I have had several encounters of the Paranormal kind and I would like to share them with you all. When I was five my sister was three and was just diagnosed with cystic fibrosis so i really had no one to play with. I was almost kidnapped so my mom was very strict and i wasn't allowed out to play. So, we lived in this very old house and I used to like to go to the attic to read or play by myself. After a week of doing this I saw another little girl who looked to be about the same age as me she said her name was Jenny and that she had died when she was five. I asked her what it felt like to be dead she said it was very lonely so I decided i would be her friend so she wouldn't be lonely anymore. We would sit in that attic and talk for hours my mom always thought i was talking to myself and when I tried to tell her about Jenny she told me she was just my imaginary friend but i know she was a ghost we kept up the friendship for two years until we moved away but i never forgot her.
My second encounter came in 2000 when I was working at this little corner grocery store with my mom the way the store was set up you came in the front door and that was where we were and then there was about five aisles and a deli and a store room the only way in or out of the store was by the front door where we were. We were just sitting there chatting and we both saw something move in the store room it looked like one of the teens who lived in the neighborhood we were wondering how he got back there because we didn't see him come in so we looked at each other and we went to investigate when we got back there there was no one there but we know what we saw.
My last one was a dream of sorts my sister passed aay in 2003 I was told i would never get pregnant in 2000. Well, I had been missing a period for two months which wasn't very unusual for me ad i had breast tenderness my mom kept telling me i was pregnant but i blew her off. I always sleep on my stomach and this one night about two weeks after my sister passed I heard her yelling at me, "Get off your stomach, dummy, you are squishing your baby." So i turned over and went back to sleep so the next day i took a home pregnancy test and sure enough I was pregnant. I had always wanted a baby girl and I had been wondering if my baby was a girl. My sister came to me again and told me that I was having beautiful baby girl. Then it was confirmed by ultrasound. After I had the baby I was depressed because my sister never got to see the baby and I had one final visit from her she said to me That she had met my daughter and she was perfect and gorgeous and that she would always be there to protect her.
Well thesewere my encounters sorry so long and drawn out but i wanted to tell my stories.
I have had a "dream" encounter myself. My first love, who I met when I was 14, passed away back in 2006 when I was 34. We never dated, but I loved him like crazy and we came close to dating a couple of times but something always got in the way somehow. Regardless we were close friends. When I started dating this one guy in 11th grade, my friend stopped talking to me and we never really talked again. After he passed away, I was at his memorial service and a mutual friend of ours from our high school days met up with me. While we were talking and reminiscing she told me that when I started dating this other guy it upset him so bad. Apparently due to the time we had been spending together, he had feelings for me and wanted to tell me. He never did. I never knew till that moment.
Anyway, months later I had this "dream". He and I were sitting at a white table in the middle of a field with trees around. We were just casually talking at first and then he said something about how I stopped talking to him. I said no, he stopped talking to me. He asked "why? because of the rubber ball?" Now I don't ever remember anything about a rubber ball. I said no, you stopped talking to me and I explained why. He got quiet and just looked down at the table. I put my hand on his arm and started to say "When we were in high school, I really " and he looked at me before I could finish and said "don't". And he had tears in his eyes. Then he started to read a newspaper. I said something else to him and he said "I have to get back. You are going to get me in trouble". Then he got up and walked over and sat down opposite me. He had a book in front of him. I brought up this one funny incident that happened at his house once and we laughed. Then he said "you really don't remember the rubber ball incident". I laughed, said no. But to please tell me. He just got this far off look again and said nevermind. I told him that I wanted him to tell me, that I wanted to remember everything possible from our times together, he said "why? because after this I have to leave?" I said yes. So he opened up this book and went to tell me and I woke up. I remember crying so bad. It felt different than most dreams. So real, so vivid. When I talked to our mutual friend about it, she said "you don't remember the time with the rubber ball?" I said no. I honestly don't recall anything involving it. She said the one day her, me, him and his cousin were all playing in their front yard with this big rubber ball. We started playing keep away with it and I took it and wouldn't give it back. He got so mad at me that he didn't talk to me for a couple of days. I almost fell of my chair when she told me that. Even when she described it, I still don't recall it. I just found it so odd that something was brought up in this dream. A recollection of something I don't remember at all! Anytime I had any dreams with him in it after that, it was like he didn't know who I was. he'd be friendly and courteous but you would think we never knew each other. I often felt it was his way of coming and saying goodbye. Sadly he died by taking his own life. He had an abusive, alcoholic step father. Who I remember as being a cruel man. As he grew up he become an alcoholic himself and battled bouts of depression. His sister said on the night he took his life, he had called their house 27 times threatening to kill himself. I'll never understand why someone didn't take it seriously. Then again I am sure his sister wonders that herself everyday. She loved her brother and I certainly don't mean to make it sound like she didn't care. I am sure he probably threatened it many times and never went thru with it before. Anyway, I think this was one of those moments of someone from the otherside communicating. Either that, or I have read about people astral traveling to another plane and communicating with the dead. So take your pick.
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on Nov. 8, 2010 at 2:30 PM