iPod Glow
MYour best friend and I spent the night at her cousin's house one night. Her house is haunted by several ghosts. Although I had never done this before, only a few weeks ago. There are three ghosts that they seem to be very close to: Jimmy, Martha and Reggie. I didn't know about them until I got to her house. My friends told me that Reggie was the son of Jimmy and Martha, and Reggie killed his parents by burning down their house because he was furious with them. Although a few years later Reggie drowned because he couldn't swim. This happened about two hundred years ago, and my friends met them on vacation in the north some years ago.
At night they said that only they could talk to ghosts because they had known them much longer and I had not. I didn't know if I believed the story, so they asked what the ghosts thought of me, and Jimmy said I was mean. My friends said I could ask questions and they could translate ghosts. We were so caught up in the excitement that we even asked if they could be guardian angels for us, and the spirits said yes. So Reggie agreed to be mine and was nice again.
The next day, I think I was “followed” by a ghost. But even later that night, when I was going to bed, I woke up around 3:00 or 4:00 and my iPod was in the CD player and charging, but the lightweight was on. I mean really glowing, the screen on it was white, like when you press a button, and it turned white, but the only thing I don't understand is that the hold button was on, which means if you press the button, it won't be able to do anything because it's in hold mode and can't be lit. This has happened at least three times and only happened once last night.
One time I could have sworn it glowed green like the photo of the batteries in the corner. I told my friend about it and she asked Reggie and he replied that he was just saying hello and that he was there for me if I needed him at all. What I really want to know is is it him or are my friends really lying and this is all just one substantial joke just to scare me? If he is real, I would like to know who he is and why did he choose us? Only if it's not too much trouble. Please and thank you in advance!
A baby crying and living in the basement
HHere is an experience told by my mother. My mother's friend once told her that a friend of hers who had moved into a basement apartment in New York had had a terrible experience. She had a baby. When they moved into the basement apartment, as soon as they entered the modern house, the kid cried and never stopped. When she left, the baby was fine, but when they returned, the baby was crying and crying. They didn't know why this was happening. They thought it was something in the air or paint that the child was allergic to. So they decided to move again, the mother and child had to sleep with friends until they found another place to live.
Well, they found one. But his timing didn't seem to work. The baby will cry and cry again. Then she started thinking. Why is the baby still crying? She left her senior apartment in the basement. What could it be? She saw that she had taken with her a beautifully decorated contact card that was in their previous apartment, which the last tenant had left. The thing is that the last tenants practice what we call “La Obra”, “The Work”, i.e. spiritualism. They kicked him out and the problems were solved.
What else happened in that basement apartment? My mom, dad and a friend went to visit her in a modern place. My mother didn't want to take me. She told me that the lady stated that when she was there, the radio would turn on and many voices would be heard, not frequencies like we usually hear. Many languages and channels would change. She heard voices speaking simultaneously.
Her husband said that after this incident he sometimes goes into a trance and then everything is fine. I don't know more than them.
I would like to know what is the utilize of ghosts to put a person into a trance state? I haven't figured it out yet.
Reader comments on this topic are welcome.
Thanks!
Rossana
Nanny's visit
ANDin 1976 my grandparents and their two daughters bought a house in Nova Scotia (they had just moved from Newfoundland). The house was about 20-25 years venerable at the time of purchase and is still standing today. I don't know the history of the house before my grandparents bought it.
In July 1991, my grandmother died after a tiny battle with lung cancer. Before she died, I spent every day with her – we were very close. A few years after her death, my parents and I moved into my grandparents' house because my grandfather wanted to be able to spend more time with me. He turned the ground floor into an apartment, and we moved upstairs.
A year or two after the move, strange things started happening. I remember several cases. I was newborn then, between seven and nine years venerable. Several times the TV channel changed itself when no one was holding the remote control. One year on Thanksgiving, a friend of my dad's spent the day with us. On the table in front of him was a wine glass that glided across the table without being pushed. My mother remembers seeing a white shadow moving down the hall out of the corner of her eye. He started moving quickly, and when his presence was noticed, he slowed down.
One incident that sticks in my mind occurred in November 1997. We received unfortunate news about my grandfather on my father's side. He became very ill and was hospitalized. His results didn't look promising, my parents spent the whole week with him in the hospital. I was 10 years venerable then and I couldn't be left alone. My mother's friend – let's call her Donna – stayed with me. We came home one evening after running some errands. Donna put her keys on the counter next to the door because we had to escape. We went about our business around the house, not paying attention to the keys. When we were about to leave, we realized that the keys were missing. While looking for them, we found them in my room. I didn't touch the keys because it wasn't like me to move something like that without telling anyone.
A night or two later, when everyone was asleep, Donna was awakened by noises in the hall. Thinking I had got up to get a drink, she called out to me. No response. Thinking she was dreaming, she tried to go back to sleep. Suddenly she felt as if she was being watched. Donna had had experiences with paranormal phenomena before, so she knew there was something there. She forced her eyes open and told herself not to scream. What she saw next chilled her to the bone. The ghost stood over her, looked into her face and smiled. She quickly closed her eyes and the ghost disappeared.
The next morning my grandfather died in his sleep. Donna talked to my mom about it, but she wasn't sure if my mom shared the same experience. Her mother assured her that she did and that she believed it was my grandmother's ghost who had come to check on her “favorite granddaughter.”
We have since moved out of that house. Talking to my mother one morning, we agreed that we both believed that my grandmother's spirit had returned to us. Mom noticed movement out of the corner of her eye when there was nothing there, and I felt a presence in the house when I was alone. I believe she somehow found us. United again.