Your stories guys!

[~¤LilacSky¤~]

If you guys have any strange,supernatural stories please share them with us..
I look forward to hearing about them!!

[bezjak]

One strange story from my past....My family was stationed at Clark Air Base in the Philippines in 1986, and this happen around May of '88. I had a very strange realistic dream about walking around the Air Base. The weather was warm, and the sky had large puffy clouds the drizzled with rain. As I walked I stopped by a few friends houses, laughing eating and basically having a great day. As time grew near to return home in the dream I passed a young lady's house whom I was quite fond of. (Wendy) as I passed she can outside and invited me in for dinner...I went inside and all my favorites had been prepared. B-B-Q, potato salad, mac & cheese, pecan pie, fresh fruit, lumpia (Filipino egg-roll), lapu-lapu (local fish), etc. I ate and sent some time with Wendy...it became late and I went home to find myself in trouble, my mother had been looking for me for hours and I spent time in the dog-house. Anyway one day I was actually walking and I stopped by some friends houses, things started to blend together, I remember what had taken place in my dream, and I rushed on my way. I tried to avoid going past Wendy's house, but I had to "see" As I walked pass her house She came outside and Invited in for dinner...I thought hard but said "no thank you" and went home. As I got to my block my mother came out our door and looked around calling me...She told me I was lucky I came when I did, she had been looking for me for 45 minutes, we had somewhere to go to and we couldn't be late. She said she was just on the verge of taking away my freedom for a month! I was freaked out then, but I never told her about my dream.

[Anise]

Wow that sounds interesting. What was the time frame from the time of your dream to the actual occurance?

[~¤LilacSky¤~]

lol thats cool bezjak..good think you turned down the girl..thats pretty fascinating how we can perceive time in a way that it seems not to exist.

[bezjak]

from dream to actual events about two weeks if memory serves me right!

[~¤LilacSky¤~]

has this happend to you alot? prophectic dreaming that is

[bezjak]

Yes....it happens alot but here lately my dreams have been more like from "deep sleep".

[ladybleu]

When I was around 9 we lived in a small house next to the railroad tracks. After being there for some time during the night the toilet would flush. My mom kept telling us to knock it off because it happened all night long and flush after flush. We told her it wasn't us, (6 kids) This kept on for some time then the lights started being turned on at night. Us kids almost got our butts blistered but my dad stayed up some nights and he said it wasn't us. It just happened.
Some time later our dog had been digging in the yard and uncovered a headstone. Our house and our neighbor had been built on an old cemetary site. The dates on the head stone predated flush toilets and electric lights.
We moved that week.

[ladybleu]

One time I was working out of town and stayed in a local motel for a week.
I had stayed at this place before but in different rooms.
In room 33 when I layed down to go to sleep I would feel a soft touch on my cheek, such as a mother would smooth her childs hair away from her face. At first I thought it was a bug so I would bat at it but there was nothing there.
This happened again and then I heard a sigh.
I said please let me sleep I am tired, go away.
It stopped.
I had to do this every night or else the soft touches would continue until I said stop.

[mandala]

Whoa, freaky stories!

I've got a couple, but they are not nearly as spooky.

One night several years ago I went to bed and was laying on my stomach relaxing when I heard a female child's voice whisper in my ear, "Tell me your secret." I bolted up and said, "Eh?" Haven't heard it since.

One other time, when my sister and I were much younger and living under the same roof, I was upstairs reading and listening to music. My sister and our cousin were outside on the swingset. I heard someone come into the house and open the silverware draw and turn the faucet on. Because my sister was about 10 years old at the time, I yelled downstairs to her and said, "What are you doing?" I went downstairs and noone was there, no water running and drawers closed. My sister and cousin were still on the swings having a good time. The swingset was too far outback for them to have come in and leave faster than the time I got downstairs. I asked my sister what they were doing, and they didn't have a clue what I was talking about.

[mandala]

This story is related to my older sister (not the one from the previous post). I like to call it The Moving Bread story.

When she and her husband were living in an old mobile home in a trailer park (around 1975) they sometimes had trouble keeping track of the loaves of bread they'd buy.

For example, one day she was visiting me and my parents and when she got home she called and told me it happened again. She left the bread on the counter, and when she got home it was in a chair at the kitchen table.

No one had entered the house to her knowlege, her husband was still at work. Nothing had been stolen. This didn't happen very often, but I witnessed it when we were at her house and then left. I came back with her. She picked up a loaf of bread off the kitchen floor. "What was it doing there?" I asked. "I dont' know." she said, "I never know where the bread is going to be when I get back."

That's the only weird phenomonon that occured there.

[onry729]

When i lived at our farm house i was in the bedroom on the puter and Bub was outside talking to someone.It was cold so we kept the door that went upstairs closed.It was hard to close and hard to open.The wall that the stairs was built on was right beside me.I heard someone open the door and walk up stairs.I just figured it was Bub.About 20 minutes later Bub came in and asked me why the door to up stairs was open.I told him because you left it open when u went up there i guess.Needless to say he was sitting in the truck with a friend the whole time and came in to tell me he would be back in about an hour.I told him i heard the door open and someone walk up stairs he got a bat and was going up to see who went up there.I told him a bat won't do no good he won't find anyone and he didn't.Spirits seem to follow me. Until i moved into the house nothing strange was ever said to happen there and now we are renting it to friends and nothing has been said by them either.I had alot of things happen but nothing scary


Thanks for listening

Onry

[crazed psychopath]

I live in New Orleans, so I have quite a few stories.

My first experience with the paranormal happened when I was in the house alone. It was around night time and my mom was outside with her friend. I was watching tv when the power went out. I was nervous and to build onto my fear, the phone rings. It was my mother. She told me that she was on her way. I sat in the middle bed on the second floor, waiting for my mom. While I was waiting for her, I had the strangest feeling that I was being watched. I looked towards the open door leading towards the stairs. A large white light started to ascend the stairs. I guess it saw me because it stopped at the third to last step. It stayed there for awhile until it rushed into the room opposite mine. I didn't wait long to leave. I practically ran down the stairs and into my mom.

In the same house, I've had someone pulling up my bedsheets while I am asleep. Also, I had finished some cereal and I had the bowl sitting in front of me. When I looked, the spoon was moving from side to side. I think my little cousin has seen it before. At that time she was just two years old. For some strange reason, she'd just stand in the corner in the kitchen and stare.

My mom and I also experience an encounter at the same time. We were on our way home from visiting my great uncle in the hospital. My mom was driving down a street named St. Charles. At that time it was foggy. As we were going along, my mom started slowing down. By the time that I looked up, I saw numerous shadow figures in old clothing walking across the street. Two of which I remember: a lady in a large dress wearing a bonnet and holding an umbrella and a man in a top hat. I stared for what seemed like hours until I looked at my mom. She, at the time, had completely stopped the car. When I asked her what she saw, her description matched mine.

I graduated in 2007 and my mom took a picture of me. In this photo there's this weird white blur in front of me. If you'd like to see it, I'll post it.

[krista28]

I have had a man in my dreams since I was sixteen calling me Krista, this is NOT my name, but I have never seen his face in my dreams. I also sometimes here him calling me in a waking state.

[BenHangen]

Wow, NOLA that town brings back a few wild memories and a few thoughts of a different era. In the late 60’s and up to 1970 that’s where I developed an attraction for the mystical. A lot of subculture there with a tremendous history. One of the places I in NOLA (New Orleans Louisiana) was in the quarter living in a million dollar dump on Elysian Fields. Not that bad of a place for a hippy at that time. You have to understand that when you live in the quarter (French Quarter in New Orleans) you are actually living in a museum and you can not touch anything or fix it up or you go to jail for a long long time.

That house had a definite aura about it and I’m glad what ever was there did take a shinning to us. This house we lived in was painted black inside and did we ever have the black lights to go with it and the mood music plus about anything else you could think of. A few times I could feel an entity around there but wasn’t really into that sort of thing yet. The one-day we decided that we were disturbing someone or something is when we had a fire go across the hearth of the fireplace. From one candle to the other candle 6 foot away, it didn’t burn either candle or much of the flammable things that were on the fireplace. I was more of a very selective fire in which it consumed. Then a couple of times a shadow would fly over us outside, something that made you wonder if that really happened.

The last time I was in NOLA Krista28 there was a convince store on Canal Street about half was between the quarter and the graveyard. Oh and that graveyard was the one Wyatt and Billy in Easy Rider went tripping around in, well so did I and there are a lot of dead people there. Anyway that store is where a house that I lived in use to be. It was a house where I started learning the ways of the fire serpent and of a type of magic like Carlos Castaneda learned. In this house I learned many odd things about life. In 1970 we had some Angels from Barstow CA. stay over and they did bring stuff with them.

While we were all partying I started going into a trance or just spacing out because onetime I opened my eyes and I was still jamming to the music and I noticed that Ron was holding the records in his hands changing them. There was no music so I slipped back into my world and drifted in to the abyss of the underworld. As in the tails of Thoth and the Egyptian underworld, there I was walking into an ancient Egyptian chamber. The last thing I remember about that is the door closing and when I woke up the alarm was going off and someone had to go to work. There were no Hell’s Angels and the room seemed different, the paint was wrong and I didn’t know who was supposed to go to work. In fact I didn’t know who the other two people were in the room much less even know who I was.

It was two days later, the alarm going off, I had to be at work, and I didn’t have a clue as to where that was, what it was that I did, or even whom I was. The sad or funny part was that my two buddies thought that I was kidding, so I toddled out to find my car, lots of luck there. So I went up and down the street trying keys in the doors until I found one that worked.

Guess I got good at mystical arts in NOLA as I had a nemeses group looking for me, they were called the Process People. They are a cult branch of L. Ron Hubbard group with a bit of Aleister Crowley on the side and they were looking for the devil himself.

I have mentioned that house on Canal Street not being there anymore as I have come to discover that every place that I have lived and practiced Magick is missing. That includes places in Texas, Oklahoma, Louisiana, Georgia, and maybe California. Haven’t been back there to see if anything still stands.

[*Dancing Bear (DB)*]

I have a weird story , well lots but here is one.
I grew up in South Australia. which is originally sheep farming country.. so there were always lots of wide open spaces no matter where we went. we often use to visit Aunts and Uncles in the South East, which is a Place called Nangwarry near Mount Gambier.. you would have to cross this large stretch of nothing to get there, it was the longest stretch of absolutely nothing for miles, for hours, for us kids that was totally bloody boring.. with four of us squeezed into the back seat , things got a bit irritating LOL! So my dad use to do the trip at night, hoping we would all be asleep when we crossed. from Tailem Bend to Naracoorte (or visa versa) This one night we were going home, two of us kids were wide awake , looking out the window, hoping to see animals eye glowing inhte headlights on the side of the road, trying guess what they were.. Dingos, Wombats, Roos, or wallabies, etc.. as were gazing out we also noticed there was what we thought was a star in the sky.. we noticed it was following i us as we driving.. Of course we got the story of illusions of the night sky stars the moon etc looks like its following you but its not!! Yeah yeah!! me and my Brother did not believe it at all LOL!! Even if we turned a bend the "Star" would be in the same spot,, instead of say shifting to the back window where all the other stars ended up.. this "star" Followed us all the way home 6 hours away! we Lived in an area which was slowly turning into suburbia, but at this stage a lot of the open land was still around, we lived right next door to a Sheep farm.. this"Star" followed us and then sat hovering about 2-3 metres above the paddock near our home.. Both my brother and I pointed this out about this so called star.. thinking we were it and a bit to prove our parents theory wrong LOL!! Mum and Dad ushered all of us kids very quickly inside and we were told to stay there.. LOL!! Of course i went uber slow, totally amused as to why this Star would ruffle my parent feathers as they did, there was fear and urgency in their voices, i was so fascinated, this bright light had a really bright (yellow tinged) light.. it didnt flash , it was a constant light without flicker.. After i was finally pushed inside the door, my bedroom window faced this big sheep paddock.. the light just stayed there, did not move for what seems for ages.. then all of a sudden it shifted upwards slowly, then began to move off to the right as it was going up , it just disappeared completely.. ( well the light did) Amazing experience and never be forgotten.

[celticnoodle]

Oh wow, DB, that was an interesting experience!  I love this thread.  

I have to share some of my stories too.  Here is one that is really interesting about my great auntie.

I come from a long line of psychic-mediums who also read cards, palms, crystals, etc.  My maternal grandmother's sister was a psychic-medium and she had a crystal ball that she read, and was well known for her abilities in both her area and her family.  Aunt E's crystal ball also had a special place that she kept it in when she wasn't reading someones fortune with it.  I believe she also kept it covered with a black cloth.  

She had this crystal ball for a very, very long time.  One time she was reading it for her sister, "M" and together, they both saw a young red headed girl fall down while roller skating and they knew she was badly injured, with a broken bone.

Well, my mother at the time was a young girl, and had long red hair as well.  She was also well known for rollerskating and had already broken her arm two or three times while skating.  So, Aunt E & Aunt M just KNEW it was her!  They called my grandmother to warn her, and sadly, my mother was kept inside all day long, and not allowed to go rollerskating, like she wanted to.
No broken bones that day, thank goodness.....at least, for my mother.

It turned out, it was Aunt M's daughter, who also had long red hair and looked very much like my mother and they were close in age too.  She never went rollerskating--but this one day, decided to do so, unbeknownst to her mother.  For "a Thrill" and on a dare, by her friends, she decided to roller skate down this very steep hill and unfortunately for her, she found that at the end of this hill/(which was a sidewalk too), she couldn't stop and rolled right out into the street and was hit hard by a big truck!

The truck hit her so hard, she broke just about every bone in her body and ended up in the hospital for over a year--having to have numerous surgeries and was in a body cast.  They actually weren't even sure she would live--but she did live.   This cousin is still living today, as is my mother--the last two of their generation, but, she also still has terrible problems as a reuslt of this accident.

This 'wrongly' read fortune began the rule that the family adopted (until I came along)--to never read for family again.  They did continue to read for friends and customers too--but that was the last reading ever done for a family member with this crystal ball.  Though, once in awhile, my grandmother, whose specialty was to read tea-leaves, would still do so for her cousin by marriage--with whom she was very close to.  I don't think her side of the family ever knew this though, and I don't think she ever read for her side of the family.  

The tale of this crystal ball goes even more eery as time goes on.  That unfortunate reading happened in the late 1930s.  Fast forward about 50 + years, and this aunt was now an older lady, and suffering ill health.  She still had her crystal ball, still read with it at times, and it was her prized possession.  So, when she was hospitalized and it became apparent to her, that she was soon to pass away, she told her only child to be sure to go immediately to her home and retrieve the crystal ball--taking it to her own home, after she died.  To keep that crystal ball herself--the most prized possession Aunt E had.  She was giving it to her daughter, her only child, who was also a very well known psychic-medium and card reader.

So, the day that Aunt E passed away, her daughter "K" was with her.  Once all was over, and K could leave the hospital, she headed straight over to her mothers home to retrieve the crystal ball.  Only, it was missing from its 'home' within the home!  "K" looked everywhere for this ball, to no avail.  This ball had been kept in this same spot when not in use, and Aunt E was very meticulous about it--always covering it with the black cloth, etc. and closing it up in this box.  She rarely allowed anyone else to even touch this ball!  But, now it was gone!!!

K looked for it everywhere, to no avail.  It was never found.  The only thing we can think is that Auntie E changed her mind, and decided to take the crystal ball with her into heaven.  Strange but true story........

[~¤LilacSky¤~]

cool stories you guys!!! I woulda kept the crystal ball myself! lol, keep em coming, I love reading these!

[celticnoodle]

  I know.  I sometimes wonder if she is reading fortunes in heaven with it?  She has appeared to me a few times and even came to tell me things--once or twice through other psychics, but she never seems to mention the crystal ball and so I don't know if that is what happened to it for sure.  I would really like to know!

[~¤LilacSky¤~]

I don't know honey but anything is possible, I mean I do think there is a silver curtain between this life and the next where physical things just can't pass or some spiritual things can't pass over here as well. but ya never know. Maybe she hid it very well from everyone before hand like you suggested. Which you may still find it someday, wouldn't that be way cool!