mostly ghostly

Originally Posted by DollfieDreams
+If you hear 3 knocks and no one is there, it usually means someone close to you has died. The superstitious call this the 3 knocks of death.

Uh-oh. Seriously, I just heard 3 knocks, and no one was there! :rotfl:
 
Because of the amount of paranormal activity my family and I have witnessed, I am very superstitious....I've seen many things myself, and my mother has, too. It's like I'm a magnet that draws ghosts out and stuff, because a lot of "weird" and "unexplainable" things happen to me and others when they are around me.

Here's a story that happenned to my parents that is 100% true...

When I was a really little baby, and it was around Christmas-time, my parents bought me a little stuffed animal, called a puffalump. When I was being baby-sat by my aunt, they were sitting at the dining room table, wrapping gift for me. All of the sudden, they both heard this horrible voice, talking in a language they couldn't understand, and then the voice made this evil laughing sound. My parents looked at eachother, and went to look and see if any tv's were on in the house. It turned out that everything, including all the radios, were off. My parents just thought of it as just some weird coincidence that they both heard it, and went on with what they were doing. Over the next few weeks, stranger and stranger things began happening. There would be white "spots" on the walls that hadn't been there before, and they would dissappear after a while, and there would be cold spots in different room of the house. My aunt and her daughter, who was about 5 at the time, came to live with us for a while. One night, while they were there, Sarah, my aunt's daughter, started doing very bad things, like she was possesed or something. She tried to stick a fork in a light socket, and even threw a Bible on the ground and began stopping on it. Our dog, Pepper, was also acting weird...she would bark all the time, and growl for no apparent reason. My mother and father started getting very uneasy, so my mother called our priest. She thought that he would think that she was crazy, but he took her very seriously. He told her to hang crucifixes in every room, and that he would do and exorcism on the house. When the exorcism was taking place, they took the stuffed animal out of it's packaging, and a baby bracelet fell out. After burning the doll and taking the bracelet to the authorities, my priest told us the most likely reason why the bracelet was in there. He said that it, and the stuffed animal, had probably been used in an evil ritual of some kind, and then returned to the store. The only person who hadn't been affected by this incident was me, and my room never had white spots on the was, or cold spots in different places of the room. My parents and I believe that I wasn't harmed because of the fact that I was still an infant, and God protects babys completely until a certain age, because of their innocense.

Well, that's the story. If you don't believe it, that's fine with me, but I promise, that it is the truth.
 
Kim89 said:
Well, that's the story. If you don't believe it, that's fine with me, but I promise, that it is the truth.

trust me darling, i believe you. if you ever mess with tarot cards (which i highly suggest you dont, because of my foolishness and dappling into the unknown, i regret it) there is a specific card in the deck, that if turned upside down, it signals that the person is a chanel of energy, used by beings to pass through from other dimensions. i got this card. mirrors are also dimension barriers.

....but of course it could be a load of crap...but i dont take things very lightly anymore..><;
 

I think that ghosts can go inside me, because when I was at my house alone with one of my friends, we were on the computer, then all of the sudden I woke up and found myself on the floor, my friend was pale white and said I just blanked out and then fell.
But all I remebered was feeling cautious, nervous, and timid.
I think this is what the ghost in my house felt.

Another time was when I was with my parents and I again blanked out.
I felt anger, and hate.
When I was back to myself my parents told me that I was mumbling in a language they didn't understand.

But whenever I wake up I see a speack of white light and I am always cold.
I think the ghost likes me and is curios about me
 
DollfieDreams:
About tarot cards, yes I have done them before, and they really are not something to play around with, I know. I acctually used to be a Wiccan (a form of Pagan, for those of you who don't know), despite the fact that I was raised on Christianity. I practiced Wicca for about a year, but I started getting scared, because things started happenning that I wasn't comfortable with. So, I converted back to Christianity, and I am very happy with my choice. Needless to say, my parents were, too.
 
Kim89 said:
DollfieDreams:
About tarot cards, yes I have done them before, and they really are not something to play around with, I know. I acctually used to be a Wiccan (a form of Pagan, for those of you who don't know), despite the fact that I was raised on Christianity. I practiced Wicca for about a year, but I started getting scared, because things started happenning that I wasn't comfortable with. So, I converted back to Christianity, and I am very happy with my choice. Needless to say, my parents were, too.

i did the same thing and i highly regret it. i still suffer through the after affects. i see and hear stuff. stuff that im not supposed to. its really scary at times. but ive come to cope with it. my baby nephew, whos three this halloween, well..is a halloween baby. he sees stuff. i know he does. i mean im not a psychic but i do love and read everything i can on sylvia brown. i do dapple in astrology, ghosts, paranormal phenomanons, and the chinese zodiac. i also study dream theories and explanations. i figured since ive already dappled in wiccan...why not dapple in everything else? *sigh*
 
When I was about 3 years old my great grandmother died...It's funny that I can hardly remember anything from my young childhood, but I remember this ver betum...I was at my great grand mother's funeral and I remeber I was wearing a little velvet black dress that I hated how it smelled...hahaha, anyways...I can remember wearing little white stockings and black mary-janes...I remeber this so well...

It was an open casket funeral and it was my turn to go up and pray (pray as well as a 3 yr. old could) So I told her that I would write to her and I wished she was still there with me to sit and eat corn with with at my grandma's house. Then I sat down with my family again until it was time to leave. I was talking to my cousin (then 9 yrs. old) when my mother picked me up and told me it was time to go; now when I was a child I NEVER cried, like absolutely NEVER, and if i did something was deffinately wrong....so I start throwing this HUGE FIT, and my mother is just like "Oh my god what hunny, its ok, grandma's going to a better place now" and I just kept trying to squiggle out of her arms and kept screaming and crying "No, no I dont want to leave, I'm not done yet, I'm not done yet!"

So that night I was sitting up in my room with the lights on, and it was probably around 3 A.M. I decided to pull out and empty this blue cardboard starage container my mother had me keep my toys in. I climbed up my closet shelves and grabbed the box and began to fill it with all my favourite toys. I then started drawing on the box with orange marker "To: Great-Grandma From: Lauran" (but it didn't quite say that because I was only 3 and it was the essence of that...you get the point) My mom comes in and says "What are you doing up Lauran? Why aren't you in bed?" and I told her "I am filling this box with all my toys to give to great-grandma so she'll remember me" as in I wanted that box to be buried with her :earseek: LOL

So my mother just says "Why don't you just write her a nice note to be buried with her" and so I went to bed and after my mom left I got back up and wrote my letter, it was mainly constructed of scribblie pictures but I wrote it. I told her about my cats and my girbils and such.

So anyways HERES THE POINT...

After writting the letter I taped it on top of the box in hopes that they still would burry it all together with her...I went to bed...suddenly in the night I was awoken because I thought I heard my mother calling my name, so I opened my eyes and right in front of me stood my great grandmother...she looked exactly how you'd think a ghost would look, somewhat cloudy, yet slightly tinted blue and translucent. She was wearing this pink outfit she used to wear with her mink shaw and pearl earrings. I just starred at her, I wasn't scarred, I just looked at her and put my hand out. She said '"go back to bed" in a gentle voice and I did.

The next morning I was downstiars playing with my wooden kitchen set in our living room when my mom comes down and hugs me and says "I thought you were going to write a letter to great grandma" and I say "I did" and she says "Where did you put it?" and I said "On top of the blue box" and she says "I just looked hunny...it wasn't there" and then I just looked at her. I remember anything else.

But a few years ago the memory snaped into my head one day and I asked my mom if she believed in ghosts and she said she didn't want to talk about "that." So finally I just say "Have you ever seen a ghost?" and she doesn't say anything, then I say "I think I have..." and she says "What?!" and I say "I remeber this happening when I was little, did this really happen?" and I told her the story and she started crying and was like "wow, yes it did, I can't believe you remember that"...but when i retold it I told her about how my great-grandma appeared to me and my mom was just like *jaw drops* :earseek:

phew, that was long! :umbrella:
 
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a ghost cat named Freckles
 
:cold: Woah ......DollfieDreams, I was totally freaking out when I read your post. :cold: :shivers:

Not sure if this really goes but, anyhow, When lightning struck my house the other day, Me and my Mom were baby-sitting my 2 baby nephews. My Mom was reaching down to unplug the computer while holding my 3 month old nephew but, she turned to my Dad and said," I don't want to do this with him in my arms." And she handed him to my Dad. Sure enough, she got shocked and fire came out of the pluggin.
What was really freaky was, My Mom's big Brother died when she was 5 yrs old. :earseek: He was electricuted. :earseek: The day the lightning hit was the anniversary of his death. :earseek: What really freaked me out was, My Mom's brother's name was Buddy Carter....My Nephew's name is Barnes Carter.....Freaky!!! :earseek: :earseek: :earseek:
 
Not sure if this really goes but, anyhow, When lightning struck my house the other day, Me and my Mom were baby-sitting my 2 baby nephews. My Mom was reaching down to unplug the computer while holding my 3 month old nephew but, she turned to my Dad and said," I don't want to do this with him in my arms." And she handed him to my Dad. Sure enough, she got shocked and fire came out of the pluggin. What was really freaky was, My Mom's big Brother died when she was 5 yrs old. He was electricuted. The day the lightning hit was the nniversary of his death. What really freaked me out was, My Mom's brother's name was Buddy Carter....My Nephew's name is Barnes Carter.....Freaky!!!

Whoa...that is kinda freaky. Sometimes, I sense things, like I shouldn't do something because I had a bad feeling about it or whatever, but I always listen to myself when that happens, because I've been known to be able to know when something bad was gonna happen. For instance, one time, when my mom and I were going out of town on a shopping trip and I had a bad feeling that we shouldn't go. Well, back then, being as young as I was (I was about 12 at the time), I didn't think of the significance of my inner feelings. So, needless to say, I dismissed the thought and we left. About 45 minutes later, as we were riding down the road, the car started acting up so we had to quickly get over on the right side of the road so we could go on a nearby exit. My mom ended up having to use a pay-phone to call someone to come and look at the car's engine and stuff. It turns out, if we hadn't pulled off the main road soon, we would have been stuck out in the middle of nowhere, with no cellular phone, and no way to tell anyone where we were to pick us up. You see, we were just about to leave the town next to ours, and wasn't another one for about 50 miles! Later, after we had gotten a ride from a tow truck, I told my mom that I had a bad feeling about us leaving that morning, but I didn't tell her because I thought it was stupid...needless to say, I listen to myself now when I feel like I shouldn't go somewhere or do something.
 
A ghost has tried once to take me to where they live, her name was Sarah, I was 9 years old and I would always play outside with her. My parents thought that it was an imaginary friend, untill my older sister saw Sarah, she was calm like me. My parents were worried because my sister does NOT have imaginary friends

So we told our parents about Sarah. We told her the storys Sarah would tell us about how she died.

She had died from jumping off her roof, hating her life so much.

Then we told our parents that Sarah wanted us to come with her. My parents got worried and called some local Ghost Busters. They came to our home and one of them talked with Sarah. They told my parents that they made her understand that we could not come with her. We never played with Sarah again, but she comes and talks to me once a month or so.
 
hilaryduff=life said:
A ghost has tried once to take me to where they live, her name was Sarah, I was 9 years old and I would always play outside with her. My parents thought that it was an imaginary friend, untill my older sister saw Sarah, she was calm like me. My parents were worried because my sister does NOT have imaginary friends

So we told our parents about Sarah. We told her the storys Sarah would tell us about how she died.

She had died from jumping off her roof, hating her life so much.

Then we told our parents that Sarah wanted us to come with her. My parents got worried and called some local Ghost Busters. They came to our home and one of them talked with Sarah. They told my parents that they made her understand that we could not come with her. We never played with Sarah again, but she comes and talks to me once a month or so.
um... Ghost Busters?? thats just a movie, sweetie...
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xxDisneyDancerxx said:
That happens to me....I dream about something and then when it accually happens I just freeze and everyone is like "Jessie what are you doing?" and I just say "I swear I've seen this before...." then I walk away and it happens like every now and then...its weird


isn't it called de ja vu?
 
Lol...I think she meant something like Ghost Busters, like a paranormal expert or something (thats kinda what Ghost Busters was like, right?? It's been so long since I've seen it, I can't remember :rolleyes2 If not, then this post was never made, lol) Ha...it is really funny though :rotfl2: :rotfl:
 
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yes, they were paranormal experts

but nobody can take me seriosly because I have Hilary Duff in my signature and avatar, yeah, well I could be telling the truth.
And miss. DolfieDreams has that spooky thing in her sig. and tells all these spooky things and everybidy believes in what she has to say

Yes, thank you AmoDolphin for embarrising me very much
 


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