Have You Ever Seen A Ghost/Experienced Anything Paranormal

[rastahomie]

Four times in my life, I've experienced things that might, maybe, if you want to be generous, possibly be considered paranormal.

• About a week after she died, my grandmother (Mom's mom) called me on the telephone in a dream. In my dream, I knew she was dead, but it didn't seem unusual that she'd call me. There was a lot of static and her voice was faint (this was 1995, before everyone had cell phones), but very clearly she told me everything was going to be OK. It was a tumultuous time in my life; I'd just graduated from college, was flat broke, a relationship had just ended, and I had no idea what I was going to do with the rest of my life. Her call was very comforting.
• At the Dana-Thomas House in Springfield, Illinois, I felt like I was being watched. I probably was being watched - that place is a historical treasure with priceless art and antiques within, and undoubtedly docents and the security cameras were keeping eyes on everyone. But also, Mrs. Dana was into seances and spiritualism, and she's rumored to have not been very keen on leaving her beloved home, even in death.
• At the Winchester Mystery House in San Jose, California - also rumored to be haunted - I swear to the Flying Spaghetti Monster I heard the faint sound of a woman moaning (in a sad way, not the other way) coming from somewhere.
• At the Reubels Hotel in Grafton, Illinois (rumored to be haunted) and at a site in Alton, Illinois where [undoubtedly something terrible] happened (Alton is considered one of the most haunted cities in the country), I got photos of so-called "orbs." As a skeptic and a rationalist, I can tell you that "orbs" are properties of dust and artefacts of the photography process. As someone who enjoys studying the paranormal.... ghosts!

What about you, fellow DISers?

 

[BrianL]

I went to a spooky old mansion once and I saw 999 ghosts!

Actually, one time, driving through the woods late at night I saw that appeared to be a very large, all-white dog or wolf standing a the side of the road. He looked almost otherworldly. It could have just been a regular non-ghost animal, but I DID NOT stop to verify that and just kept driving.

 

[kimblebee]

My parents house has a ghost and I've seen her a few times.

I must be open to them or something because i can enter a house or building and sense if something is there.

I definitely see a lot of things out of the corner of my eye..feel things that others don't.

 

[NFLDERS]

Many, many times. So much so that it use to upset my mom that she did not have any experiences but, longed to. The most recent was yesterday. DH took me to the Casino to celebrate a milestone birthday yesterday. While there I had an overwhelming feeling of my mom's presence. I then noticed a nickel under the chair I was about to occupy. The date on it was the year she passed 2006.

I played the game then went in search of DH to share my feelings with him and, a small crowd had gathered around him; I soon learned why, he had 1,650 free games accumulated at that point on his favourite casino machine. While it took A. Long. Time. to play that through; the end result was $980. something. Do I think mom was there to share with us... you betcha!

 

[BlueStarryHat]

Oh yes. When we were kids, right after my great uncle died, three of us were sleeping (well, more like we were awake and joking with each other) in his old bedroom while the adults talked downstairs. We started loudly saying "Come and get us, Uncle Woodge!!" (That's what everybody called him). "Nyah, Nyah! Come and get us!" We were on the third "Nyah" when the lights in the room started flicking on and off. You never saw three kids run so fast downstairs in your life. The grownups thought we were nuts, but to this day I just know it was Uncle Woodge (who was a great jokester) having the last laugh on us.

 

[Lilacs4Me]

I just felt something last night. There was some kind of energy in my bedroom, and I ran down the stairs as fast as I could lol The cat hissed at me, then ran behind the couch and came around the bottom of the stairs where he stopped, tilted his head, and stared up the steps. I swear he felt/saw the same thing I did!

A few hours later, I had a dream where I was able to introduce my oldest son to my grandfather. My grandfather died in 1994 and DS was born in 2000. I am almost positive that *if* it was anything, it was him. I often feel as though he, and my aunt, are with me. I love when I dream about them. My dreams feel very real - the hugs, the smell of his aftershave or her perfume, the room we are in (it's almost always the family room in my grandma's house that all three of them lived in all through my childhood - my mom was the oldest of 7 and my aunt was #5, so she was still a "kid" living at home until I was about 12 or so.)

Other than this, I have had other things happen - mostly a feeling there is something there, lately a smell/scent. When someone close to me passes away, they come back in a dream a few days to a few weeks after and say goodbye.

On the day of my grandfather's funeral, we (my parents, siblings, and I - I was 18 at the time) left the house at about 9am and didn't get back until after 9pm. There was a single tealight candle burning in the window. Nobody had it it before we left that morning, and there was NO WAY that tiny candle would have lasted 12+ hours anyway.

I already described my experiences with my visits in the cemetery thread and what happened at my grandmother's funeral with the wind.

 

[Hikergirl]

Yes, but I am sure there really is a logical explanation for it.

 

[rastahomie]

I must be open to them or something because i can enter a house or building and sense if something is there.

I must be the opposite of whatever that is. I've been to some of the most [reportedly] haunted locations in the country, and have come up with Jack Squat. I think in the paranormal community guys like me are called "nulls."

 

[DawnM]

I am not a believer in ghosts per say, but I had an experience that I believe was given to me.

My favorite aunt died of breast cancer about 3 years ago. We were close. She got breast cancer 30 years ago but beat it and we thought it was gone for good, but it came back 25 years later, with a vengeance. But for those 25 years she was very involved in her local breast cancer chapter and wanted people to donate to breast cancer after her death instead of flowers, etc.....

I was adopted at birth and always wanted to know who my birth mother was. I just thought I would never find out. I hired someone to look 15 years ago but dropped it after dead ends.

imagine my surprise when, about 6 months after my aunt died, I got a call from my adoption agency telling me that my birth mother was looking for me and asking if I would be willing to share my information!

And guess what? She had had breast cancer.

It was just an overwhelming feeling that my dear aunt had had something to do with that reunion.

I miss her so much.

 

[rastahomie]

I am not a believer in ghosts per say, but I had an experience that I believe was given to me.

My favorite aunt died of breast cancer about 3 years ago. We were close. She got breast cancer 30 years ago but beat it and we thought it was gone for good, but it came back 25 years later, with a vengeance. But for those 25 years she was very involved in her local breast cancer chapter and wanted people to donate to breast cancer after her death instead of flowers, etc.....

I was adopted at birth and always wanted to know who my birth mother was. I just thought I would never find out. I hired someone to look 15 years ago but dropped it after dead ends.

imagine my surprise when, about 6 months after my aunt died, I got a call from my adoption agency telling me that my birth mother was looking for me and asking if I would be willing to share my information!

And guess what? She had had breast cancer.

It was just an overwhelming feeling that my dear aunt had had something to do with that reunion.

I miss her so much.

What a touching story! In some cultures, the dead and the living occupy the same space, and this story certainly seems like an example of that.

 

[smokeyblue]

I was 13 years old and was attending a CCD class in the basement of the Catholic church. My classmate's mom was the teacher. It was our last class and she let her daughter bring in her Ouija board for us to use. I'm pretty liberal, but even now well into adulthood, I think this was not a good idea. We asked all kinds of questions and tried to talk to people we knew who had died. My classmates were trying to talk to someone who had died in a not so good situation. At that moment there was a huge bang and the power went out. It may have been a coincidence, but it was so freaky!

 

[AquamarineSteph]

After my parents moved out of their house, they let my other half and I rent it from them. When we decided to move out, we took one last walk through to say goodbye in a way to the house where I'd grown up. I swear I saw what looked like blood coming down the wall in my old bedroom. The only reason I mention this (rather than deciding I'm crazy as a loon) is because my other half saw it as well. This was pre cellphone days, so I didn't have a camera handy to take a photo.

But it was almost like the house didn't want us to go...

 

[sunshinehighway]

I've had a few experiences that are hard to explain. I'll share one. About a week after my dog died, he was 14, I was home alone and at the top of the stairs. I heard a sound that was exactly like him walking around the bottom of the stairs. It was so odd but I know that was the sound I heard.

 

[My2Qtz0205]

Maybe.
When I was a teenager, I was spending the night with a friend who lived in an old house. Her friend had cats, and a couple of rocking chairs. As we were getting settled for the night, I noticed one of the rocking chairs rocking by itself. I looked around, but did not see any evidence that a cat had touched it.

A couple of years ago, we toured a 1600's era plantation house that is reputed to be haunted. I did not tell my kids this because I didn't want to scare them. After we got home, my daughter talked for weeks about the lady in the white dress in the bedroom. She said she could only see her feet and the bottom of her dress. I finally asked the docent via email, and she said that my daughter's description did match up with other guests' accounts. I do believe my daughter saw a ghost that day!

 

[manning]

My grandmother died in the late 50s. All though we were close thoughts of her faded. in the early 90s I had colon cancer. About a month before I had any signs of having it I was getting repeated dreams of running to her and she kept pushing me back. After the operation the dream stopped.

I lost my mother when I was born. When I had open heart surgery I was a nervous wreck. Before the operation I felt a kiss on my check and somehow felt it was my mother. After that I became calm.

 

[WDWBarb]

Just recently - weird stuff at my house. One of my dogs, my chihuahua, has been battling cancer for a year now. She has a type of cancer that won't spread, won't kill her, but will eventually cause her so much pain that we'll have no choice but to let her go. This has been a HORRIBLE experience for me. We did palliative radiation to make her more comfortable and extend her life. She has a hard time in the middle of the night; it seems to be when the pain is the worst. So she wakes me up at 3:30 a.m. almost every night to comfort and hold her. A few weeks ago, after she settled down after her 3:30 attack, she got up and went to the end of my bed and sat there, attentive. I thought she must be hearing an intruder (I mean, it's 3:30 a.m. - I'm thinking "there's someone in the house!") so I sat very still, listening. Nothing. Then I realized that she was looking from my bathroom door to my bedroom door, her head moving back and forth. She did this for quite some time. Then she started to slowly wag her tail and prance on her front feet, just like she does when she sees someone that she wants to pick her up. I just stared. Then she started to whine her cutest "pick me up!!" whine. I started to get creeped out so I reached down and grabbed her and put her beside me. She looked at me like I had done something incredibly rude and trotted back to the end of the bed and started whining to her invisible friend again. This went on for a long time. I finally got up the nerve to tell whoever was visiting her that if they were there to take her, they better take good care of her and lover her like I do.

A few days after that, I am brushing my teeth, getting ready for work (I go in much earlier than DH so he's always asleep when I am getting ready and when I leave) and the bathroom door opens quickly about a foot and then slams shut. I saw it in the mirror and the shower curtain moved with the force of it. One of my other dogs was at my feet and jumped up at the sound. I finished brushing my teeth and then went into the bathroom and asked DH (it's just the two of us, plus the dogs) if he needed something (figuring he started to come into the bathroom and then realized I was in there) and he said, "You woke me up to ask me what I needed? Are you crazy?" So I asked him why he opened the bathroom door and slammed it and he assured me that the only time he had been awake that morning was when I woke him up. Again, I was suddenly sure there was someone in the house, so I grab flashlight and start searching. Nothing.

Very weird.

 

[meliss8599]

I have a few:

It was the end of a ski trip and we couldn't find my daredevil brother. We looked for him for a while before we finally saw him coming down one of the slopes. When he finally reached the bottom, he turned around and said, "Bye! Thank you!" We asked him who he was talking to and he replied, "The lady in pink." He did end up having a concussion, but to this day ~20 years later, he still swears that the following happened to him: He was on a black diamond hill, got off course, and crashed into a tree in the woods. When he awoke, the "lady in pink" helped him up, got him back to the slope, and traveled with him all the way down to us. When he was safely with us, he says she traveled back UP THE SLOPE in her skis. Three of us watched my brother come down the hill all by himself, but he says that if it weren't for that "lady in pink", he would never have found his way out of the forest and to us. While I don't believe in ghosts, I DO believe in angels and feel this was one.

At the time my jokester grandfather passed away, he was living with my parents and brother at my parents' home. My brother was his favorite and my grandfather played a few "tricks" to let him know he was still "around". When no one else was home except my brother, there were pennies thrown down the hallway and a basketed floral arrangement from my grandpa's wake was put in the middle of the hallway for my brother to walk right into when he exited his bedroom.

Very recently, I was having a hard time with the decision to put our 15 year old lab down. It was time, but I don't believe animals have an afterlife so I felt horrible "playing God". Soon after her passing, I started taking a video of something on my phone when an orb came from the side, flew down and then up and right next to my face. I only saw it on the phone video in real time, but never saw it in real life. I've never seen an orb before and I've never had them in my pictures so I like to think it was our dog letting me know she's doing alright.

 

[Squirlz]

I have a post lamp by my driveway, and back in 1990 it had been out for a while. It has a photocell switch and I figured the bulb was burned out. Didn't matter much to me.

So one of my cats died. One year later to the day the lamp came on and stayed on all night then never came on again. Pretty strange, especially considering he wasn't that smart of a cat.

 

[low-key]

I think it would be so cool and exciting if I believed and experienced these things, I dont but I like to read what ya all say

 

[Jennasis]

Yep. Our house was haunted when I was a kid. Mom heard people whispering behind her or touching her hair. Lights would turn on and off by themselves. The hairdryer turned on by itself....unplugged...in the hall closet.

There's more, but I'm on my tablet now and it's too hard to type.