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Hello everyone this will be my first post on this board,
I found this site via a google search because of an issue I have been having my entire life and it’s not reached my peak of interest.
First and foremost I more often than not feel as though I can feel when something is present. I say something because I honestly don’t know if its a ghost (sure feels that way) but it could be anything else like I said I really don’t know.
I get this feeling at different places, in old houses or abandoned areas etc. I have gotten this in my house when I was younger, I can recall specific times actually SEEING a spirit or something in my room. It ran on my walls, from one end of the room to the other and when it got to my bed which was against the final wall, it disappeared. I also remember one thing I can’t really place. I woke up in the middle of the night and there was a blob on my floor that was glowing green. I know this sounds corny but that was YEARS ago, and it still sticks with me in my mind so I feel it has to have some meaning. Either way I got out of bed to check it out, I ran my hand across where it was and only felt the carpet. At this point I was getting chills. I got up and turned on the light in my room, and the green disappeared, when I turned the light back off it re appeared. I decided it was nothing and just went back to bed and fell asleep, which thinking back isn’t like me back then I’m surprised I wasn’t getting creeped out more than I was. The first thing comes that comes to mind is that I spilled some sort of glow in the dark material there, and I even looked around my room for what could have spilled or if I had one of those glow in the dark hot wheels tracks around it and I couldn’t find anything (this was many years ago, I’m a senior now and 18, I must have been in my single digits when this happened, no I don’t still have the glow in the dark hot wheels track lol).
I also get different feelings around my body if I think about it but that can be a whole different topic and doesn’t fit with what I’m trying to get at here. What I made the post for is that I get these feelings that my house still has something in it. I asked both my parents, from what I understand it isn’t an old house and no one has died inside of it. My mom is a pharmacist and travels to hospitals and other places and one of her co-workers is a white witch. She asked her co-worker if there was anything that I could do to remove what was inside the house. I can’t remember the first thing she had me do, but it didn’t work. The second thing was to burn white sage and walk clockwise in each room starting at the back of the house saying that the ghost/spirit/whatever isn’t welcome here. That also didn’t work. She says that because that didn’t work then whatever I’m feeling might be attached to me, which makes more since seeing as the house doesn’t have any evidence against it that would make it obvious a ghost is here.
Oh let me share a quick story about how my male shepherd has been acting just recently. There have been three separate times now that both my dad and I have witnessed once by ourselves and the third time both of us saw it together. Sometimes yuri (the dog) will yelp and jump and in mid-air do a 180 and look behind him as if something has pulled his tail or something. His ears go down and the hair on the back of his neck stands up and he puts his head really low. Every time this happens it has been at the bottom of the steps on our ground floor, and he will walk by there slowly with the aforementioned body reactions, or avoid it completely and stare at it for a few hours. At this point I think it would be good to mention I get the MAJORITY of my feeling in my particular house, coming from upstairs towards the back of the house, and on a less common occasion feel it downstairs, but that’s a little more rare.
What I’m wondering is does anyone know how to confirm something here other than my feeling/intuition, and do you know how I can possibly get it to present itself without the use of one of those boards, forgive me I’m having a brain fart and am too involved in writing this to look it up, ouji? however its spelled. Is there a way to get whats here to show or communicate with me or is that dangerous? Are there any suggestions on how to deal with this if there is something here, or worse if I somehow got it from somewhere else and its attached to me like my moms co-worker may think?
Thank you in advanced and I apologize if this is a little lengthy.
Oh and sorry if this is in the wrong section I saw three that this could have gone in so if a mod feels it should be moved then please go ahead.
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I really don’t know how to explain this without sounding insane, but i’ll try my best. Excuse the rambling.
One house I lived in sticks out like a sore thumb in my memory. It was a horrible place where everyone who stepped in it seemed to become horrible themselves. It drove my family mad and I would always sneak into my parents bedroom and sleep behind their bed. They said I told them that “They keep staring at me.” One day I remember hiding in the closet because when everyone was asleep, it sounded like a group of people came into the kitchen with boots on and ran around our table for 2 hours straight and then it stopped as soon as it started. Yet another night I remember cleaning up my room when it got really silent and all of my cupboards slammed open. I wouldn’t step foot in my room, I stopped sleeping, I was having horrible nightmares where all my toys were moving around trying to kill me every night so I had my mom lock them all away in a chest (this is part of the “sounding insane”). I also had a reoccuring dream that included stigmata and I kept trying to run down this staircase from something but instead of moving forward I kept going backwards and I would start suffocating.
To this day i’ll randomly have this nightmare for a few days where i’m almost figureless and walking through that house… but it’s… distorted. Like the image of it is tipped at an angle and the lighting is really green and I sit at the top of the stairs staring into the basement waiting for something, I never know what is but I just get this horrible feeling that something bad is gonna happen if it ever shows up.
Ever since then it’s like something is following me, and the thing is I rarely talk about it to people… but they always seem to notice and bring it up to me.
When I moved in with my grandma after my grandpa died, I woke up screaming after his funeral because something grabbed my leg and It felt like it was trying to drag me. After that all of her pictures of him would be turned over and facing downwards, she had to put them back up every morning when she woke up.
Moved in with a friend and her mother told me “Yeah our house was haunted but we got rid of it.” and a week later it started up again. It freaked everyone out but it became a joke that “I think our ghost has a crush on you” because it only happened when I was there. I would throw little balls of paper out into the hallway and it would push it back towards me. One day I even told them “Oh btw when did you get a cat? It keeps showing up randomly” And they told me… “well we had one, but it died a year ago”
Years later me and that friend got an apartment. The first night I was left alone I had to sit out on the balcony until she came home because something kept walking around in the hallway and went into the bathroom and turned the faucet on and off. I closed the blinds on the glass door because I kept having this gut feeling that something was really going wrong and that something didn’t want me in there to see what it was doing. Every single time I was left there alone I could instantly feel something come out and stand behind me. I had to keep her door shut because I always saw this guy walk in there and lay down on her bed. We eventually put powder across her door when we left for the week as a joke, when we came back it looked like someone clawed through it with their fingers. It ended up randomly showing up in every place shes lived in after that.
Year later I moved in with my sister and it started again. I was only there for a week when she went to cook something, and the flame went up the wall and started the entire apartment on fire.
Had to move in with another friend and I couldn’t sleep anymore because everytime I would start to passout, it felt like someone would slap me as hard as they could in the forehead and i’d dart out of bed. I always thought it was some sort of “hallucination” that comes with alot of sleeping disorders. But when I had that “being watched” feeling again I told her mother and she said they had the house exorcised a couple years back because the same thing kept happening to her younger kids and she kept telling me “You better not have brought something back in here” so I quit telling her.
When I lived with my cousin the same thing happened with the pictures again. I would keep getting these wierd “twinges” that something was there and i’d see like a fading flash of this large dog walking across the room and then it would go back to normal. I had another series of wierd dreams that ended with that dog sitting across from me and this girl sitting there bleeding from her arms and crying hysterically.
It’s just like everywhere it keeps turning up. Im not harmed physically but it just feels so horrible when it shows up. I guess the simplest way I can put it is, it makes me feel like it’s always going to be there behind me watching and it won’t let anyone near me.
The reason why I ask is the dream I had last night. I was being constantly followed by this huge shadowey figure and it was driving me insane. Everyone i’ve lived with over the years where this happened was in a room and they were throwing me an intervention because they thought I was on drugs. When I kept walking in circles like I was paranoid, they made me scream my frustration out. When I was done they asked me “do you feel better now?” and I just replied with “No, because he’s still here following me” and after that I started screaming again at the top of my lungs like I was being murdered and I woke up and shot out of bed again. My blankets and pillows were across the room. When I went upstairs I could hear my bedroom door creaking loudly opening and closing back and forth for about 20 minutes. It finally stopped so I took the dog down there with me and as soon as she walked through the doorway she started shivering really bad. And then I heard someone doing it upstairs when no one was home. It’s stopped but the people i’m staying with have two younger children…
The youngest is 3 or 4 and a few weeks back she looked at me, then to my right, and she had this wierd look. She stared straight up at me and asks “Whos your friend?” “What friend?” “Ughh the guy who keeps walking by you!” After that I wouldn’t leave the living room and I kept asking her if he was still there, after about 30 minutes of this she goes “Oh he left, he got bored and went back downstairs.” Now she keeps yelling in her sleep and she won’t stay in her room at night.
And here I am again not sleeping because i’m freaked out. This is just one huge randomly pieced together story that i’ve left alot out of, but can anyone tell me or clue me in on what the heck this is? I’ve tried ignoring it, rationalizing the situation and making sure it’s “real”, but it always comes back. Everyone keeps telling me it’s probably just a ghost that’s attached to me, but that’s never the feeling I get. It feels overbearing and different than that. It’s been happening for as long as I can remember and i’m just so d.rained worrying about it.
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This is more of a vent post than anything.
I’m simply getting more and more aggrivated because of what is happening in my current residence and all I can think is that this entity does not want me to leave.
From the first night in the house that I’m living in right now I could tell there was something else there. It’s quite an old town house, three stories and it still has all it’s originaly features. It’s now used as student accomidation. The stair case we have is right next to my room, the first night I was here I went through the door to my room into the hallway to say hello to other person that had already moved in. At the time it was only myself, my boyfriend and this other girl that was living there, we were all standing in the hallway at the bottom of the stairs talking. I happened to glance up the stairs and saw a shadow person. If there had been someone else living there I’d have said that it was someone simply standing in the shadows on the stairs because the lights weren’t on so they were dark, but since it was only us three it couldn’t have been another living person.
I brushed this off thinking it was just because I was tired from moving, but then the other resident happened to mention in passing conversation that another person that lives in the house but had gone home for the summer had mentioned that she thought there was something in the house, and it seems to bother her the most wen she was there but when she was away from the house things would start happening to other people. I kept getting glances of this shadow figure and hearing strange noises for a while until this person moved back into the house and then it stopped.
Then at christmas the girl who had the most experience with the spirit went home for winter break. And once again these experiences started happening. To be perfectly honest I had forgotten about everything by this point. But once the girl moved out the electronics in my room started playing up. At first I just assumed it was low batteries in controls sending off dodgy signals and turning the TV on or over etc. but I replaced all the batteries and even at one point took the batteries out of all the controls when I was not using them and this still happened. When my boyfriend wasn’t home I’d hear scratches and shuffling, as well as the odd footsteps outside the bedroom door, I started to check to see if it was one of my housemates playing tricks but there was no one ever there, and this even happened when everyone had left for winter break leaving just myself and my boyfriend in the house. As well as this I started to get the sense of being watched, which I must admit could have just been paranoia from the experiences but it did get to the point where I’d look the bedroom door at night when I was there on my own and I’d make sure to take my phone everywhere with me in the house just in case something happened or there was an unknown intruder that was to blame for this.
The girl I mentioned before moved back in and everything clamed down again, or at least it did for me. Since I didn’t talk to this girl much, she could have been having experiences for all I know.
Pretty much everyone has now moved out of the house now except for myself, my boyfriend and another male resident that basically keeps to himself at the top of the house and is very rarely actually in the house. Now the activity has picked up more and more closer to the point where myself and my boyfriend are going to move out. At first, about June time, the noise outside the door started and the electronics started playing up again. I decided just to ignore this because to be perfectly honest I couldn’t be bothered with it. But now I’ve had things falling on me when I’ve been in the room on my own. Our mini christmas tree came flying off our wardrobe and hit me in the face at one point. Our things have been getting moved around, now I’ll admit that I’m not exactly the most organised person with things so I’ve left out some of the stuff that’s went missing in case it’s simply the fact that I’ve misplaced them but there are some items which I make sure I put in certain places everytime because they’re either so small that if I lose them I wont find them again or they’re really important.
For example I have a pair of tweazers like every girl probably has, since I’ve misplaced many of these when I used to live at home I always put these tweazers either behind the TV on our fireplace or in the bathroom on the sink so that I know exactly where to get them from. On this paticular occassion I’d left them on the sink in our bathroom (no one uses this bathroom but myself and my boyfriend). A couple of days later I went back to get them and couldn’t find them, I checked the fireplace too just incase I’d put them there instead and they weren’t there either. I turn that bathroom and our room upside down looking for them, this may seem strange for a pair of tweazers but I hate losing stuff. They were nowhere to be found, I assumed they must have been knocked and went down the plug hole or something along those lines. A couple of weeks later I’d dropped some money behind the cushion of our couch, I went to get it and there were my tweazers, sitting behind the cushion like they had just been placed there. Strange but fair enough their small, despite the fact I knew I had put them in another room I just passed it off as one of those things.
A couple of weeks later, my keys which I always leave on our table beside the door went missing. My boyfriend and I once again turned the room upside down looking for them and couldn’t find them. I decided to do some washing since it’s obvious I wouldn’t be able to go anywhere that day, I emptied out the washing basket so that I could get some white things together to wash, sitting at the bottom of the basket under some clothes that had been there for almost a week were my keys. The keys which I had used the day before when I was driving to see my mum….
One of the other significant item disappearances and one of the very few incidents that have actually shook me and caused me to feel anxious was my phone. I’d had my phone in my bag from a night out the previous night. I went to get my phone from my bag and it wasn’t there, I was panicing because I had borrowed this phone from a friend so I obviously didn’t want to lose it, I emptied out everything from my bag and organised everything on my bed so that I could make sure I hadn’t missed it. When I didn’t find it I took the house phone and went to call my boyfriend who was staying at his friends house to see if he had moved it. He told me he hadn’t seen it from the night before. When I returned to my room, there was my phone sitting on the bed in the middle of all the things that I had laid out on the bed, as if someone at just placed it there so I’d see it as soon as I came through the door.
Since then my keys have went missing a few more times and have turned up at the back of things at haven’t been moved in weeks at under chairs which are nowhere near where I placed them. At one point I had put them down on the couch and I saw them fall between the foot stool and the couch itself, I left them there while I nipped to the toilet and planned to pick them up when I came back, they weren’t there when I came back. I ended up finding them a couple of hours later under a another chair that we have in our room where all the shoes are kept underneath it.
It is now two weeks until we move out, I’m just wondering what the big finale will be and I’m dreading packing everything up because I’m pretty confident that our belongings will not stay in the boxes.