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Apr. 4th, 2012

Two nights ago I was sleeping, when I sort of work up. I was facing the window in my room, but I could feel a presence behind me, and I don't mean my mom or dad. I have no idea of what it was, but I closed my eyes and tried to will it away. Then it entered me or something, and my whole body was tingling, like that feeling when your hand or foot falls asleep but it was my whole body. Then I heard a cat meow and I turned around and the presence disappear, and my cat was sleeping right next to me on the bed. It was about 3:50am. 

I told my mom and she thinks it was one of my grandparents, but what about the meow if my cat was sleeping? Was it my mom's cat she put down a year ago? 

The whole thing has me freaked out. 

House blessing

Thought i'd share my own sort of house blessing ritual,
I am closer to being wicca than any thing, though i do dabble in darker things so now and then i need to house clean if you know what i mean. lj cut for space.

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Our spooky place

My mom, children and I just moved to a duplex in a new town. It is an upstairs/downstairs place with hardwood floors all through the house. It also has a basement. It is a pretty nice place for where we live and how much we pay for it. And it's spooked. I have only heard the stairs when everyone is sleeping but my mom has had more experiences than I have. She found an old candle in the basement and set it on the table that is down there. She went down there again the next day and the candle was thrown half way across the basement. My kids don't go down there because the steps are too steep and neither do I because of the same reason and I am 36 weeks pregnant. And I am not going to even start on the blow flies that live down there. It is really cold down there and they are everywhere.

The other times she has heard someone walking in the hall upstairs at night. My daughters sleep with us so it wasn't them getting up at night or we would know it. Whatever it is prowls the halls at night and goes up and down the stairs. Finally last night she heard things go bump in the night. It spooked her enough to where she turned on lights to go to the restroom. It bumped outside her door then it came into her room and started bumping around. We have no pets except for a little bird and 2 little fish and both are down stairs. I just thought I would share and if there are more experiences, I will definately write them down.

hidden aura

Hello everyone!

Been lurking around for a couple of months now, but now I'm posting coz I have some questions.

1) Is it possible to hide a persons aura?
2) Can this be done by the person her/himself?
3) Can another person or entity hide another person's aura?
4) What are the consequences of one's aura being hidden?

Now some background.

We have three sensitives here at our office. The other day, me and some officemates were talking with two of the sensitives about the paranormal. Our discussion eventually came to auras and they started telling what color each person's aura was. When they came to me, one of them said mine was very difficult to read. The other said it was hidden, or that I was doing something to hide it. At the time though I was actually trying to imagine my aura in hopes of making it easier to read. Anyway, they said auras aren't always visible, and that mine may simply be not visible that day. I'll have to ask them again to check next time. This got me curious though hence the questions above.

Looking forward to some answers. Thanks in advance ^^

Knocking On The Window

I've been reading quite a few entries in here and every single one have given me the chills, it was absolutely thrilling! I figured, maybe I should submit my own experience although it may not be the scariest but I guess it wouldn't hurt to contribute?

First things first though! I'm Asian and English ain't my native tongue so my command of the language may not be up to par and I'm not exactly great at story-telling but I will try my best.

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About 17 years ago (in 1995?) my whole family moved into a temporary apartment while we waited for our new house to be ready as the current owner at the time needed a couple of weeks to move out so dad got us a temporary place to put up, I remember the place being quite old and have heard things from my neighbour next door that the apartment that we're living in then was vacant for a couple of years. Now we Asian believe that if any particular places (room, office spaces, house, etc) have been left empty for a long time, spirits and such will tend to inhabit (is this the right word to use?) the place.

We didn't paid much attention to gossips though we just thought that as long as "they" (supernatural beings) doesn't bother us "we could close one eye" since we're only going to be there for a couple of months.

I was 11 at the time and for the first few days every thing was fine we all managed to settled down w/ no issues whatsoever but considering the house was empty for a few years we had a lot of cleaning to do, there were many insects such as roaches, spiders even centipedes in the kitchen's cabinet, regardless of what we do these buggers keep on appearing every couple of nights or so, it was disgusting but I disgress. Weird things started happening a month after we've moved in, I will break them down.

4 Stories + A YouTube Video )

My old house.

Okay so I'm new here and this is my first post, my friend introduced me to this site and I decided to type up what I went through when I was younger .

Alright, so I lived in this house for 13 years, from when I was brought from the hospital after I was born until the day we decided to move out. Well, I can't remember much, or anything at all about my younger years, seeing those are the years that you are most susceptible to paranormal occurrences, and quite frankly I would rather not remember them since what happend in this house is why we moved. While growing up though, I think I had more than my fair share of experiences, as well as members of my family that had some strange occurrences, that have left an imprint in my mind. I'll start off by giving a description of my house, we lived in a valley named after us next to our grandparents out in the middle of nowhere, so nobody that didn't know us would come out there. It was a rather large house with a long corridor style hallway in which several rooms broke off to, with the half bath being at the very end of the hall, my room was next to it, while across from my room was my parent's master bedroom, also my sister's room was located a few doors down. We also had basically a "second house" in the basement, which was converted to another living arrangement for someone that wanted to stay down there, but nobody did, cause basements are creepy.

Well first off, this house for some reason after watching a movie would literally make whatever was the bad monster in a movie come to life and literally try and terrify you to death, in my case it was the movie "Gremlins," "IT," as well as "Critters." Now I know that my imagination at that age is completely off the charts, but I don't think it was just my imagination, I think whatever was in this house with us would use these fears to its advantage. For some reason, my sister's room and my room did not bother me, it was always my parent's room, and their closet that they had, along with underneath their bed, I don't know why, but I felt like something evil was there, in turn this would cause me to run up and down the hallway to the bathroom/my room and immediately lock the door. Both of my sisters had this weird feeling too, so it wasn't only me. One of my sister's had something dealing with a wolf in which it would try and get her, and it would be in my parent's room, but for my older sister who was a very Christian woman, devoted herself to God and her studies (which is why I believe the house has something in it) saw a figure in the basement bathroom to which she describes as very demon-like: horns, the normal demon stuff. The basement was huge, my sisters and myself would run from the staircase through the basement to get outside, and vice-versa cause we didn't want to be down there, it was as if there were two things in the house, one in my parent's room, and then one in the basement.

While I was getting older, I had plenty of nightmares, usually every night (which stopped after we moved), but before I would fall asleep out of the corner of my eye I would notice this figure standing in my doorway, it was dark and shadowy, and I was scared and when I would turn to look at it, it would disappear, then when I turned the other way it would appear again (I would only see it out of the corner of my eye.) My sister said it was probably just my mom or dad, but I know it wasn't them, they slept with their door closed and I would hear it if it did open, plus this figure would stay there for hours, and I only knew this because I couldn't fall asleep until I literally couldn't stay awake any longer. This went on for several years, it never tried to come near me, or talk to me, from what I remember. There was also an instance where one of those motion activated toys went off by itself, (which I already thought was creepy) so I took out the batteries, and it went off again.

Well my parents ended up getting divorced, can't recall the reason, but I blame it on the house, because every happy couple that came in after we moved out ended up getting divorced. Well when my parents became divorced I was 13, and one night we (my mother, sisters, and I) heard a loud banging in our basement garage. Now you wouldn't get into our house without us knowing, since we had our dogs outside that bark at anyone that they don't know and because our alarm system would have triggered, so this was in the house already. We decided to call our granddad to come up with a shotgun to check it out, everything was fine, but we knew something had been in there or was still in there with us, cause a few things had been moved around. That night, my sisters and I told our mom what we had been going on for the last I would say 10 years, the next day or so we decided to move into an apartment complex until we could get the house sold. When I was about I would say 17 I ended up seeing that same strange figure after leaving my sister's house (which wasn't located anywhere near my old house), it just stared at me while we drove out of the driveway, I'm 21 now, and I haven't seen it since then. So I have no clue what happened to it or I should rather say I don't care what happend to it, or what is going on in that old house, but I would like to go back to it in the daytime to see if it still brings chills to me. 

So I'm not really sure what was in that house, but I feel that it wasn't good, and I'm glad that my family and I left the house, cause I think it could only have gotten worse.

been watching this comm for a while

I have been watching this community for a while now and dont think i've ever posted.
I would like you're view of some things that i witnessed etc, some really creeped me out,
others just made me want to know more about paranormal.
its an old journal entry, but i've allowed all comments there.


http://fallyn.livejournal.com/199354.html

Mar. 6th, 2012

Hi! I'm pretty brand spanking new here, but I've been reading back on some of the posts and they're all really interesting! I wanted to post something myself, kind of as my thanks to everyone for posting their own stories. I had a lot of weird experiences that kind of calmed down after I grew up. So, I figured I would share one of my oldest.

When I was younger, I lived with my grandparents in their house. It was a pretty old house (when I looked it up recently, it was listed as being built in the year 1900) and they had made a lot of changes to it when they moved in. It didn't have any running water or a modern kitchen, initially. They closed in a balcony on the back of the house and added a two car garage in the back yard. There were three bedrooms on the second floor. Originally, there were four. There used to be an out house, but the bedroom on the east side was converted into the bathroom. But, anyway, I'm getting distracted.

When it was nasty outside, I would end up playing on the second floor and especially in the bathroom, because it was so huge and had so much open space in the middle (because it used to be the master bedroom, I think). The door to the attic opened into the bathroom. The stairs to the attic were tall and twisting. Grandma used to pile all kinds of stuff along the steps that made them even more dangerous. I can remember that I used to open one of the old portable typewriters that looked like a suitcase until you opened it, sit at the bottom of the steps, and pretend to write letters to people. I think I just liked the sound that the keys made when I hit them.

It's a strange memory and I don't remember ever telling anyone about it when I was young, but I can remember that there was someone in the attic that I played with and that would watch me play from the top of the steps. I can remember sitting at the bottom of the steps and often looking up at the person who was standing at the top of the steps. I even used to talk to them, though I can't remember what I would say or what I thought they said. When I try to think of who the person was, I can't remember a face, a height, a gender, or even a shape. When I think of how they looked, I just recall a dark shadowy spot. I can remember that it would sometimes sit out in the hall outside my bedroom on some nights and that I used to follow it into the attic and play hide and seek with it among all the junk piled up all over the place.

I don't remember ever being threatened by whatever it was in that was in the attic. I had a lot of nightmares in that house, but I have a lot of nightmares in general. I just thought it might be an interesting story to share.

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Poor Mom

My mom passed away this last november and I have been trying to get her affairs in order. I was driven away by my mothers family and my brothers but had to make one last vist to the house last weekend. My friend Matt(nolj) and I walked in and the first thing we noticed was the smell of my mother.(she had parkinsons and deminta and this caused her to often wet her self wich she would try to hide by masking her scent with perfume). Thinkng nothing of it we set about gathering the last of my wife's and my things. The house was oddly cold but we figgured that was normal for being shut up for a month or so. When ever we would split up both Matt and I exprinced the strange scent, it seemed to follow us plus we both heard footsteps comming from her room. No one was there with us so it soon became unsetling. As we were leaving the scent followed us front and we both heard her call my name.

My brothers took care of her funeral but in order to skimp on cost her last wishes were not followed. My mother loved that house and she told me she would never leave it unless her wishes were met. I worry for the next owners, and I worry for the soul of my mom as well.

99.9% sure I'm haunted.

So the house I grew up in (and still live in) was build it the 1800s. Don't know much history surrounding the place, but I am 99.9% sure it's haunted.

A little bit of everything happens...
Doors opening and closing. Lights turning on and off. Volume of the stereo being adjusting. Voices. Feeling of being watched. Shadows. Cold spots. Catching glimpses of someone elses's face in window/glass reflections. Hearing someone else breathing in the room, feeling someone breathing on you, hearing faint heartbeats, other people coming into the house and seeing things.... Also, every so often, the entire house will shake violently for like 2 seconds, without explanation.

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