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Imagestormyla
Oct 3, 2010 10:51 AM CST
Name: Stormy
Valley Forge Pa
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In honor of the Halloween season, I've been promising Allison that we'd do something fun & different this year. It seems like all of us have had some spooky experiences in our lives. Is it ESP? Are people or beings on another plane reaching out to us? Have you had unexplained coincidences? Seen a ghost? Had a close encounter of the third kind?

Have you ever had a sense that something good or bad was about to happen? Have you ever dreamed about something that later on happened? Please tell all. We'd love to hear anything about your paranormal experiences. Are you superstitious? What are you superstitious about?


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Imagezuzu
Oct 3, 2010 1:49 PM CST
Name: Zuzu
Northern California
zone 9
No one's posted here yet? I'm surprised. Hasn't anyone had a spooky experience?

Okay, I'll start the thread. Here's something spooky: People who don't say goodbye to me will die that same day. I realize that sounds sinister, but I promise it isn't happening because I want it to happen. It has happened four times in my life. By the third time, I could recognize the pattern and I did everything possible to make the person say goodbye, but nothing worked.

It's a very long story, but if you want the details, I can relate them.
Imagestormyla
Oct 3, 2010 1:51 PM CST
Name: Stormy
Valley Forge Pa
I Love MAM ~ So Happy Together
Sure Zuzu, why don't you go ahead and tell it.
Imagezuzu
Oct 3, 2010 2:12 PM CST
Name: Zuzu
Northern California
zone 9
Okay, here goes:

The first time it happened, it was my father. He was already dying of TB. I was only 2 years old when it happened, but it was so traumatic that I have a vivid memory of it, and mainly because he didn't say goodbye.

The second time it happened, it was my sister's friend. I was 7 and they were 10. My grandmother scolded them for not playing with me, and my sister's friend left in a huff. She hadn't said goodbye to me, but I wanted her to know there were no hard feelings, so I went to the corner of our property, where she'd have to pass on her bicycle on her way home. I waited and waited, but she never came. A drunk truck driver had smashed her bicycle into a wall and she died instantly.

The third time, it was my grandmother. I was 15 and she was in the hospital, already dying. The entire family was there and she said goodbye to every single person but me. She even said goodbye to my sister's husband and my other sister's boyfriend. I knew she would die that day if she didn't acknowledge my presence. I kept saying goodbye to her over and over, but she didn't answer. We left, and by the time we got home, the telephone was ringing to tell us she had died.

The fourth time, it was one of my college professors, a healthy man who showed no signs of being near death. I had been doing some work for him in his office, and said goodbye to him as I was leaving. He didn't reply and I had a sinking feeling that it was going to happen again. I stayed and did a little more work, tried to leave again, but he still wouldn't say goodbye. I wanted to grab him by the shoulders, shake him, and demand that he say goodbye to me, but he was my professor and we had a very dignified and formal relationship, so I couldn't start acting crazy. I ultimately left the office, knowing he would die but not being able to do anything about it. He left the office shortly afterward and had a massive heart attack on the way home. He died instantly.

That last time was about 40 years ago and it hasn't happened since then, but I occasionally have had to be quite aggressive about demanding a goodbye from people, regardless of how loony it makes me look.
Imagestormyla
Oct 3, 2010 2:24 PM CST
Name: Stormy
Valley Forge Pa
I Love MAM ~ So Happy Together
Wow That is spooky ZuZu. Remind me to always say good bye to you. I hope that strange experience doesn't extend to the internet. It must be very difficult for you when you want to leave a room filled with many people.
Imagewoodthrush
Oct 3, 2010 2:30 PM CST
Name: woodthrush
Albrightsville PA
ah, goodbye, ZuZu!

My mom would never let anyone say goodbye. You always had to say 'see ya later.'
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ImageOnewish1
Oct 3, 2010 3:12 PM CST
Name: Allison
NJ
hope you don't think I am even more nuts than you already do... but my grandmother and another man haunt my moms house... I sometimes spotted her walking around.. and other times I just smelled her or the smell of her baking bread came out of nowhere... I explained it to Randy when he first moved in.. we were laying in bed watching TV and I told him not to get freaked out if he sees someone or hears something funny and he is alone...that it was just grandma.... he looked at me like I was whacked.. not even a moment after he looked at me it sounded like someone dropped a bowling ball in my attic and rolled it across the floor... I said.. see I told you
Imagezuzu
Oct 3, 2010 3:17 PM CST
Name: Zuzu
Northern California
zone 9
Leaving a room full of people doesn't present a problem. It's always an individual who pointedly doesn't say goodbye, as if I'm invisible to someone who's about to die.

I always avoid the problem by saying something different when I'm leaving a large group of people, such as: "Well, I have to go now. See you later." Spookiness ensues only when I say goodbye and the person doesn't answer.

It made me feel vaguely guilty for a while, as if I'd been causing the death of people exhibiting rude behavior, but I felt no malice toward any of these people and I sincerely did my utmost to get a goodbye from my grandmother and the professor. So it wasn't a cause-and-effect relationship, in my opinion. The closest explanation I have is the last phrase in my first paragraph: I'm invisible to someone who's about to die.
Imagezuzu
Oct 3, 2010 3:21 PM CST
Name: Zuzu
Northern California
zone 9
Allison, I don't think you're nuts. I know a lot of completely lucid people who've had those experiences.

I once bought a house with a haunted hallway on the first floor. I never experienced any feelings there myself, but many other people did. My son's nanny refused to sleep downstairs and had to move into an upstairs bedroom because she couldn't get through the hallway to the bathroom. A malevolent female spirit threatened her there. A painter who was painting some of the rooms downstairs refused to paint the hallway because of the "bad vibes." He also described it as an "evil woman."
ImageWoodwife
Oct 3, 2010 3:26 PM CST
Name: Wendy
N. of Houston, Texas - 8b
An Old Wive's Tale
Goodbye Zuzu!
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ImageOnewish1
Oct 3, 2010 3:44 PM CST
Name: Allison
NJ
I never knew if it was a dream or whatever... but the man in the house used to pin me down in bed... and it used to feel like I had to use every ounce of strength in my spirit to fight him off... been happening only since I moved in my grandmothers apartment years ago... and only now and then... used to feel like a fever after with my adrenaline pumping so high... my grandmother buried two husbands in that house... I only knew one as a toddler... don't remember him at all .. only photos of him playing horsey with me
ImageWoodwife
Oct 3, 2010 4:12 PM CST
Name: Wendy
N. of Houston, Texas - 8b
An Old Wive's Tale
Yikes that's scary!

Have you heard of Doris Blither? The movie The Entity was partially based on her story.

http://www.ghosttheory.com/2008/09/21/the-entity-haunting-th...

http://www.ghosttheory.com/2009/05/18/the-entity-interview-w...


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ImageOnewish1
Oct 3, 2010 4:58 PM CST
Name: Allison
NJ
oh how freaky is that????
Imagezuzu
Oct 3, 2010 4:59 PM CST
Name: Zuzu
Northern California
zone 9
Allison, that sounds eerily like a repressed memory rather than an encounter with a ghost. Is it possible that the games of horsey went too far?
Imagestormyla
Oct 3, 2010 5:26 PM CST
Name: Stormy
Valley Forge Pa
I Love MAM ~ So Happy Together
OK here's one of mine. About 18 years ago, every night for about a month I kept waking up and realizing that I had been dreaming about mountains. There weren't any people in these dreams or anything happening in them, just visions of mountains.

These mountains were not like any others I had ever seen. There were no trees, no grass, no tree line, no tundra, not even any scree. They were just brown and looked something like the surface of the moon. I couldn't imagine what it was that I was dreaming about as I had never even seen any photos of any similar landscape.

The shapes of the mountains were also like none I had ever seen. One day I opened my mail and found an envelope from a gal from Chicago that I had met that summer on a trip to Scandinavia. We were on the same tour & had gotten friendly and had exchanged addresses and promised to stay in touch.

The envelope contained an invitation to join her on a trip she had put together for a small group of friends that was to take place in the Orient. One of the legs of the trip involved a stay in Tibet. This sounded very exciting to me, but I pretty much dismissed it as it was for a month long very expensive trip. For the next few days I would go to bed and would make up during the night upsidedown in my bed with images of these mountains in my mind. This would happen 3 or 4 times during the night.

Finally it dawned on me that this might not be just a dream, but maybe an instruction that I was meant to go on that trip. I did not equate my vision as being a mountain in Tibet as the photos that I had seen of Everest and K2 were nothing like the landscape in my dreams.

I decided to throw caution to the wind and take the trip. When we flew from China into Tibet we crossed over amazingly beautiful snow covered mountain peaks, the type of scenery you asssociate with photos of Everest and K2.

However after landing in Tibet and traveling via road to Lhasa, we started entering this dreary colored landscape devoid of vegetation. As we rounded a bend in the road, before us appeared the vista in my dreams, totally barren brown lunar looking landscape with incredibly tall and wide brown mountains.

When I told my friend about the dreams and the landscape, she told me that the time that my dreams began coincided with the time that she began putting the trip together and that one of the reasons that she designed the trip was to have something interesting to entice me to go. She wanted to get to know me better. She said that she worked on the trip almost everyday and each day was thinking of me while making the plans.

It was a wonderful trip and many friendships were formed during that month. For 15 years I traveled to many different places with the various people that I met on that trip. Not a one of us dozen folks have not remained friends until this day. We all like one another well enough to travel together either individually or in a group. How unusual is that?
Imagestormyla
Oct 3, 2010 5:40 PM CST
Name: Stormy
Valley Forge Pa
I Love MAM ~ So Happy Together
Pam, Your mother sounds as superstitious as my grandmother was. When we were kids she was often truly horrified to find us making faces at the mirrors. She would get very angry and frightened & tell us that we would start to see "devils" in the mirrors if we kept it up. LOL We were not the least bit frightened and would always keep it up until she would get really scared. Then we would stop only because we loved her.

Whenever someone died she always covered all of the mirrors in the house with big table scarves and shawls. She had been born in Ireland and was full of all sorts of superstitions as well as "psychic" capabilities. She had been born with a "caul" on her face. My grandfather carried the caul wrapped in paper in his wallet their entire married life.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Caul

Imagewoodthrush
Oct 3, 2010 5:56 PM CST
Name: woodthrush
Albrightsville PA
My mom died when I was 19 but I do remember she was very superstitious and knew a lot of 'old wives tales,' as they were called back then. They called a Caul a veil then. Her parents were from Switzerland so they brought a lot of old traditions with them.

Here's one of my spooky stories. My mom died on Christmas day. And that evening my sister and I were alone in the house. My sister was sedated and sleeping in her room and
I just got out of the shower. She had a beagle - he was sleeping on the floor and you know how some dogs can whimper in their sleep - well, loud and clear, he whimpered, 'ohhh, mom, poor mom.' I swear the hairs on my arms stood up!
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ImageWoodwife
Oct 3, 2010 6:00 PM CST
Name: Wendy
N. of Houston, Texas - 8b
An Old Wive's Tale
zuzu wrote:Allison, that sounds eerily like a repressed memory rather than an encounter with a ghost. Is it possible that the games of horsey went too far?


It could also be sleep paralysis coupled with the feeling someone is trying to hurt you. I've had that happen a couple of times, but I always figured out it was a dream at some point. It *is* very freaky and frightening.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sleep_paralysis




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Imagestormyla
Oct 3, 2010 6:11 PM CST
Name: Stormy
Valley Forge Pa
I Love MAM ~ So Happy Together
Allison, I would haved loved to have seen Randy's face when that happened. I can't believe that man stayed!! I don't think you are nuts because I grew up around these kind of stories.

My mom and her siblings thought my grandmother was crazy. But my brother and I didn't at all. It's funny, it just now occurred to me as I type this that I was the last family member to see my grandmother alive. I was also present when my grandfather died. I was in the room when my grandfather was given last rights.

There was a special crucifix that hung over his bed that my grandmother insisted be used for the sacrament. It had the body mounted to a mother of pearl overlay that slid open and revealed that the cross was hollow inside and was filled with small candles and a glass bottle of oil.

After my grandparents died my mother kept this crucifix in her bedroom at all times. When my mom died, the thing gave me such heebee geebees that I finally begged a close Catholic friend to take it off of my hands. It now hangs in one of her bedrooms and doesn't bother me at all in her house.

Conversely my grandmother prayed with the same beautiful crystal rosary most of her adult life. I vividly remember her praying with it the night that my grandfather died as I was trying to administer oxygen to him. I was 15 at the time. When she died, I inherited her Rosary, don't know why, one of the family gave it to me.

It hung on my bed post for years and when my brother became very ill, I gave it to him to use. He never slept without it wrapped in his hand. When he died my mother wanted it buried with him. I told her no that it was mine. I went and bought another one for him to be buried with and asked my mother if she would like to use the one that was her mothers. She was extremely happy to have it.

She never slept without that Rosary again until 2 months before she died. Through many lengthy hospitalizations including two lengthy comas, the nurses would wrap that Rosary around her fingers every time they bathed her. These weren't even Catholic hospitals. The Lutheran Minister at the Church that she attended joked at her funeral that she was the only congregant that always brought her Rosary to service and said her Rosary during his sermons. She went to the Lutheran church because she could reach their bathroom without using any steps.

Two months before she died the rosary disappeared in the hospital. We are very grateful that she never knew it. We replaced it with another the next day.
Imagestormyla
Oct 3, 2010 6:17 PM CST
Name: Stormy
Valley Forge Pa
I Love MAM ~ So Happy Together
I have read about that sleep paralysis too. I thought that I once read that it was very common in adults who as children had been through a lot of medical treatment and it was a result of having had been restrained so many times by medical personnel that as an adult, when in stressful periods, they imagined themselves being restrained again. Now I should have probably read your link before typing that

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