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I LIVED AND GREW up in
a little town called Salome Arizona, Which is about 2 hours west of
phoenix by Wickenburg. My family owns lands there, and we have our
own private cemetery as well. Growing up my grandfather (A not so
good man) Built the house that we lived in. From the time I can
recall we lived with ghosts. Things moving, Things being thrown
around, Sounds you could not explain, Lights that would travel in
the middle of the desert without any form of explanation. The house
has since been torn down because it fell into disrepair but the land
stands and its just as disturbing as it was then if not more.
Something is there and it wishes nothing more than to be heard. I'm
not sure why, Now I am a pretty gifted empath, I'm not saying IM
psychic at all, but going back there after I have been touched by
this gift, it was like smothering. The land itself was sucking the
life from others. As strange as that sounds. A for instance when I
was about 5 I had the flu really bad! My mother was outside tending
to laundry and I was in the front most bedroom, There was only two
bedrooms, but I was in the one that was furthest away from where she
was. We didn't have built in closets because my grandparents were
from Ireland. so we had freestanding closets that came about a foot
away from the wall itself, and I of course having the flu had fever
so bad. Well as my mother left the closet door opened, and when the
door to the outside closed from my mother, Out stepped the head and
torso of my great grandmother, at least I think it was, I never met
her only had a picture of her face hanging in our living room. I
could feel her sit on the side of my bed, and when she touched my
forehead I could feel the coolness of her fingers. I could have
sworn she was real. And she whispered to me.. "Everything is going
to be alright" And I closed my eyes a moment later and I heard my
mother come in and sit with me. and when I finally fell asleep after
being so afraid to do so ! I woke and my fever was gone. That was
just one example of what happened there. Thanks for listening!Jennifer Crane
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MY GRANDMOTHER LIVED to be 94
yrs old and all of my life growing up
I knew her to collect Cardinal figurines and things. Her room was
full of
Cardinals. She would sit next to the window staring at her bird
feeders
watching the birds and pointing out red cardinals.
At her funeral as the pastor was talking a few cardinals landed on
the
casket and sat there for a few minutes. And as they were lowering
her, a
burst of cardinals singing in the distance broke out and did not
quit
until she was lowered all the way.
Mike
Nickolas
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I WAS ACTUALLY
the
first to experience something. I was home sick one day, and I was in
bed, just beginning to doze off again when this HUGE booming voice
echoed all through the apartment that yelled "HEY!!" I jumped up out
of the bed and stood there completely dazed and just looking around.
I was home alone! My partner was actually grabbed around the waist
while she slept one night. I was up late drinking and she'd gone to
bed a little earlier. In the morning, she asked me if I had been
messing with her the night before. She had been all alone in our
room.
We have two adult room mates and two children
that also live with us. I'm not going to include everything that has
happened to all of us because there would just be way too much. One
day, our female room mate was home by herself, and the kids were
outside playing. She was doing dishes in the kitchen and she went
outside to go check on the kids for a moment. When she came back in,
her oldest daughters car seat, which had been under a table in the
dining room, was sitting in front of the sink! Her youngest daughter
carries on conversations with no one, teasing them with her food
when she is in her high chair. Finally, our male room mate was just
fixing the shower curtain in the front bathroom two days ago when
one of the shower hooks fell off. He bent down to pick it up, and it
was gone! He's mad now because we can't find it anywhere.
Our ghosts seem more mischievous and annoying
than threatening. We were having a party one night, and the blender
was being used to make mixed drinks. We poured everybody a glass,
set the blender pitcher down , and when we turned back around the
lid was just gone. We tore everything out of our cabinets, looked in
the dishwasher, even the oven. The lid was no where to be found and
we couldn't make any more drinks. A few weeks later, that lid showed
up, gently placed on top of the Tupperware we'd torn out of the
cabinet.
Investigators from API are coming over tonight
to have a peek. I can't wait!
Misty Cahal
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I HAD A HOUSE years ago (in
Mesa) that turned out to have a lost soul in it. I figured it out
from my dogs, who are more sensitive to such things than most
people. Once I figured it out, I conducted a little ceremony to wish
the spirit well and help it move on. Afterwards, I never had another
problem.
I found out some time after that,
that the previous owners, who owned a local chain of jewelry
stores that is since gone, had a son who had committed suicide in
the room in question. The disturbances had always been just in
front of the usually closed door to that room. I was using it for
a music room. I had wondered why the ceiling in that room was the
only one with a textured coating on it and assumed it was to hide
some kind of damage but I had no idea what had caused the damage.
Just thought you might like to hear
about this incident.
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I grew up in the Carefree/Cave Creek area. Back in
the mid 80s (in the days of my miss spent youth I might add) and
when the area was a lot less populated than it is now. I was on my
way home from hanging out with my friends. I decided drive my 4WD
into a wash that was on the way home off of Pima road & south of
Cave Creek road to polish off a couple of the few remaining beers
that were in the cooler and take the wash home that passed almost in
front of my house before I called it a night. (this was a customary
thing back then between the locals and the Sheriffs that if you had
tied a little one on that it was safe passage as long as you stayed
off the main roads). I proceeded to stop my truck, turn on the tunes
drop the tail gate & grabbed a beer and just started kicking back.
Normally I'm mindful of the desert but that night I decided to be a
litter bug and toss the empties off onto the side of the wash. On
about round 3 a beer can was thrown earlier landed at my feet from
where it was resting about 15-20 feet away in the darkness. It was
common in the wash for some of my friends to slip in from some of
the surrounding homes on foot if they saw someone park there. I
didn't bother to look into the desert I just thought it was one of
my buddies playing a joke on me. So I opened another one downed it,
did the same thing and about 10 seconds later there it was at my
feet. I thought alright, enough is enough and grabbed my flashlight
& shined it to the area, no one there. I thought I must have
been loosing my mind and grabbed another and sipped it down. Before
I tossed it, a coke can that was laying around the same spot as
where the others were landed at my feet. This time, my flashlight
was in hand & I shined it to the area, no one. I panicked and
shouted "do you want me to pick these up"? Then with my light on the
area of the last can it flew from behind a bush into the back of my
truck no one definitely there! I quickly grabbed the cans at my feet
jumped into the truck and made it home up a wash 1/4 mile in what
seemed to be about 10 seconds. I have not been in the wash since.
The area is a little less than 1/4 mile from the town cemetery &
near what used to be a cavalry road.
Randy Withers
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I am Navajo Indian. I have a few stories but I will
share one in particular that has scared me. I'm not a journalist so
I will do my best.
It was a Friday night and my family and I were
heading up to the Navajo Reservation (Chinle area) for the weekend.
A ceremony was going on at my Aunt's house when we arrived at our
home. We had arrived very late (11pm). My dad, brother, and I
started unpacking the truck when we saw 3 four wheelers running
about in the prairies near our home. My dad and I continued to
unpack thinking that it was my drunk cousins going nuts on a Friday
night. They had seen our truck lights on and started coming our way.
My dad motioned for my brother and I to go inside and lock the door.
We heard my dad talking and it was my Uncle Jr, and a couple of
cousins (can't remember who). They were riding around because at the
ceremony the medicine man had seen 2 sets red eyes peering at him
through a small opening. So he advised the men to see what it was.
My Uncle JR said that they had been chasing whatever it was out here
for almost an hour. He said that one of the "creatures" had lunged
at him so that is why he had a rifle with him. After hearing this my
dad go his rifle and sat watch to protect us for the night. A few
hours later we heard gun shots. I was so scared. My dad came back in
and said that everything was alright and that it would be morning
soon. When morning came, I had asked my dad what happened. He said
that as he was on the porch most of the night with my Uncle, they
had heard a noise in a distant and went to check it out. Seems that
they had seen 2 sets of red eyes peering at them. They told whoever
it was to show themselves or they will be shot. Nothing. So my Uncle
took aim and shot. My dad said that he heard a woman scream!! A few
minutes later sounded like a truck door opening and closing. Then
nothing for the night after that. For my dad to tell me this story
and for my Uncle to vouch for it, it is 100% TRUE
Denise Mike
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This really isn't a spooky ghost
story, it is more of a spirit story. I have a 10 month old son. The
day that he was conceived was the day after my grandmother passed
away. I say that Kaizer is a gift from my grandmother.There is a
place in my bedroom in the top corner by the door that my son always
looks at when he is in the bedroom. One night when my husband and I
were going to bed, I saw a light figure of a head in the top corner
of the room. It was a figure of my grandmother. I had never seen
this figure before. About an hour later my son wakes up screaming
like he was in pain. I walked him around the living room thru the
hallway and nothing could calm him down. I took him into the bedroom
thinking I could rock him in the chair. He looks up in that same
corner as I did and stops crying. He smiled a little bit and then
proceeded to go back to sleep. I realize that my grandmother is my
son's guardian angel and that is where she sits and watches over the
family to protect us from harm.
Shanna Stinson
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At the Greenway Springs apartments in Phoenix Arizona
their is a
haunting. In the apartment my boyfriend and I live in , strange
things are
happening. Anyone who sleeps over has nightmares. In the morning
you hear
someone get in the shower when no one really does. When you take a
shower
by yourself you can feel someone in the shower with you sometimes.
my hair
stands on it's ends just typing here. Last night somebody threw
something in
our bedroom doorway but none was awake. spooky
Lindsay Terry
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In 1995 to 2002, my parents owned a house off of 43rd
avenue and bell rd. (on Grandview rd.) In my parents bedroom, they
had an armoire where they kept their TV. Whenever my parents
(together or alone) were watching TV, the doors to the armoire would
close. We are the type of family that is skeptical of supernatural
and ghostly occurrences so we figured that it could've been the
air-conditioning or some other factor. We soon believed that it was
a spirit of some sort, because it happened the whole time we lived
there. We would also hear a very loud, startling bang noise in the
very same room. The presence was never threatening, but just strange
and never showed itself. When my parents sold the house, our
neighbors kids bought it. The woman who now lives there used to do
my hair. I came in one time after they lived there and she had asked
me if I had ever heard or noticed anything strange in the house. We
had never mentioned this to these people and she described similar
experiences. Weird huh?!
Kari B
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Our family shares 10 ghosts that travel from house to
house we have 2 little girls a grown woman name Amzia we call her
Broom Hilda she thinks she controls the family we also have 3 little
boy who stand in the corners and we have and we have a guy that sits
in the fireplace at my house...
Amber S.
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When I was a little girl, I used to
get sick a lot. like cold/flu bugs. one night, when I had a little
bit of a fever and couldn't sleep, my aunt came into my room with a
small glass of water for me, and put her hand on my forehead,
comforting me to sleep. in the morning, I came out of my room to
return the glass to the kitchen, and thank her for the night before.
she had no idea what i was talking about. we would have just thought
I was delirious from the fever, but for the glass that still had a
trickle of water in it.
we know this was a ghost because (she) wanders the hall and 3 of
the bedrooms in that house. when we are watching TV there or lying
on the couch reading, we will see her as a fuzzy outline in the
hall. when we look directly at her, she fades away. I call her a she
because of the night she took care of me.
Janina N.
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My multiple ghost story occurred in
the area of 61st ln and Brown in Glendale. My ex husband (future ex
husband back then) and I had moved into a house with my 3 younger
children in tow, they were approx 6, 8 and 10. I am a paramedic and
work 24 hour shifts with 2 days off between shifts which left me
home alone during the days because my kids were in school and my
future ex husband was a police officer in Glendale and worked days.
Not long after moving in I heard loud footsteps walking across my
roof. they sounded heavy and at a kind of fast pace. I jumped up
from the couch and ran out the front door to see who was on my roof.
I saw nothing out front so I ran around to the back of the house
thinking I had a possible intruder which I thought was kinda ballsey
(sp) in the broad daylight. I found nothing...no foot prints or
signs of anything unusual so I went back inside. a little bit later
it happened again so again I did my parameter check (cop talk...it
rubs off on y!a) again nothing. So I went back inside and just
like clockwork it happened again. This time I called my big brave
future ex-husband home in his police car and I told him what
happened and that I thought it was somebody messing with me. he
checked the "parameter" and nothing. soooo this occurred several
times on different days for quite a while and only for me never when
anybody else was home...HOW RUDE! So now I looking like I'm pretty
whacked when one evening (still light out) while all of us were in
the living room watching TV...it occurred. Now my future ex went
into action and checked everything out. Nothing but at least now it
wasn't just me. He and they became believers. Soon other things
began to happen some of them very funny to me like my kids
separately, never together, would come running into the living room
and say yeah mom! as if I had called them which I hadn't and when I
told them I didn't call they would get angry and say that I did.
Ghosts with senses of humor !
gotta love it. One night we were getting ready for bed and F.E.H.
(future ex.... both got up from the couch and walked to the TV and I
turned it off and it was definitely off ( yes I turned it off with
the remote while I was standing in front of the TV...habit) and set
the remote on top of the TV and we both walked toward the computer
and 1/2 way across the room the TV turned on behind us with quite an
electrical surge...he turned ghost white and I told him to breathe
and try to calm down. For some reason it didn't scare me at all. I
told him whoever it was was just saying hi or letting his/her
presence be known and wasn't trying to hurt us. I never ever felt
threatened in that house except for when I thought somebody from
this world was trying to get in, as a matter of fact I miss it
terribly. There are so many more stories in that house but I'm
getting typers cramp so I'll leave it at that. If you have never
experienced anything like this I hope that someday you can and of
course that it's as interesting and as positive as my experiences
have been.
Patty S.
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I lived in a condo in the 7th St and
Dunlap area for 6 years. Almost every night, around 1 or 2 am, I
would see 2 little boys run through my bedroom. They would come in
where the window was located and exit on the opposite wall. Just as
they were exiting the room, they would separate, The blond one going
towards "S" mountain and the Native American one heading toward
Dreamy Draw. I always had the impression that the parents didn't
want the boys to play together, but they were great friends anyway.
They were always running and laughing.Kay S.
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I will start by saying I am a strong believer
in the after life and spirits. I lost my mom 11 yrs ago just after
the birth of my daughter. As my daughter was growing up, she used to
talk to her self all the time. She was around 3 when I asked her who
she was talking to, her reply didn't shock me but brought comfort.
She smiled up at me and said "nanny, and she says she loves you." it
still to this day brings a tear to my eye and a smile to my face. At
times I can still hear
Cheyenne talking to her
nanny and that’s awesome. I moved to
Arizona July 04. Now my
favorite animal is squirrels. I miss them the most since our move
and people are always telling me that there aren't any in phoenix,
at least not the grey ones I’m use to. On Sunday morning I was
getting my son ready to go fishing with his sister and friends when
I saw it, sitting on my wall at the back of my house was a grey
squirrel. Well I knew who it was just by the oddness of seeing it
here. I told my daughter and she said it was nanny saying hi, and I
agreed. Now the strange thing, Monday night around 8 my kids were
coming down the hall and a clock that is hung on a cabinet facing up
the hall just jumped off the nail and landed on the floor. Now all 4
of us saw this happen. No one said anything except to ask if we all
saw the same thing, and yes we did. That was not the first time it
has happened. About a week earlier I was watching TV after everyone
had gone to bed when I heard a loud thud. When I went to look I
found the same clock had fallen into the trash. I know my mom has
followed my family here, but there is something else that is here as
well. I hope to find out soon, or I’m going to be buying a lot of
clocks I think.
Robyn E
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During
the late 70's early 80's when I was attending Alhambra
High School, I made an unlikely friend. She would constantly tell me
of the
strange occurrences happening to her and her sister. Inexplicable
phenomena, showers turning to urine, her sister being tormented at
night,
apparently sexual advances by an unseen force. I was young, and
thought nothing
less than craziness, although I always had a strange affinity for
the
paranormal. We used to go to her house, which was one block from the
school, during
lunch hour, eat, listen to music and smoke cigarettes.
On one occasion, when were in her bedroom, this is where we would
smoke, opening her
window so her parents wouldn't smell it, my friend started
displaying weird
actions, as if she were extremely uncomfortable, I asked her what
was wrong,
and she replied that it was the strange force that frequently
bothered her.
The radio that we were listening to, suddenly increased in volume,
and then
decreased. I thought nothing, all of the sudden, loud banging on the
closed bedroom door! This REALLY scared me! There was no one in the
house! I believe the door
knob turned vigorously as well. My friend continued to say there was
no one
in the house, and logically I knew this, but, what was it??!!! We
went and
checked every corner of the house, all doors and windows were
locked. Scared to
death, we retreated back to her bedroom. With in seconds, there was
a
huge, loud bang, as if the front door had slammed shut. My friends
bedroom
wall was shared with the entry hall, so there was no mistaking it!
We went
to see the door, and it was locked, including a latch lock that
could not be
in place, if someone were leaving the house. I ran into her bedroom,
took
out the screen from her window, and ran down the street as fast as I
could,
never going back to that house again.
We remained friends although she was always in a daze looking over
her shoulder constantly. I had a male friend who opposed our
friendship stating that she was whacked, not believing her stories,
trying to explain away my encounter. One day just by
coincidence, my male friend came to my house while my friend
was there. we were listening to music and drinking Pepsi, when my
friend started displaying the weird "encounter" actions
again. My Male friend made a comment when suddenly a Pepsi can flew
from on top
of a stereo speaker. My male friend left in a hurry, and vehemently
opposed
our friendship after that. We weren't friends for too much longer.
she would
do things like walk in front of cars stating the evil entity was
coercing
her. Often times she would speak in low guttural tones. I could not
stand it
anymore! She turned out to be a fly by night friend anyhow, as she
tried to turn one of my best friends against me, and succeeded. Did
the evil
control her finally? I will never know, but I know what I heard and
saw!
Anonymous
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comment: I would like to share my experience of our dog Junior
(female) who
made multiple visits to let us know she was ok after passing on.
Junior and
our other dog Kachina were very much like children to us we loved
them both
very much, and miss them dearly. Junior was a Black & Tan Coonhound
who just
turned 12 and developed a severe case of phenomena. We tried every
remedy
possible to help her, but it was obviously her time to move on.
She passed away while I was holding her body in my lap, and I could
feel her
heart stop beating. Her body shook for awhile, and I could sense her
spirit
leaving her body. This had a terribly strong emotional effect on me,
I
couldn't go anywhere without crying and would many times ask her to
let me
know in some very obvious way that she was ok.
The first was hearing the sound of her toenails on our tile floor,
and
seeing a very small light move through the room. I had initially
thought
this was part of my wishful thinking that it was her, but I was not
convinced. I cried one more evening and told her that I really
needed to
know she was ok, so I could let go and move on in a positive way. As
I left
our bedroom and was heading downstairs, all of the lights in our
front yard
went on! It looked like a baseball field lit up. I stood by the
window and
could feel warmth of love coming through the light it was one of
the most
beautiful experiences I've ever had. I knew it was Junior, and I
thanked her
for letting me know she was ok. I turned to go back into the bedroom
and the
lights went off.
I tried to explain this to my finance and he thought all of my
crying and
grief had really gotten to me. Needless to say, that evening as we
were
eating dinner, the lights in the front yard went on again. I told my
finance
that it was Junior and he thought it could have been the wind
tripping the
automatic lights. The next evening at dinner, the lights went on
again and
this time I went outside to check and there was no wind at all. I
told him
this and he started to believe me. After a week and ˝ of the lights
going on
and off outside particularly when we were thinking of Junior, we
both felt
comfort in the fact that it was her and she wanted us to let go.
I still miss my buddy Junior dearly and will always know she is just
a light
away
Julie
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I live in an apartment complex built about 20
years ago. Up until moving into this apartment, I have never had
ANY odd or unexplained experiences nor have I had any belief in
ghosts, ESP, etc. Since living here, many strange things have been
happening to me. Some of these experiences have been visual. I
have seen a shadowy mist moving through the apartment. I have had
many episodes of what I suspect are ocular migraines since moving
here. I had an ocular migraine many years ago when I also was
plagued with normal migraines - but, none for the last 20 years or
so. There is a coat closet door that I keep noticing in my
periphery is open when it shouldn't be and when I turn to close it,
it is already closed. Twice I have been awakened by very, very
strong odors. Once, a very strong onion-spice-stew cooking smell.
I got out of bed to try to figure out where the smell was coming
from. I live alone and it was around 3:00 a.m. In just a few
minutes, the smell was completely gone. Last night (9/9/06) around
2:00 a.m., I awoke to the overpowering smell that, at first, I
thought was a very sweet-smelling perfume but, realized it smelled
more like someone had sprayed a strong room deodorizer into my
face. The smell was so strong that I felt like I was choking and I
pulled the sheets up to cover my nose and mouth. Again, after a few
minutes the smell was completely gone. Once in the middle of the
night I woke up suddenly and noticed that the clock was blinking
12:00 like the electricity had gone out. Nothing else in the
apartment was affected. I never feel frightened, just a little
freaked out. Should I try to get some recordings – EVP – (is that
correct?) or set up a video camera. Since this has begun, I have
been having periods of ESP-type dreams and "visions" some have been
strong impressions about the serial rapist of all things!
Karen
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Karen
My story in Prescott
Hello, I have a story I would
like to share. I also wonder if I can get some advice on how to
communicate with my "visitor".
I have an apartment in a little fourplex built
in 1966 in Prescott, AZ, and from the day I signed the lease, I knew
I would not be living alone. The first night I had a "dream" (I was
not fully asleep at the time) wherein I had a male visitor come to
me, and tell me that I would not be alone, that I would have to
share my new home with "him". My first reaction was that I was just
imagining it, and I tried to convince myself that it was just a
dream. And for weeks, nothing happened. Then there were a couple
more "dreams" where I saw a figure sitting in my room watching me.
And I have to say, I do not usually remember my dreams, there was
something very real about these "dreams". When I would open my eyes
to look in the area where the presence was, I saw nothing, but I did
see that my cat was very alert and staring in that particular corner
of the room. There have also been times I have felt movement on my
bed before I go to sleep at night, and when I look around, my cat is
out in the living room, sleeping. These episodes occur infrequently,
like a couple times a month. And usually, when these episodes
happen, my cat gets nervous, staking the house, meowing at the
corners of the living room and bedroom. I was still attributing all
this to my imagination until I had a friend over visiting me. I was
just relaxing on my couch, with my eyes closed, when my friend said,
"how did you get those eyes on your wall?" I was confused and looked
and there were two spots that looked like eyes glowing on the wall
of the living room, lasting about a minute then they just faded
away. I still did not want to admit that I really saw something, but
I thought it was strange that my friend saw that, when I had never
even mentioned my other happenings to him. Then, after spending a
few nights here, he said he had felt something on the bed, and
looked around and nothing was there. This started occuring more
frequently, and my friend even started having the "dreams", even
though I had never told him about it. When he told me, I finally
admitted to him that I had been experiencing the same episodes.
Then, finally one night, my friend had a "dream" that the "visitor"
was in the corner of the bedroom and was trying to talk to him,
trying to tell my friend what his name is, but my friend could not
understand the "visitor". The next day my friend and I were out for
dinner, and came back home and found a picture frame with photos of
my aunt and uncle that I had kept on the windowsill was now on the
center of my bed. I picked up the picture frame and the glass on one
side (it was a double picture frame) was broken, and then noticed
that there were small shards of glass on the bed. This time, there
was no denying there is someone else in my home. I could not come up
with any explanation for the picture frame to have gone from the
windowsill to the center of the bed 8 feet away. The cat cannot get
on that window sill, plus nothing else on that window sill was
disturbed, the window was closed, so there was no breeze. And I also
could not explain how glass broke on a soft surface, a quilted
comfortor covering my pillowtop mattress. My friend went back to his
house saying he wanted to check on his father, and I called my
family to check on my aunt. When my friend came back, he went
through my house and scattered ghostchaser throughout (my friend is
full Navajo). Everything has been quiet since then. Nothing happened
for a few months, then I started feeling my "visitor" a couple times
again, not as frequent this time. I always had the impression he not
harmful, until the picture frame incident. Then, I realized there
was a reason for it, and he did not hurt anyone. I just had the
"feeling" he meant no harm. So, when I felt the bed move again for
the first time I kept my eyes closed and said alound, "it's okay,
you can stay here with me. I want to share my home with you." Then,
I felt a gentle touch on my face and then it left. I also had
surgery on my shoulder, and when I was in bed, not quite asleep yet,
I had another "dream" and actually saw a clear image of "him"
sitting on an old trunk I have next to my bed. He was dressed in an
older military uniform, army green color, and he was just sitting
there watching over me, smiling, and I heard him say, "it's alright,
I am here". Now, there are also some other things going on outside
my apartment. There are scurrying sounds coming from the back of the
apartment where the alley is, and when I look I see nothing. This
sound frightens me, immensely. Then a couple weeks ago my friend
came over to my apartment to take care of some things for me while I
was at work. When he came in, he found a crystal vase shattered on
the kitchen floor. The vase was on a shelf above the refrigerator
behind several other objects, like pots and pans. The pots and pans
had not been moved, and the cat cannot jump that high with his
arthritis. This is the first time anything has ever happend in the
kitchen. Usually my "visitor" is in the living room or my bedroom.
The kitchen leads to the alley in the back where I have heard the
scurrying noises. I am afraid of this thing in the alley. I get the
feeling my "visitor" is actually here to protect me from the thing
in the alley. I am just wondering if you can give me advice on how
to talk to my "visitor" and find out who he is, and if there really
is something in the alley, or just a couple raccoons or something
playing around back there.
Well, that is my story to share. Thank you for
reading all this, and any advice anyone can give me. I feel a
"friendship" with my "visitor", and want to know what to call him,
what his name is.
Lori
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