow attached to you or it my be your spirit guides that were there to help you in your time of need. I don’t believe it was anything bad by what and how you said that it happened but I never say the words “not possible” so I will just say I don’t believe it was anything bad.
    If it happens again. try to communicate with it and see what happens. You can talk out loud, they can hear you. Good luck and I hope I helped you at least a little bit.
    Peace & love, The Heart Whisperer 🙂

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    1. Donna (Post author)

      Hi Sandy,

      First off, thank you so very much for taking the time to respond to me about my experiences. I really appreciate it! Also, do you have a website? If so, I would really love to follow you!

      Regards,

      Donna

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    2. Jenine

      I just had to comment about Cindy K’s story with the radio getting louder and louder after her father passed away. I am sure he was trying to contact you. My dad tried to connect with me again in a similar way a few months ago. I was also driving in my car and I was crying about something and I can’t even remember what it was now. The radio was on when this song came on that i rarely hear anymore. I am not sure of the name but my father died in 2007 and the song just came out that year. Anyway we both liked the song a lot cuz we had some rough times and the words kind of resonated with us then. The chorus went something like this: “aint nothin’ gonna break my stride, aint nothin’ gonna slow me down. oh no, oh no.'” So, yeah, I cried even harder when I heard the song…thanks DAD for making me cry even more…hahaha I just wanted to share that with you..it was a great way to connect. Oh, and one other thing–I read what the “Heart Whisperer” posted and she is quite right. BUT I wanted to let you know that while Sandy says she was “gifted” with being able to perceive spirits– I respectfully submit– that we ALL possess those “gifts” when we focus our awareness. We are all connected–all of us blessed and loved eternally

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      1. Donna L

        I agree with you. It’s a matter of paying attention to the signs that are around us. However, there are people who are especially gifted. Thank you for taking the time to leave a comments.

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    1. Donna (Post author)

      Hello,

      I just saw your comment and will take a look at the video. Thanks!

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  24. Munson X

    I have nothing to offer you! No idea what that could be. I tend to chalk things like these up to demons, but I have no idea why they would talk through your radio. Except to cause fear, maybe.

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    1. Donna (Post author)

      Who knows? Never did quite figure that one out. Thanks for the feedback!

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