I was just reading another thread that inspired me to ask have you ever been in a real haunted house or other location? I've done many of those ghost tours in various cities. I think they are all trumped up to be more than they are. However, I do believe I've actually lived in 2 different homes that were occupied by something we could not see.
The first home we lived in for about 5 years. I would say it's the place I had my first "paranormal exp" if you could call it that. I was standing next to my bed folding laundry in the middle of the day, and I seen a medium size dog walk past the door. I swear I seen the dog. I actually went out of my room, into the hall, and down the stairs looking for this dog (we did not have any pets at the time).....only there was no dog in the house. There were quite a few occasions that I'd hear what sounded like someone walking around my bedroom and the sound of someone moving things around on top of my dresser, it usually happened when my husband was downstairs. I would get so scared I'd actually hide under the blankets as a grown adult.
Then there was the thing that cinched it for me........we had just gone to bed I was laying on my side and in that state of just falling asleep. These series of events literally happened within seconds one right after the other. I screamed really loudly because I seen a full grown man standing next to my bed. He was dressed from the 1800's. He was just looking at me and then he was just gone. I couldn't figure out if I was dreaming or not, my husband was trying to console me, my son (then 12 yrs old) screamed so loud and some of the items on his entertainment center went crashing to the ground, my son came running as fast as ever into our room crying hysterically and dove over the foot board on our bed and right in. He was crying there was a man in his room.....my husband told us to stay put because he thought someone was in the house. He searched and the house was secure. He started questioning my soon, and the "man" my son described was exactly the "man" I saw next to the bed. I had never seen this "man" before and at that moment I still had not described him to anyone. Never had anything else happen there again, though we moved out shortly afterwards (which was not related to that night).
A few years later we lived in my husbands childhood home. As a child my husband refused to go upstairs in this home, and told me he always had the downstairs bedroom. He said something always scared him upstairs. Anyhow, we gutted the home and did a full remodel job. It turned out very cozy and we took one of the bedrooms on the second floor (my son took the one on the first floor). It didn't last long.....we ended up sleeping on a pull out futon in the living room many nights. There would be knocking on our bedroom door, only the door would be open and nobody in the hall. I'd wake up to hear people calling out my name and there would be nobody there. Christmas morning I was sitting on the living room floor watching my son open his presents and I seen a tall dark shadowy figure walk right through the kitchen down the hall. I got up to go see what I had just seen only there was nothing there. There was another day I was putting groceries away into the fridge and my husband was putting them in the cupboards, we were the only 2 home at the time. We both heard footsteps coming in through the mudroom and up the hall-- and a voice saying "hello, hello"......there was nobody there. I could go on....we had different TV's go on and off for no reason. No other electrical items would do this and even when we changed plugs it was always only the TV's. Cupboard doors would open-- even the medicine cabinet that latched shut and had to be yanked open. We'd close it, check it go back into the room an hr later and they'd all be wide open (w/ nobody else home). Probably the creepiest was my husband and I were going upstairs and you'd go up 3 stairs, hit a landing and turn to go up the rest of the stairs. Well, I was going first and he was behind me-- I froze in my tracks. At the very top of the stairs was a stuffed animal sitting perfectly placed. (I just got the chills typing it remembering it). Anyhow, we both were freaked and continued up. We put the stuffed animal back. This happened several more nights. We'd go upstairs and the animal would be at the top of the stairs. The last night it was there, my husband went up first and came running back downstairs screaming like a little girl. He claims he got to the top of the stairs and seen a full dark shadow that blocked out the lights and came right up over him and out the wall behind him. We never slept upstairs again....nor did we ever go up there at night again. We were big babies.
Prior to these things, I never believed in paranormal phenomenon. I blame my husband, I swear he's a magnet for it. We never talked about it much, but when these things started happening and I felt like I was losing my mind, he told me he's had these things happen to him his whole life.
I still sit on the fence, but I cannot dispute the things I've had happen. There was no explanation for most of it.
The first home we lived in for about 5 years. I would say it's the place I had my first "paranormal exp" if you could call it that. I was standing next to my bed folding laundry in the middle of the day, and I seen a medium size dog walk past the door. I swear I seen the dog. I actually went out of my room, into the hall, and down the stairs looking for this dog (we did not have any pets at the time).....only there was no dog in the house. There were quite a few occasions that I'd hear what sounded like someone walking around my bedroom and the sound of someone moving things around on top of my dresser, it usually happened when my husband was downstairs. I would get so scared I'd actually hide under the blankets as a grown adult.
Then there was the thing that cinched it for me........we had just gone to bed I was laying on my side and in that state of just falling asleep. These series of events literally happened within seconds one right after the other. I screamed really loudly because I seen a full grown man standing next to my bed. He was dressed from the 1800's. He was just looking at me and then he was just gone. I couldn't figure out if I was dreaming or not, my husband was trying to console me, my son (then 12 yrs old) screamed so loud and some of the items on his entertainment center went crashing to the ground, my son came running as fast as ever into our room crying hysterically and dove over the foot board on our bed and right in. He was crying there was a man in his room.....my husband told us to stay put because he thought someone was in the house. He searched and the house was secure. He started questioning my soon, and the "man" my son described was exactly the "man" I saw next to the bed. I had never seen this "man" before and at that moment I still had not described him to anyone. Never had anything else happen there again, though we moved out shortly afterwards (which was not related to that night).
A few years later we lived in my husbands childhood home. As a child my husband refused to go upstairs in this home, and told me he always had the downstairs bedroom. He said something always scared him upstairs. Anyhow, we gutted the home and did a full remodel job. It turned out very cozy and we took one of the bedrooms on the second floor (my son took the one on the first floor). It didn't last long.....we ended up sleeping on a pull out futon in the living room many nights. There would be knocking on our bedroom door, only the door would be open and nobody in the hall. I'd wake up to hear people calling out my name and there would be nobody there. Christmas morning I was sitting on the living room floor watching my son open his presents and I seen a tall dark shadowy figure walk right through the kitchen down the hall. I got up to go see what I had just seen only there was nothing there. There was another day I was putting groceries away into the fridge and my husband was putting them in the cupboards, we were the only 2 home at the time. We both heard footsteps coming in through the mudroom and up the hall-- and a voice saying "hello, hello"......there was nobody there. I could go on....we had different TV's go on and off for no reason. No other electrical items would do this and even when we changed plugs it was always only the TV's. Cupboard doors would open-- even the medicine cabinet that latched shut and had to be yanked open. We'd close it, check it go back into the room an hr later and they'd all be wide open (w/ nobody else home). Probably the creepiest was my husband and I were going upstairs and you'd go up 3 stairs, hit a landing and turn to go up the rest of the stairs. Well, I was going first and he was behind me-- I froze in my tracks. At the very top of the stairs was a stuffed animal sitting perfectly placed. (I just got the chills typing it remembering it). Anyhow, we both were freaked and continued up. We put the stuffed animal back. This happened several more nights. We'd go upstairs and the animal would be at the top of the stairs. The last night it was there, my husband went up first and came running back downstairs screaming like a little girl. He claims he got to the top of the stairs and seen a full dark shadow that blocked out the lights and came right up over him and out the wall behind him. We never slept upstairs again....nor did we ever go up there at night again. We were big babies.
Prior to these things, I never believed in paranormal phenomenon. I blame my husband, I swear he's a magnet for it. We never talked about it much, but when these things started happening and I felt like I was losing my mind, he told me he's had these things happen to him his whole life.
I still sit on the fence, but I cannot dispute the things I've had happen. There was no explanation for most of it.
