i'm somewhat fascinated with ghosts, but not to the extent that i'm out looking for them or anything. anyway, just wondering if anyone else has had an experience that they can't explain. here's mine....
it happened about 8 1/2 to 9 years ago at an house that had just been converted into 2 apartments. i woke up around noon or so and noticed everyone was gone. i was standing in the bathroom with my hand in the shower waiting for the water to get warm, staring at the floor. all of a sudden, the door to the cabinet under the sink opened up 3/4 of the way full and slammed shut. i immediately went over to it and looked for a rat or something that would have opened it. there was nothing, not even a register in case the furnace kicked on and somehow blew it open. i don't know what it was that did it, but it was kinda cool.
we live in another house that had just been built and my wife and oldest stepdaughter claimed to have seen some ghosts, but i didn't. the neighbors across the lot saw the same things. that place was built on top of what used to be a church or a school.
one time I was in El Campo and I saw a picture of my grandmother who died before I could have seen her.
I said "man I wish I couldve seen her." So we left the next day for home and I go to sleep at night. I wake up around 3:00 am and hear my door open and I look and there is a white figure that comes up and walks up to me then walks back to my door and leaves. It looked like the picture I saw in my aunt and uncles bedroom.
I slept in my parents bedroom the next two nights because I was so freaked out. It was pretty interesting though.
one time I was in El Campo and I saw a picture of my grandmother who died before I could have seen her.
I said "man I wish I couldve seen her." So we left the next day for home and I go to sleep at night. I wake up around 3:00 am and hear my door open and I look and there is a white figure that comes up and walks up to me then walks back to my door and leaves. It looked like the picture I saw in my aunt and uncles bedroom.
I slept in my parents bedroom the next two nights because I was so freaked out. It was pretty interesting though.
cool. your parents probably thought u were crazy, huh? i'm wondering why a ghost would bother to open a door. that's real crazy.
how would u explain what happened to me? i'm not a mutant with the power of telekinesis, so i didn't do it. don't get me wrong, i'm still somewhat skeptical until i SEE something right in front of me, but there is no other way to explain what occured.
there might not be ghosts but there can be spirits and demons nd crazy **** like that. I was watching 'A haunting'' on tv a couple of times and that **** was real.
I never saw a ghost, but I do believe in magic, heres why. When I was around 6, I went to my home country for the summer, Bangladesh. Around some point, a huge fish bone got stuck in my throat, and it was lodged there painfully for about 2 or 3 days; some guy in my village (its in Bangladesh ) referred my dad to this guy who somehow fixes minor things like this, my dad decided to give it a try. We go there, and the guy is like 95, (HE PISSES IN A TUBE!) The old guy took some little container out(like a tablet container you get from Rite Aid) Inside was some liquid(looked like oil) and he put some on his palm, and some on my palm. He told me to rub my hands, as did he, and he started muttering something, and he kept rubbing that oil. After ten minutes, I SWEAR TO GOD, my fish bone was in his hand, and my throat was sore, but there was no fish bone in it. I was really young, so I didnt really understand the signifigance of what this guy did, anyways, from then on, I started believing in magic.
Anyone with an open mind who looks at all the new evidence knows that ghosts, do indeed, exist. See Ghost Hunters for example, they do not alter tapes , and that show alone is enough evidence for proof there is paranormal life forms.
have u had a ghost experience?
) referred my dad to this guy who somehow fixes minor things like this, my dad decided to give it a try. We go there, and the guy is like 95, (HE PISSES IN A TUBE!) The old guy took some little container out(like a tablet container you get from Rite Aid) Inside was some liquid(looked like oil) and he put some on his palm, and some on my palm. He told me to rub my hands, as did he, and he started muttering something, and he kept rubbing that oil. After ten minutes, I SWEAR TO GOD, my fish bone was in his hand, and my throat was sore, but there was no fish bone in it. I was really young, so I didnt really understand the signifigance of what this guy did, anyways, from then on, I started believing in magic.
