Supernatural goings on

MrStabbems wrote: »

Goosebumps are response to certain hormones (which would account for the strange feeling). Cats vision is best out the periphery of the eyes so he probably wasn't looking at where he was staring.

As you can tell I don't believe in the supernatural.

Come to my house. I'll make you a believer lol

I'm not a believer...or a disbeliever...
I don't know and I'm fine with that

I hear "people" calling my name sometimes when I'm all alone...Clear as day, sometimes I even answer...because it sounds so real...but then remember nobody is there

I lived in an apartment for a brief period of time that seemed quite "active". Many times you could hear a jack in the box playing, followed by a quick giggle. Our bird's cage would be opened, but was too high for my son to reach and required a bar to removed completely to allow large door to swing open. One night I even told my son to "get back to bed" only to remember that he was at his father's house for the be weekend -- but I saw a little boy inthe hallway as clear as a bell!

My best friend thought that I was just "nervous" as this was my first apartment after my divorce and I was not accustomed to living "alone". She came to watch my son one evening whilst my grandmother was in the hospital and changed her opinion quickly! She said that she heard the jack in the box music and called out, "Who's there?". She said that she heard a child giggle, the verticle blinds started to sway and then the cockatiel started screeching as his cage door opened up! She heard the giggle again when she went to close the cage and said that the metal door was "ice cold"!

These activities never scared me; they seemed mischievous and child like. But once, when getting the mail, a neighbor asked me if I lived in the "upstairs apartment"? I told her that I did and she asked me if "Billy" had been "at it" again? I asked what she meant and she said that previous tenants always spoke of a "ghost boy" that they called Billy. She clearly had never believed them, but it sure made me curious!

One time, I was camping with some friends in a remote area in southern, mountainous Virginia...and we saw some rather unusual lights off in the distance. They began moving in a bizarre fashion...we suspected an airplane, but were stunned by some of the apparently radical maneuvers these lights were appearing to follow.

They suddenly descended lower and came towards us...quickly! Whatever it was passed overhead and there was a sonic boom.

It was awesome and terrifying.

It was probably a fighter jet I guess doing something at distance at such an angle that it appeared to be more radical than it was from our position...but all three of us were like WTF man...

In this house I rented a few years ago, it was very active! I would always hear a little girls voice calling "mommy". My children would hear it as well. One day when I came into the house, this toy couch came flying out of my 7 year olds doll house. We assumed the little girl spirit was playing with her toys. Then, one night while I was in bed, I heard two women having a conversation clear as day. One of them said, "who's that?" "That's not Margie." Scared me to death! Slept with the gun on my nightstand rest of the night! Lol! As if that would help.

Have at it.

https://youtu.be/6ro7x4MrPrg

The closest thing to a supernatural experience was something that I desperately hope was NOT a supernatural experience, and it was all just a weird coincidence because the alternative...I can't even. it was over a Ouija board.

When I was about 13 I was poking around in my grandparent's garage when we were visiting for a summer, and I found a Ouija board on a shelf. I specifically remember that the cardboard box flap had a rip in it, and when I pulled it down from the shelf, my fingers drew long, fresh track marks in the film of dust that covered the top. I pulled out the board and took a look at it out of curiosity.

Then remembering my parents' lesson to never play with them "never mess with stuff you don't understand or can't control", I decided that it had no place at my grandma's house. I took a pair of my grandpa's thick gardening shears and clipped the board into about 8 pieces. Then I put the pieces back into the box, and threw the box away in the next-door neighbor's trash. (I didn't want my grandparents to find out and then I'd have to explain myself for snooping and wrecking their stuff.)

The next day I was back in the garage, and in the same place as where I found the Ouija board, I saw a Ouija board box. One with a torn flap and fresh finger marks in dust on top. I opened it, and pulled out a single, unbroken Ouija board. I flipped out. I broke it in two over my knee, stuffed it back in the box and threw it away in the neighbor's trash again.

Now, I can't promise that there wasn't a second Ouija board set under the first one that I garden-sheared. I can't say for certain that there weren't two boards there in separate boxes to begin with. Maybe both boxes had torn flaps, and when I disturbed the topmost one it put marks on the dust on the second, and I just didn't see it until the next day. A part of me HOPES that that was the case, because the alternative explanation is downright frickin terrifying.

To this day I won't touch one, or even come near it.

MUDDAFLIPPING GHOST DOG

Now that I have your attention, here is my story.

I was laying in bed, on my stomach, I hear a dog at my bedroom door, nothing too odd, assumed I didn't shut the door.

I hear the dog walking around my bed, I can feel it shaking my bed slightly with each step(floor is a little springy).

It walks around to my head, I am facing away, I can feel it's breath on my neck.

I then look for the dog and find my bedroom door is shut and no dog inside.


Same thing happened a 2nd time. Except this time it didn't just breath on my neck, it jumped up on my back with its two front paws, I could feeling the weight of it pushing me down.


Ghost dog or half awake dream?