Back in 1973, when my son was a baby, we lived a very old apartment building and strange things began to happen. The lights would go off and on. Once I was holding him in my lap, feeding him and put his spoon in the cereal bowl, when I went to pick it back up, the handle was sticking in the cereal, not the spoon part.
It was also during Christmas time and I would plug the tree lights in and they would unplug..this happened over and over again. One night he was sleeping with me and woke up crying because he lost his pacifer. I searched the whole bed, but it was not there. I glanced around the room and it was lying across the room up on a shelf..I did NOT put it there and certainly he didn't!
Early one morning I woke up and a very sweet smell (like Lilacs) was passing over my face and I heard a baby crying, not my son..later I heard that a baby had died in the apt above mine and at the time, no other babies lived around us. A friend came over one day and freaked. she said she saw a civil war soldier standing in my kitchen....sword and all. Finally I had enough and stood in my living room and shouted, "I have had it.. you do NOT scare me!" After that, it all stopped.
Oh and one other thing, one day I put my son in his crib for a nap..about an hour later I heard a blood cruddling scream. I rushed to his room and the lights were turned on. He didn't do it, his crib was on the other side of the room.
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When I was a tenager, my dog died...her name was Lady and I had had her for 15 years. She had a water pan made of metal outside my bedroom window and when she would drink I could always hear her tags jangel on the metal..for years after she died, I wuld her tags all the time. At times, briefly, I would look out the window to see her, but she was never there, just the sound. I knew she was there, I just couldn't see her.
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When I was around 13, my uncle who was an invalid passed away. Whenever I would visit my aunt and I was alone in the livingroom, the rocker my uncle always used, would start rocking.
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This is a story my Grandmother always told and I believed her..she was not one to ever lie. When she was a young girl living on a farm, there had been a terrible storm and the whole family had gone outside to assess the damamge. My grandmother looked toward the house and in front of the door there was a lady standing there. She was dressed in a long black dress, with a white lacey collar and she had long brown hair, she was shimmering in the wind. When my grandmother told her mother and they both looked, the lady was gone. A few weeks later, they were talking to neighbors about what they had seen and the neighbors had a picture of this woman, dressed exactly as they had seen her...it seems that the lady had been the original owner of my grandmother's home and everyone felt sure she had just come back to mke sure everything was ok after the storm.
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One night in September 2000, I was at home with my husband and our best friend was visiting. Our house was centered on a piece of land in the country and at night it became very dark. I was in the kitchen washing the dishes and looked out the window. When I did, I saw a small boy kneeling in prayer. He had blondish hair that was cut as if someone had put a bowl on his head. I watched for a while with my mouth hanging open and then decided to go and get a flashlight to see better. When I returned and shined the light on him, he stood and raised his arms toward the sky and was surrounded by a greyish cloud that sparkled, I followed him with the light as he descended upward in the sky, I followed him as long as he was visible.
Then my attention was drawn to my left and there I saw standing, a cloaked entity, reminescent of Death. As I watched, he extended his arm and pointed a pink finger toward where the boy had been and then circled and pointd at me. Although he didnt talk as you and I would, in my mind, I heard the words, "You became involved where you shouldn't have and you will pay." I was astounded and terrified.
The friend that was at the house visiting, was an alcoholic and many time he was out drinking, he would always call me or my husband to come and get him and not drive. About there months after my encounter, one night my phone went out, which had never happened before. The next morning My husband and I got a call saying that our friend had been killed in an auto accident. To this day, I believe that whatever it was that I became unknowingly involved in that night has something to do with the death of our friend. I believe that in some way I interupted and stepped in between good and evil.
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I hope I can makes enough sense in this so you can understand what this story is a about and maybe shed some light on it. My daughter who is 22, not a child, has a friend. For the most part, I suppose he is basically normal, but sometimes there is another side to him and he becomes someone named Angel and Angel says that he is 2012 years old. I thought that was strange enough, but one day, on her way home from church, she saw this guy and walked over to him..she had her bible in her hand at the time. When she got close to this guy and he saw the bible, he took off running. Being really close friends, she chased after him and found he had climed up into a tree. She yelled up at him and asked why he had done that. At this point he started growling and hissing at her like a mad animal. This is when she discovered he had yet another side to him. She asked him who he was ans he answered with a name that started with a B (Sh can't remember what he said) and then she said, well what to you want with my friend? He said, "I feed on his soul." April said, "You can't have him, he's mine, give him back now!!. He said, "Ok this time, but next time he is mine forever!!!!!" After a few minutes,the growling stopped and he snaped back into his regular self and asked her how did he got into a tree.
