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2007-11-01 12:47:31 PM  
ObscureNameHere: I am also stymied by 'visitations' by close relatives who have actually died but that knowledge is unknown to the visitee -- especially in cases where it was totally an unexpected death.

My dad has had a handful of experiences when he would wake up in the middle of the night and just be absolutely positive a member of his family had died, and would find out the next day the person had died within a few minutes of when he woke up. Granted, it was all old people who were sick, but still to be consisitently within a few minutes...
 
2007-11-01 12:51:28 PM  
Cool story Hansel.
 
2007-11-01 1:19:25 PM  
I apparently seem to attract spirits. Strangely, they seem to be "stalking" me, and *other people* see the things following me more often than I see them myself.

I've had a number of "I thought I saw"s and "It could have been a dream"s, and just really weird, "this place isn't right" feelings like most people, and even people telling me of their "I thought I just saw something following you..." and what not. But the one that I'm 100% sure of went thusly:

At the end of the night, we were dropping this one friend off at his apartment building (It was really four towers surrounding a courtyard-kinda-place), and we ended up hanging out for a while, a couple of us sitting on the hood, the others standing around, etc. So I decide that I'm thirsty, and I'm going to go walk the bank of vending machines which while a good 25-30 feet away was still perfectly in the line of sight of the spot where we were. So I'm walking, and suddenly I get this extremely intense feeling of being watched -- being watched the way you see lions staring at zebras -- I had the distinct impression that I was prey, and that whatever was watching was just .. well ... evil. I stop in midstep and hesitate, suddenly very, very scared, heart pounding -- and turn my head to look over my shoulder and a bit too the side where there's a big decorative hedge. I don't see anything at all. Not a thing. No shadows for ghosties to hide in, no thing. So I shake it off, chastise myself for being stupid, get my soda, and head back for the car.

It's silent at the car. Four other people are staring slackjawed at me. I begin to get creeped out again. "What is it?" I say. After a moment, this guy clears his throat and says "Ah, there was something ... over by the hedge ... something ... ah ... I don't know what it was, but as you turned and looked *exactly where it was* it fell back into shadows." The others are nodding agreement, babbling excitedly now, some chipping in with "Looked like a person, but *wrong* ... skin was dark bue/gray ... horrible eyes...moved *wrong*"

".. what do you mean fell back?" I asked. I hadn't seen any shadows at all for anything to hide in. The "The way you see in stupid movies. Like he just took one intentional step back to avoid being seen by you, and was just gone."

Freaky. As. Hell. They kept using the word "Wrong" to describe it ... it moved "sort of like a human, but WRONG" which is exactly the way I had felt when this thing was looking at me. Like the word W R O N G was written in big blazing red letters inside my head.

Now, I wasn't asleep. I wasn't high, wasn't drunk.

Crazy?

Maybe.
 
2007-11-01 1:24:10 PM  
Egalitarian: Zarkin Frood
I see the face of the Cailleach costume from Dr. Who.

Holy utility belt! That's exactly what it is!

Jacket_Off: I like it!

nunoyo: Tachikoma
Do a Google Search for the Boolean phrase "Their lips split into wide, horrifying grins" from the story.
 
2007-11-01 1:27:30 PM  
Mana:
".. what do you mean fell back?" I asked. I hadn't seen any shadows at all for anything to hide in. The "The way you see in stupid movies. Like he just took one intentional step back to avoid being seen by you, and was just gone."

Freaky. As. Hell. They kept using the word "Wrong" to describe it ... it moved "sort of like a human, but WRONG" which is exactly the way I had felt when this thing was looking at me. Like the word W R O N G was written in big blazing red letters inside my head.
Now, I wasn't asleep. I wasn't high, wasn't drunk.
Crazy?
Maybe.


Would seem unlikely. However, *in theory*, if the friend knew of these sorts of things happening to you, then see you stop and look, then possibly they could all *think they saw* something, then--uhm--- aw hell, I dunno.
You're Possessed. :)
 
2007-11-01 1:33:42 PM  
ObscureNameHere: Mana:
Would seem unlikely. However, *in theory*, if the friend knew of these sorts of things happening to you, then see you stop and look, then possibly they could all *think they saw* something, then--uhm--- aw hell, I dunno.
You're Possessed. :)


No shiat it seems unlikely! That's my entire point. And no, I don't tell people stuff like this (that's what the anonymity of the internet is for) ... they always end up telling me. "I could've sworn... nevermind." Most brush it off like that, but it happens fairly often. I never say anything, I let it slide.
One of the four claimed to clearly see these things following me around all the time, but not the other 3. I don't know what to make of it myself ... maybe I'm just so awesome that I make people hallucinate. :)
 
2007-11-01 1:35:44 PM  
Zarkin Frood: Do a Google Search for the Boolean phrase "Their lips split into wide, horrifying grins" from the story.

Sorry, all I get is that same forum from before. What are you trying to get at? I'm not finding it. But I may just suck at the Internet.
 
2007-11-01 1:59:21 PM  
Mana:
Where did you live while this happened?
 
2007-11-01 2:01:13 PM  
Zarkin Frood: Mana:
Where did you live while this happened?


I live in Los Angeles, but I still spend large ammounts of time in East Bay San Francisco where my sister lives. I used to spend whole summers up there as a kid, etc. visit her for 8 weeks at a time. Anyway: I live in Los Angeles, but that particular incident happend in East Bay.
 
2007-11-01 2:15:18 PM  
nunoyo: Zarkin Frood

Just that it's a verbatim post from the RealLife forums, not FictionPress. That's all. Good story.
 
2007-11-01 2:17:54 PM  
Zarkin Frood: nunoyo: Zarkin Frood

Just that it's a verbatim post from the RealLife forums, not FictionPress. That's all. Good story.


VERBATIM?!?! Link please?!
 
2007-11-01 2:19:24 PM  
Zarkin Frood: nunoyo: Zarkin Frood

Just that it's a verbatim post from the RealLife forums, not FictionPress. That's all. Good story.


But I have to have read it somewhere else, because I've never been to either of those sites. Maybe a friend of mine is on RealLife forums and printed it to show me.
 
2007-11-01 2:21:21 PM  
Mana: Zarkin Frood: nunoyo: Zarkin Frood

Just that it's a verbatim post from the RealLife forums, not FictionPress. That's all. Good story.

VERBATIM?!?! Link please?!


Link (new window)
 
2007-11-01 2:23:44 PM  
Um, that link wasn't terribly helpful and I don't have a whole lot of time to search for stuff right now ... but because I'm curious and you guys says you've read it before, was it told in the first person? There were four other people there after all.

Also, I tend to tell this one when these threads come out. Maybe you read it before on Fark?
 
BrM
2007-11-01 2:24:59 PM  
Hester Prynne:
The three of us were using the Ouija board in the upstairs front bedroom. The board was very active and moving quickly and smoothly.

I don't know how you or the few others that mentioned Ouija can be so calm about that. When I was a kid, we messed around with one every now and then. It was basically just a bunch of silliness and laughing. One night it actually worked, though. The girl that was using it with me left crying in hysterics. I took the damn thing out, broke it and threw away the pieces. That was the most messed up thing that I have ever experienced.

It's all fun and games until a damn ghost shows up to your party.
 
2007-11-01 2:28:10 PM  
Mana: Um, that link wasn't terribly helpful and I don't have a whole lot of time to search for stuff right now ... but because I'm curious and you guys says you've read it before, was it told in the first person? There were four other people there after all.

Also, I tend to tell this one when these threads come out. Maybe you read it before on Fark?


I think you're confusing stories. Zarkin Frood is multi-farking with a few conversations in the same thread, and he was talking to me about the story from Tachikoma's post. Sorry for the confusion.
 
2007-11-01 2:28:38 PM  
BrM I don't know how you or the few others that mentioned Ouija can be so calm about that. When I was a kid, we messed around with one every now and then. It was basically just a bunch of silliness and laughing. One night it actually worked, though. The girl that was using it with me left crying in hysterics. I took the damn thing out, broke it and threw away the pieces. That was the most messed up thing that I have ever experienced.

It's all fun and games until a damn ghost shows up to your party.


I've never really believed anyone that said something happened with a Ouija board. I'm a skeptic.


/but I also never had the urge to find out for myself
//you know, just in case :)
 
2007-11-01 2:32:16 PM  
nunoyo:

I think you're confusing stories. Zarkin Frood is multi-farking with a few conversations in the same thread, and he was talking to me about the story from Tachikoma's post. Sorry for the confusion.


Hah, I'm trying to run out the door to class and post at the same time. Mybad.
 
2007-11-01 2:45:28 PM  
Mana: I live in Los Angeles, but I still spend large ammounts of time in East Bay San Francisco where my sister lives. I used to spend whole summers up there as a kid, etc. visit her for 8 weeks at a time. Anyway: I live in Los Angeles, but that particular incident happend in East Bay.

Hmm, cuz I was gonna say it sounded kind of like a Mannegishi, my dad used to tell me stories about them. But they're only on the East Coast. Same thing with the Dover Demon. Sounds kinda like what you're describing, but there's no known West Coast equivalent.


/In case you couldn't tell, I subscribe to the Fortean school of thought.
 
2007-11-01 3:02:56 PM  
BrM: I don't know how you or the few others that mentioned Ouija can be so calm about that. When I was a kid, we messed around with one every now and then. It was basically just a bunch of silliness and laughing. One night it actually worked, though. The girl that was using it with me left crying in hysterics. I took the damn thing out, broke it and threw away the pieces. That was the most messed up thing that I have ever experienced. It's all fun and games until a damn ghost shows up to your party.

Teh tru. They say that is what started the demonic possession that was the inspiration for "The Exorcist"... I don't eff with Ouija or Tarot. I'm not trying to bring some kinda vortex of bad juju down on myself.


nunoyo:
Thanks for clearing that up. You took the words right outta my mouf. (Except for the whole "he" thing. You need to work on your pronouns)
 
2007-11-01 3:40:00 PM  
Now that this thread is dead I feel at liberty to post that I strongly recall seeing two "angels" as a child. My sister (7) and I (4) were saying some type of chant or prayer that one of our older siblings said would make spooks appear.

I don't remember the details but the ritual involved a chant, shutting off the lights and turning in circles with our eyes closed. When we opened our eyes there appeared to be two floating angelic figures in glowing pure light with curly golden hair. I remember the sensation of total calm and no fear at all. Neither of us wanted to move as the figures just peacefully hovered there looking at us but eventually she turned on the light and ran out of the room to tell my older brother and sisters to come see. Of course, when the lights were again turned off there was nothing but the darkness and some not too kind jeering.

This happened in an old stucco house in Trinidad, Colorado over thirty years ago. Pretty much everyone in my family said the house was haunted but they said that about every house we moved to over the years. (Construction family, moved a lot.)

I've never really communicated to anyone very much about any of the weirdness that has frequently happened since then except to nod quietly to my sister's 'We saw Angles!' story. Over Thanksgiving a couple of years ago one of my other sisters asked me if I ever felt that a poltergeist had followed our family around over the years and I told her, "yes." She then asked me if I knew who was being followed and I said, very matter-of-factly, "me."

She broke down into tears and apologized for putting the idea to search for spooks into our little heads those many years ago. The others nodded and said nothing. Evidentially, all of my siblings had come to the conclusion that I was plagued with malicious spirits since that night. They then recounted a few stories of strange events and said ghosts always follow the baby of the family. I just told them not to worry about it and that about seven years ago all of the nightmares and all of the weird shiat had stopped.

For the next hour I recounted a few of the better stories that evolved into and out of dreams. Scared the bejesus out of them. The angles only appeared that once.
 
2007-11-01 4:28:13 PM  
late but i wanted to share...
i only have one really good one, it's my tale of the haunted ring.

for christmas one year, when i was 12, we stayed in a tahoe cabin that we rented for about a week. a few months prior, i had found a silver ring on the ground at school, thick silver wire with a knot tied in it, sort of in place of a stone. i picked it up and kept it, and wore it, even though it was a bit tight on my finger.

fast forward to christmastime, i was sleeping in one of the bedrooms alone. i woke up one morning and was lazing about in bed, not wanting to get up since i was on vacation and it was cold, etc. i started fiddling around with the several rings on my fingers when i noticed the silver knot ring wasn't there. this surprised me since it never came off easily, it was too tight. i started to look around the bed, in the sheets, on the night stand, etc, for the ring. i finally found it, all the way across the room, on top of a dresser. and it looked like it had been through a garbage disposal - it was all chewed up, twisted and gnarled.

i really have no good explanation for how this could have happened. other than maybe i did it myself in my sleep? yanked it off my finger and chewed it with my teeth? i've always been an extra-light sleeper so doesn't seem plausible. i also don't know how or why my parents or brother (the only other people in the house at the time) would do something like that. i don't even know if it would be possible to damage the ring in that way with your teeth alone?

it freaks me out still, so i try not to think about it too often.
 
2007-11-01 5:59:17 PM  
Oh man, keep the stories coming. Work has never flown by as quickly as the past two days!
 
BrM
2007-11-01 6:38:23 PM  
Fightin' Helmfish: Oh man, keep the stories coming. Work has never flown by as quickly as the past two days!

No joke! Come back! Everybody coooommmmmeeee baaaaaaaaccccckkkkk!
 
2007-11-01 8:12:27 PM  
I've only had a few kind of creepy things happen to me. This one sticks out the most.

I must have been around 7 or 8, and I was getting on the bus in the morning to go to school. As I was looking for a place to sit, I thought I heard a cat meowing. Thinking it was possible that one of my three cats had followed me onto the bus, I looked around but didn't see anything.

Didn't think much of it, until the next day when my mom was driving me home from school and we saw one of our cats dead on the side of the road.

One of our neighbors told my mom they had seen him there for the past two days.

That freaked my mom out because she had seen him the night before. All of a sudden in the middle of the night she had heard him yowling at the door. When she went to check it out, she found him caught in the screen door, like he had been running through it when it closed on him.

Ghost kitty? I hope not, it makes me sad. Like he wanted us to find him so he could finally rest.
 
hej
2007-11-02 1:09:55 AM  
Sometimes, when I was sitting around the house and everything was quiet, I would hear one of my parents yell my name. The way your parents do when they want you to come to where they are. This would be times when I might be the only one home. Mind you, they're both still alive, so I'm pretty sure it wasn't ghosts. Just some sort of strange hallucination/nerve impulse, whatever...
 
2007-11-02 10:06:13 AM  
hej:
Same here. When I was a kid my bedroom was in the basement and on Saturday mornings my dad would always yell down from the top of the stairs for me to get up. Usually at some ungodly hour for a teen like 8am. Anyway, some mornings when I'm sleeping a little late I'll hear his booming voice calling me to get up.

Yes, he's still alive.
 
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