Paranormal Experiences

CompactHaven

I was sitting in class at school and the teacher started talking about ghosts. I was floored when almost everyone had a story. One person displaced by Katrina had a cousin who has had orbs floating around him in his pictures ever since he was born (including his yearbook pictures).

Anyway, I've seen my share of floating orbs and such, but I've never been able to stare at something as long as the orange light I saw.

My little sister was swimming underwater in our swimming pool in out backyard. I was looking at her really long hair and I saw something orange. It was extremely bright, and it was swimming through her hair. I stared at it and it disappeared when she came up. It was about the brightest orange I've ever seen. Really really saturated. She saw it too soon after.

I have an older cousin who's lived in the same area since he was a boy. Now, he isn't just a loon, he got a scholarship to Notre Dom. He was driving around his neighborhood area, (with his brother who is as smart as he is) and he took a wrong turn. They found themselves in a neighborhood they had never seen. He said it was like they were in Mexico. Stucco houses and Mexicans everywhere. I think the road was even dirt.

It really surprised him and he said it was extremely surrealistic. After he left, he tried to find it again and he couldn't. He had lived in this area all of his life, and his older brother had too, and they couldn't even find a local street. They went to the city hall and asked around, and nobody had ever heard of it. They also got a map and were unable to find it. Pretty weird stuff.

swapnalokam

for the last incident.. can't you call it halucination..

the_mariska

mephisto73

Do I belive in ghosts?

Not really, but that being said, knowledge is not complese by any measure. I do belive that the power of the human mind is vastly underestimated, and what goes on in our collective minds may hold the answer to the question about the paranormal. It is no coincidence that "paranormal" observations follows trends...
Take the UFO craze for example. Everyone saw UFOs- now its pretty much out of the public mind.

Rebzie

It's weird people that have been exposed to alot of electromagnets are more likely to see ghosts and other paranormal things weither they are real are not. When "ghost hunter" inspect a haunting the often pick up natual magetic forces. This would explain why so many more people have had paranormal experience than in the past because we have been exposed to so much electricity in our day to day lives.

Kallisti

I have no explanation for why some people see ghosts/orbs/whatever (barring mental illness with symptoms including hallucinations, of course), but I do believe that some instances of paranormal activity are legitimate. I have had a fair amount of odd stuff happen to/around me, and I shrug off most of it. I have seen lights that zip around; I have seen "Shadow People" from the corner of my eye; I have even had instances in which mechanical gadgets with no apparent source of power (no batteries, not plugged into the wall) would activate of seemingly their own accord and, when I asked aloud if someone was trying to communicate with me, would activate again (Ouija board sessions in such cases are rather interesting, by the way).

One incident I experienced which still rattles me over a decade later was also my first paranormal experience.

I was about twelve years old and had agreed to babysit my infant nephew at my brother's house due to a personal emergency. My sister-in-law's grandmother had a small apartment in the basement, and she stayed down there for the most part. I'd only met the woman once or twice before this incident, so I didn't know much about her. Anyway, I put my nephew down for bed and sat watching the telly for a few hours. I got up to use the bathroom at about 11PM that night and when I came out I looked across the hallway and into the baby's room to check on him. Nagua was standing over the crib, arranging the blankets, and she responded when I greeted her and asked how she was. "I'm just checking on the baby," she replied, and went back to tucking him in. I headed to the kitchen to get a snack and when I was done with that, she was gone. I assumed she'd slipped back down to the basement and thought nothing of it.

My brother and his wife come back the next day, and I notice my sis-in-law is upset about something. When I asked what was wrong, she told me that Nagua had died.

Question

I'm getting a little creeped out, so I asked when it happened . . . and was told just after 11 the night before. Shocked

It turns out the emergency I had to babysit for was Nagua slipping down the stairs and breaking her hip. She was close to 100 at the time, and she died from complications from the injury. I guess she wanted to say good-bye to my nephew before crossing over to wherever she went.

Another bizarre incident happened about a year and a half ago. I had moved back in with my father to help take care of my grandmother; when I did so, I took the bedroom that used to be my aunt's. My aunt had died a few years prior (breast cancer that got too far, went into her lymph nodes, and took over her body -- for God/dess' sake, ladies, do your breast exams!!!); when she was healthy she and I had a strong resemblance. Same height, similar weight, same build, short dark hair, etc. Anyway, I'm up late playing on the computer one night after everyone else went to bed, and I have the bedroom door closed because I'm listening to music and don't want to wake my grandmother. I stretched and glanced over my shoulder in the general direction of my door and saw a female figure floating at the foot of my bed. She was middle-aged with long brown hair and was wearing what looked like a wedding dress. She had a very bewildered look on her face and was staring at me. I watched her for a minute, she kept staring at me, and after a minute I asked her if she was lost or needed help with something. She frowned, shook her head, and muttered, "Not Janice" (Janice was my aunt's name).

Weird on its own, no? It gets weirder. My grandmother starts telling me at breakfast the next morning about a very vivid dream she had in which her sister Frances was getting married in a lavish cathedral. I'd heard about my great-aunt Frances at other times in the past, but had never met her; my curiosity piqued, I asked my grandmother if she had a picture of Frances. She had one from several decades before, and I was looking at the woman who'd been in my bedroom. Now, here's the kicker: my aunt Frances was in a nursing home at the time and in advanced stages of Alzheimer's disease. She often didn't know what was going on and almost every time my grandmother spoke on the phone with her, she's ask to speak to Janice (having forgotten yet again that she'd died). Maybe my grandmother's dream was so vivid because Frances popped in for a visit, and decided to check on my aunt at the same time . . .

I've got tons of odd little things I could relate, but I question most of them. I was diagnosed last summer with Bipolar Disorder, and a lot of those things stopped for me after the meds got into my system. So in all fairness, it's possible I hallucinated most of that stuff. Or an imbalance of brain chemicals makes one more likely to experience paranormal activity. I've stopped trying to figure out which it is. Reality's plenty weird anyway, and all that stuff makes for interesting stories regardless of where it comes from. Very Happy

Lady_Star

Wow... I would have thought that there would be more here than there is... I have a theroy about the paranormal and people... some based on fact some not... We we are small children we are encouraged to have a strong imagination and be creative... how many of us had imaginary friends when we were small... probably most of us... when we get a little older we are told that we cannot pretend anymore we have to grow up and see the truth that our imaginary friends are not real... this is just an example of where my theroy in part comes from... My theroy on this is that when we are small we know that things exist outside of our physical realm and we interact with them but we are then conditioned later to not accept these things any longer therefore as we become more conditioned we refuse to see those things outside the physical realm any longer... since we then do not see them well of course they do not exist... but then we grow up and encourage our children to have a vivid imagination and the cycle starts all over again... I believe that if the norm was not to disbelieve and that if children were not conditioned to forget about their imaginary friends that more people would see and believe... Smile

Kallisti... if you read this I think you will maybe see why before your meds for the bipolar you were able to see these things and not so much after... it goes along with my theroy... before you started taking the meds your mind was open to the paranormal world even though you were probably among those that had been conditioned not to believe... the imbalance caused you to be able to see things that most do not... much like a child or animal can see them... the meds closed off that part of your awareness so you are not as likely to see them now... but with practice and belief you will be able to see them again... Smile

With that said... my daughters and I have had a polterguist (at least that is what I think it is) that has been with us through several moves and all the good and bad times... we call him "Fred" but that is not or should I say was not his real name... it was Timothy something... "Fred" is very mischievous he will take things like keys, hair brushes, hair ties and so on and hide them from us and then when we are frustrated because we cannot find them where we left them they will show back up right where we thought they were in the first place... "Fred" one time took a gameboy and didn't put it back for a couple of months (but that was the extreme... usually it is no more than a day or so at most)... "Fred" is also a protector he has woke me up in the middle of the night when there was something wrong with one of the kids or animals so that I could tend to them... we have grown to accept "Fred" over the years

This is just one of many experiences with the paranormal world that I and my girls have experienced... I would be more than happy to share more if anyone would like... I am not the norm when it comes to the paranormal I have encouraged my girls to never stop seeing the world that exists within our physical world and hope that they never forget that