The Unexplained In Your Life??

[RepTylE]

After I lost my beloved little dog, Micki years ago, I was devastated and really deep in grief. I'd had her for 14 years and she was like my child. She got old and sick and I had to make the decision to have her put to sleep. That added a sense of guilt to my grief and I was really having a tough time.
Anyway, shortly after I started to have these experiences were when I was in bed in pitch black, I could feel something on the bed moving around. I swear the mattress felt pressed down by something with mass. I would be about half asleep when this happened and at first I freaked. That is until the thought occured to me that it might be Micki coming back to check on me. That thought helped me through some tough emotional times. It got to be less and less over the years but every once in awhile it still occurs. I guess that she still loves me enough to check and see if I'm okay.

[ydnic]

hey dani and reptyle - you should look into sleep paralysis - these sound like symtems of that

[RepTylE]

True but I am not really troubled by my experience actually it gives me some comfort. I still miss that little mutt lol. I have heard of the sleep paralysis disorder but I doubt that this is it.

[wetlander]

This is a greatthread considering how close we are to hallow'een. When I was around twelve i had a dream that my bedroom walls were shaking and that all of the pictures, shelves etc. would fall off the wall and hit me in my bed. So I got out of bed, feeling terrified and took everything off of the walls (they were still shaking at the time). Now the shaking wasn't real it was a dream and I was sleep walking when I took down all of my pictures, shelves, books and anything else that was hung. I must have done this very quietly as no one in the house heard me.

I then walked into my living room and layed down on a couch since I wasafaid of the shaking walls (remember I think I was sleep walking here or at least not really awake). I looked at the other couch in the room and remember seeing a skeleton. I remember this as clear as yesterdy. If it was my imagination, I must have had a good one. Well after staring at this for what seemed like an eternity... I was so afraid I couldnt move but for some reason I closed my eyes then it was gone.

I went back to bed (I was awake at this point). The next day my older brother told us that he got up in the middle of the night to use the washroom and said he say a skeleton on the couch.

This still gives me the shivers

[Dani33]

Yeah, that was what someone suggested in the other thread. I haven't ever experience this since, like I said, only while we were living in this house. I did have terrrifying dreams at this time as well. Also reoccuring nightmares. Don't know if it was me or the house.

I thought in my mind that they were small demons or something. I am certain that I was awake, like I said, I never saw a thing. I couldn't move (although I felt like I was in control of myself). Like, I didn't want to move, open my eyes or breath because this creature would realize that I was there.

I literally could feel it craawl on the bed from the side, up the covers. I could feel it's little feet on my body. It would walk on my legs and chest. I could feel it look at me and be close to my face. I was only 4 or 5.

You know what, thinking of it. I never told anyone I don't think. Not even my parents. I don't think that I felt safe enough too.

Anyhow, it still scares the crap out of me when I think about it.

[Minnow]

I was told that these 'lost souls' don't realize they have died so they haven't crossed over. They are supposedly very scared as well. So, if you see one, I'm told that you should tell them that they have died and that they should 'go'.
A friend of mine apparently haunts his house which is accross the alley from me. He was such a nice guy. I did ask the ppl that lived there to tell him to cross over. I'm not sure if they did or not but I haven't heard about anymore sightings.

[RepTylE]

Dani, that story reminds me of a movie from back in the 70's. I think it was called Wait Until Dark. This young couple buys this house that is inhhabited by these little demon creatures that lived in the the chimney. They wanted to get the wife and make her one of them and in the end they got her. That movie is the only one that ever really scared me. Still chills me once in awhile when I remember it.

[wyz]

Some of your stories give me goosebumps...

Here's mine.

Seven years ago I purchased a cottage and me, my-ex (wasn't my ex at the time) and my 2 sons (2 and 4 at that time) lived there.

The youngest one was having alot of trouble sleeping, we thought it was because of the new house and all, also we had bought him a larger bed so we blamed it on those things.

But he kept waking up allways around 1 or 2 am allmost every night and sometimes he came up in our bed during the night.

We started thinking he was having nightmares.

We all sleep on the 2nd floor and on top of us is the addic.. it's empty and there's only insulation foam in there, no floor.

On a specific night, I heard him cry and wake up telling is older brother to stop... I woke up, walked to their room. (there beds are parrallele and separated by about 2 feet).

And I saw ... (geez, I'm getting goosebump just qriting this )
I saw my oldest beside the bed, watching him.. So I said "Jordan, get back to bed your disturbing Xavier".. he turned and looked at me, I looked at Jordans bed and there he was... sound asleep...

When I turned back at what I thought at first to be Jordan beside the other bed, there was nothing there anymore...

I was totally creeped out !

The next day, I told my ex what I had saw and she told me hearing a bouncing ball sound every other night over my sons bed. She thought it was wind blowing branches of the side of the house that made that sound. But when I told her about seiing a young boys silouhette, she thought that maybe that was it. Some young boys spirit wanting to play with someone.

I remembered one of my aunt telling me that she once had spirits in her house and the only thing to do if they bother you, is to tell them out loud to leave and they will do so.

So, the next night my son woke up in the middle of the night, I got up, went in their room and said "can you please stop waking Xavier up.. he needs is sleep and you are disturbing him. If you wanna watch over him it's okay, but don't try to play with him, he can't. So either, go or stay, but don't bother him anymore.

Since then... no more waking up in the middle of the night...

I still live there with my sons, my new girlfriend and her daughter.

When they moved in 2 years ago... he came back...

There was a new child in the house, my GFs daughter was 2 at that time...

My GF saw the little boy in my sons room and another night she was waken up by her daugter talking to someone in her bed..

When she got in the room she saw the silouhette... thinking it was one of my sons, she told him to go to bed, but realized it wasn't one of them..

She told me about it and was really freaked out when I said "oh, you saw the little boys ?"

The next night I went and talked to him like I did a couple of years before and he didn't wake her up anymore.

I think he's watching over them in a positive way, I've allways talked to him with respect and firmness and he allways listens.

WYZ

[Gary D.]

Being a sceptic (although I too have my own story I still think about a little as possible), here is a thought from a scientific angle. It is is well known that children seem to be more "atuned to the paranormal". Particularly with vivid night mares and other night frights. I had a few doozies as a kid myself. Which makes me think perhaps that there is far less actual supernatural activity in many of these cases. I believe that the growing brain of a child, while possibly more susceptable to psychic influence, is more likely to create these events of it's own accord, including such things as sleep paralysis. It is well kow that the majority of growth occurs during the sleeping hours, it it not equally likely that such changes can effect the unconscious mind?

GD

[clint545]

I'll try to make this short. One experience I've had was a house that I rented with 2 other friends. It was an older house and at times the stereo's volume would just crank all the way up. If you were downstairs, it would sound like someone was walking around upstairs and vice versa. My one room mate woke me up one night, cause he could here someone walking downstairs. We searched the whole house and found nothing. My room mate was a big guy, doesn't believe in that stuff and isn't scared of to much. But that night was the most freaked out I've ever seen him.

Then one night i woke up for some reason. You know when you wake up like that, still half asleep(half awake?), but you sit up in bed and do a quick look around. Well there was some one standing at the foot of my bed, i still half asleep went back to sleep and it wasn't till morning that what had happenned sunk in.

I didn't pay it much thought, didn't tell anyone, until the one day out of the blue my girlfriend decided to tell me, that a few times that she had slept over, often she would wake up in the middle of the night to a young girl, early teens, standing at the foot of the bed.

It wasn't till about a year after we had moved out of that house that we found out, that a girl had hung herself there. It just so happens that it was the room that was my bedroom1 The person that told us that had no idea that we had lived there either!

Needless to say for that year myself and my friends lived there we had nothing but seemingly bad luck in our lives. there just seem to be a big negative vibe to that whole year.

a theory i kinda like about "ghosts" is that when some people have a strong emotional moment ( eg violent, happy, security etc etc..) they might leave like a imprint of it on that space. hence, why you might have happy or angry ghosts. Did I make sense with that?
The only thing more scary than all this stuff is my grammar today!! LOL

[Gary D.]

OK here's mine. Keeping in mind am a sceptic as my earlier post points out. Sit back and make your self comfy, because I'm not going to make this short, instead I'm going to tell it properly.

It was a late fall, my room mates and I had returned to the very small town in Saskatchewan where they had grown up. The purpose of this trip was to attend the wedding of one of their friends in a similarly small town a couple of hours north, where they had spent much their teen years partying. Well as it turned out the wedding dance was a bit of a bust and we decided to leave around midnight to one o'clock or so.

To truly under stand the setting, one has to comprehend vast amount of uninhabited space in rural saskatchewan, where sections of land are simply fields and fields webbed with small gravel grid roads no more than one lane wide. Man-made light is often few and far between on the back roads, and the odd yard light in the distance is no guarantee of human presence, just equipment storage. It is on such a road this story takes place.

The night was calm and clear with a bright moon high overhead. It is common however for large patches of fog to occur seemingly at random across the praries, especially during the shoulder seasons of late fall and early spring. It was in one of these fog patches that my friend who was driving became disoriented and lost. An odd event considering they had driven these roads back and forth every weekend for years, and knew them as well as you or I would know the neighbourhoods we grew up in. As such she turned down a grid that was soon become aparent that it was not the right one. As we proceeded down this road a feeling of anxiety began to grow amongs us and all conversation turned to strained silence. The road emptied into (or perhaps just paralled) a dis-used farmyard. My anxiety was now to the point that the muscles in my neck shoulders and back were so tight that I has a sore neck for three days after. I felt we should get out of there as fast as possible. Suddenly my friend driving screamed and slammed on the brakes, feeling terrified and that she could go no further. Being startled by the scream, and the lack of movement of the car being the opposite of what I wanted most, my ever rising anxiety became panic. She turned the car around as fast as she could, tears running down her face, all the while I was practically screaming GO,GO, DRIVE! at her. To add to our dismay the sensation did dot go away as quickly as it came, instead it felt like it was persuing us for the next ten or so miles. Now I do not know whether what I saw was with my eyes or just in my mind. But the image is imprinted on my mind just the same. There was no coporeal being, just a two dimentional shadow without eyes or face, and dark enough to be seen cast upon the other shadows of the night. The shape was of a thin boney human shaped figure, crouched yet nimble and had no flutter of clothing.

When we arived back in town, we found One of my roommates' sister and boyfriend were up and that she was equally distressed having earlier described a similar entity from a nightmare she experienced about the same time frame as our incident.

There are two side notes which go with this story. The first I do not often include as I feel it lessens the personal experience I had that evening, thus I don't believe it to be directly related. But the following morning another friend, who still lived in the area told of two cattle mutilations which happened that night.

The second is that for months after none of us spoke of the events of that night, yet my friend who was driving no longer felt comfortable hanging out with just me. After an evening involving a couple too many drinks, the friend who was driving and I began to talk about that night, our feelings and memories of what had happened. I explained that what had bothered me the most wasn't really a sense of terror or fear, so much as a feeling that can best be described as being in the presence of evil. And what was worse was that it wasn't that the entity was after us, nor was it after me. The only way to describe it is that it somehow WAS me.

Our friendship returned to normal, and as time has passed, we will occasionally referr to that night, and may even re-tell the story every now and then. But amongst ourselves we still don't discuss it. As a matter of fact I have not discussed it again with my other room mate (now my wife) since that night. I brought the topic up on the weekend with her and it was promptly dropped.

Any way, that's my tale. So as for being a sceptic, I don't believe in UFOs nor most classic ghost stories, but I do believe there are more things in this world than we understand, and not all of them are good.

GD

[Vanan]

Holy! Missed this thread this whole time (for darn good reason too!). Glad to see I'm not the only freak who sees stuff. Was gonna share some of my stories but after reading some of yours (especially yours Gary!), I'll pass for now. All I can say is, there is those who see, and there is those who don't. *shudder*

[ydnic]

So I used to live in banff. I moved there for awhile right after I turned 19. It was a great place to live - anyone who has been there knows that every night is 'saturday' night.

We had a lot of fun and things were going really good. There are lots of area haunts and many nights we would go and try to find them. One of the best places to go was the Banff springs hotel. There is serveal stories of ghosts and creepy happenings at this hotel. There is a story of a bride to be married at the banff springs and one her wedding night she was to be walking down the long staircase opening into the ballroom on her wedding day and she apparently caught her gown on the candles leading down the stairwell and caught on fire and fell down thestairs to her death. She is said to be seen by several guests and staff wandering in the ballroom. We sneaked in several times at night - but never once came across her before getting kicked out.

This was quite disappointing to me.

However working at one of the gift shops in town in the old sundance mall ended up making me leave Banff for good.

I worked between 3 stores that were all owned by the same person. Two of the three were right beside each other one called Totem souvenires and the other called Thunderbird souvenirs. Theses stores were on the front of the mall with outside doors to enter from the street and were connected in the back by a small hall. In totem they also had an attack where stock was stored.
The third was at the other end of banff ave called Banff wetern outfitters and this building was one of the historical buildings in banff as it used to be the main building of the town when first settled. In the basement of the store was were all the stock was kept along with the bathrooms.
For my first couple of weeks everything seemed fine and I didn`t really have a problem with any of the stores and didn`t mind working alone late at night.
They were great places to work because all of my fellow employees and most of our shoppers were Japanese. So soon the other employees started teaching me japanese and would laugh at me trying to speak to the tourists. It was so much fun that I thought I would live in Banff forever.
Then the 'occuarances' begain.
The first thing happened up in the attic. I was getting out some new stock when it suddenly got cold. I yelled down for one of the girls to grab my sweater. I went about seaching through the t-shirt stock for sizes when I saw something in the back corner move. I thought it was my friend joey playing a trick on me and decided tosneak up to scare her instead. The next thing I remember is being waken up by one of the other girls in the attic. She said that when she came to give me my sweater I wasn`t answering and when she came up, I turned to her and looked real sick and then just passed out. After I came down she and my boss were talking in japanese at what sounded like an escalating conversation and then sent me home. No one talked about it and soon when I asked my boss about it - he said that I hit my head and knocked myselff out and that I shouldn`t listen to what the other girls say(which mind you wouldn`t talk about it) I got moved to the Banff western out fitters store for awhile(once again for reasons unknown to me) An I begain to hate it there because I was usually working by my self which made the days go by slow. One day I neede d to go to the washroom so I locked the store door and went down to the basement. I had been down there serval times but not since I had passed out at the other store. as soon as I went down the stores I got this eerie feeling - the one where the ahir on your neck and arms stand on end. And sudenly I had no choice but to run. I ran as fast as I could to the bathroom and slammed the door shut behind me. I just stood there and waited. It was as if I knew there was something on the other side of the door. There was nothing I could do to make my arm lift to the door knob. I must have stood there for 20 minutes- silent - waiting. Then suddenly the light in the washroom went off and then back on. Well That made me open the door in a hurry. When I opened the door the rest of the basement lights were off. So I ran even faster than when I went to the bathroom and just as I got to the top of the stairs I swear by everything I heard like a loud wind wisp by my head say ' GO-oooo'
I closed up and left. The next day I went into totem and told my boss that I won`t work at that store by myself because it is too boring. He brought me back to totem the next day. I went over to the thunderbird side of the store that next night and begain talking to one of the other girls. She told me after some prusauding on the topic that Mitsu - the girl that found me saw something in the attic before I passed out. And when I looked at her it wasn`t me. Thats what her and hiro were arguing about before I was sent home. He told them not to discuss it anymore. Suzuko said that in japanese culture ghosts are everywhere. She said that when she lived in Japan as a child she would see ghosts all the time and so would her family. SHe said they are just a part of everyday life.

A couple of weeks went by and nothing happened further.

Then the last night I worked in banff something did happen. I was working on the totem side a lone and it was just before closing. I was standing at the front cleaning up when a women came in. I said hello and she said nothing which I thought was rude so under my breath I was like B*t*c. Then I watched for a couple minutes looking around at souvenirs and noticed one of the bags that were supopsed to be under the counter had fallen on the floor. I picked it up and put it back and then when I looked up she was gone. I thought that maybe she had went through the back door and went to the other store. I quickly ran after where I had thought hse had gone hoping to catch her and give her crap for going through the back since she was so rude in the first place and whne I went into the other store joey said no one came through. I was very upset and decided to wait until my boss came in in the moring to see the tape because I wanted to know where she went.
The next day hiro came in and we reveiwed the tape. THere was no women. There was me saying hello, me looking like I was watching some one, me running to the back hall, me looking around when I came back, but no women. I watched the tape twice, and then I quit. Hiro Understood. I left Banff three days later.