Whispering blue face

Whispering blue face
28 June 2026 J.W.H

AND'has a person with psychic abilities, which means that I can see and feel the presence of the dead. My house is sometimes still, but it can also be clamorous. One day I switched rooms with my now 16-year-old sister Steph. This room connects to the attic. I made the bed because it was already quite behind schedule. I happened to look at the attic door for no apparent reason – I saw it for 2-3 seconds – there, in a black robe, a person at least 5 feet high walked in front of the attic door. Later, my grandmother was diagnosed with breast cancer… And soon she died.

Last summer of 2006, I was sleeping and suddenly woke up because the radio turned on and made a screeching sound, then the plug was pulled and there was a running sound. Nobody was conscious. Shortly after: My uncle died at the age of 29 from a seizure.

One night I was sleeping and couldn't wake up. I panicked. Then I calmed down, I could barely control my mouth and moved it to say “F*** off!” I'll be able to move in a minute. My sister's friend Bri is also clairvoyant. As soon as she walked into my room, after I said, “Come meet Blueface!”, she said, “there's a man sitting on your bed, smiling irritably. He looks like he's maybe 16. He also has black eyes and a bluish tanned face… In other words, he looks like he drowned…”

Later that month I felt something or someone crawling towards me… I heard a whispering voice saying my name, “SSSHHAARROOON!” I woke up in a complete panic. I thought, “No! I have to fight! This is MY room now!” Then I looked in the corner… And that's when I noticed that I had paranormal abilities. Blueface's entire body was there. I got up and ran to my sister (Adrianne)'s room and woke her up to tell her what happened. We both didn't sleep for the rest of the night. Before, I had an empty seat again.

I now weigh 207 pounds and am still trying to lose weight. That's why I put up signs telling me not to eat like a cow. Soon I heard a knock – a raucous knock – so I went to my sister's room and waited for it to still down. As I returned to finish my signs, there was another knock. All I said was SHUT UP! And it stopped.

Don't you believe me? Come and see!

  • J.W.H

    John Williams is a blogger and independent writer focused on consciousness, perception, and human awareness, exploring topics such as dreams, intuition, and non-ordinary states of experience. Driven by a lifelong curiosity about the nature of reality and subjective experience, his perspective was shaped in part by structured study, including the Gateway Voyage program at the Monroe Institute. His writing avoids dogma and sensationalism, instead emphasizing critical thinking, personal insight, and grounded exploration. Through his work, John examines complex and often misunderstood subjects with clarity, openness, and an emphasis on awareness, choice, and personal responsibility.