The Paranormal
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I've had a couple of freaky things happen to me that I cannot explain.
I often have de ja vu - I often arrive at a place, or do something, and I remember feeling like I have done it before!
Another experience I had was when I was about 7 or 8 and we were at my mum's work mate's house for a BBQ. I was there with my sister, and there was 3 other girls. We decided to go and play in the woods in the field behind the house, and we were warned it was haunted, but we ignored them.
We went on into the woods, walked through it for a bit, when one of the girls we were with stopped in her tracks. She pointed a shaking hand over to a fallen over tree trunk, and we all saw a little boy sitting on the trunk, smiling, his eyes blank. We screamed and legged it.
We talked about it after wards, and we had all seen the same boy - blank smile, black soulless eyes, dressed in Elizabethan garb.
When I first lived with my boyfriend in a old manor house, I never used to like getting up at night, and walking down to the loo. I can never explain it, I just hated it.
In our next house, which was only built in the 50s/60s, I never got this feeling, I used to just walk down the hallway happy as larry.
Now we're in old new place, which is a converted Victorian workhouse, and now the feeling is back- I hate getting out of bed in the dark - I feel like there's something at the end of the hallway watching me.
My dad fundamentally denies believing in ghosts, although he's had a couple of experiences himself.
Where he used to live in Andover, he was sleeping in his bedroom one night, when he woke up to the feeling of someone sitting on his bed. He looked, but there was no-one there - just the imprint, and the feeling of the person on his bed.
Another time, he was out helping his dad in the back garden, when he took a break and happened to look in the direction of his bedroom. Someone was standing by the window, although my dad swears there was no-one else in the house, the front door was locked and they were all in the back garden.
He still never believes in them to this day.
All subjective of course, and I fundamentally believe Seeing is Believing.
I often have de ja vu - I often arrive at a place, or do something, and I remember feeling like I have done it before!
Another experience I had was when I was about 7 or 8 and we were at my mum's work mate's house for a BBQ. I was there with my sister, and there was 3 other girls. We decided to go and play in the woods in the field behind the house, and we were warned it was haunted, but we ignored them.
We went on into the woods, walked through it for a bit, when one of the girls we were with stopped in her tracks. She pointed a shaking hand over to a fallen over tree trunk, and we all saw a little boy sitting on the trunk, smiling, his eyes blank. We screamed and legged it.
We talked about it after wards, and we had all seen the same boy - blank smile, black soulless eyes, dressed in Elizabethan garb.
When I first lived with my boyfriend in a old manor house, I never used to like getting up at night, and walking down to the loo. I can never explain it, I just hated it.
In our next house, which was only built in the 50s/60s, I never got this feeling, I used to just walk down the hallway happy as larry.
Now we're in old new place, which is a converted Victorian workhouse, and now the feeling is back- I hate getting out of bed in the dark - I feel like there's something at the end of the hallway watching me.
My dad fundamentally denies believing in ghosts, although he's had a couple of experiences himself.
Where he used to live in Andover, he was sleeping in his bedroom one night, when he woke up to the feeling of someone sitting on his bed. He looked, but there was no-one there - just the imprint, and the feeling of the person on his bed.
Another time, he was out helping his dad in the back garden, when he took a break and happened to look in the direction of his bedroom. Someone was standing by the window, although my dad swears there was no-one else in the house, the front door was locked and they were all in the back garden.
He still never believes in them to this day.
All subjective of course, and I fundamentally believe Seeing is Believing.
Ace-T said:
I read somewhere that they are going to do a new TV series.
Pah, there are simply some things we do not understand. But there are also a lot of idiots that are very superstitious out there who pollute any documented evidence. Maybe we will be able to explain everything in the years to come (similar to explaining how 'thunder' really isn't God being a bit pissed).
Maybe we wont? But one thing will remain consistent: you cannot rely on the statements from the general population. Or from anyone really as they interpret things.
If I put a thermometer into a room it would read (for example) 21 degrees C. If I was to ask 10 people how warm do they think it is, I would receive answers from "bloody freezing" "alreeet" "a bit warm" but none of it would be reliable unbiased information.
Maybe we wont? But one thing will remain consistent: you cannot rely on the statements from the general population. Or from anyone really as they interpret things.
If I put a thermometer into a room it would read (for example) 21 degrees C. If I was to ask 10 people how warm do they think it is, I would receive answers from "bloody freezing" "alreeet" "a bit warm" but none of it would be reliable unbiased information.
zollburgers said:
Pah, there are simply some things we do not understand. But there are also a lot of idiots that are very superstitious out there who pollute any documented evidence. Maybe we will be able to explain everything in the years to come (similar to explaining how 'thunder' really isn't God being a bit pissed).
Maybe we wont? But one thing will remain consistent: you cannot rely on the statements from the general population. Or from anyone really as they interpret things.
If I put a thermometer into a room it would read (for example) 21 degrees C. If I was to ask 10 people how warm do they think it is, I would receive answers from "bloody freezing" "alreeet" "a bit warm" but none of it would be reliable unbiased information.
Absolutely... A bit like that ball throwing video they show at 'workshops'...Maybe we wont? But one thing will remain consistent: you cannot rely on the statements from the general population. Or from anyone really as they interpret things.
If I put a thermometer into a room it would read (for example) 21 degrees C. If I was to ask 10 people how warm do they think it is, I would receive answers from "bloody freezing" "alreeet" "a bit warm" but none of it would be reliable unbiased information.
TJA said:
Grandad that he knew that Sonny (his bro) had died, because every clock and watch in the entire house had stopped... bizarre.
There seems to be quite a few instances of this. My uncle was very ill and had been for a long time with multiple sclerosis. I forget all the details but my mum recalls being woken abruptly in the night for no apparent reason, thinking of her brother. Her wristwatch had stopped (She had owned it 25yrs or so) and so had her bedside clock, both at exactly the same time. This was just after 2am, they got a call from the hospital not long after to say her brother had passed away.My Nan told me of the time during the war, when she woke up in the night, to see her brother standing at the foot of her bed.
He was dressed in military uniform and she described how the moonlight reflected off of the metal buttons. He saluted her and then disappeared.
Several days later, a telegram arrived, to say that he had been killed in action.
Tim
He was dressed in military uniform and she described how the moonlight reflected off of the metal buttons. He saluted her and then disappeared.
Several days later, a telegram arrived, to say that he had been killed in action.
Tim
catman said:
My Nan told me of the time during the war, when she woke up in the night, to see her brother standing at the foot of her bed.
He was dressed in military uniform and she described how the moonlight reflected off of the metal buttons. He saluted her and then disappeared.
Several days later, a telegram arrived, to say that he had been killed in action.
Tim
Sounds similar to something that happened to my Mum when she was a child. She was in bed, feeling ill, and was visited by a kindly-looking old woman she'd never met before, in a white dress, who came into the room, stood at the end of the bed, smiled, waved, and walked out again. She didn't feel intimidated by the woman at all.He was dressed in military uniform and she described how the moonlight reflected off of the metal buttons. He saluted her and then disappeared.
Several days later, a telegram arrived, to say that he had been killed in action.
Tim
Shortly after, my Grandma came in to check that she was OK. My Mum asked her who the nice woman in the white dress was, whether she was still in the house, and whether she could talk to her. My Grandma said there was no-one else in the house, and asked my mum to describe her as she thought there might be an intruder.
When she described her, my Grandma looked aghast, went out and came back with an old family photo album. The woman, it seemed, was my mum's Great-Grandmother, who had died in the same bed before my mum was born.
As far as ghosts are concerned, I don't believe they are some malevolent 'spirits of the dead', or any kind of religious occurrence, but rather some occasional phenomenon of temporal physics that we will one day be able to explain, but science hasn't got anywhere near yet.
Edited by Twincam16 on Wednesday 17th November 11:50
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