Has anyone ever experienced the "old hag" experience?
472535
Not personally but I know about it\n\nSleep Paralysis (SP) is a common medical condition and usually tagged nowdays as a Sleeping Disorder.\nThe symptoms can sometimes include complete to partial paralysis of arms, legs and upper torso, a tight or heavy pressure on your chest sometimes with a choking sensation and almost always experienced as you are about to fall into sleep or just come out of sleep.\nThe most remarkable symptoms of SP are the accompanying audio and/or visual hallucinations often causing extreme terror and panic in it's sufferers, who more often than not mistakenly believe they are being visited by aliens, malevolent beings and other evil presences. \n\nResearch shows that SP is linked with REM (rapid eye movement) sleep. When in REM sleep you are usually dreaming, your body does not act out your dreams as you will hurt either yourself, or someone else, so evolution has worked its merry little way of getting your brain to switch off your muscles (so to speak) and relax you while dreaming, essentially paralyzing you to a degree
424616
Yes, but it was in that good way.  I used to do that stuff pretty hardcore and had some really intense and awesome personal spiritual stuff happen on it.  I think it really vibrates you to a different level, however it can really mess you up as well.  Sometimes there were these things I knew as guardians or watchers and they were pretty freaky.
238702
Oh, God, yes, I am 41 and totally gone over a 53 year old.  His experience is what I need most.  After the immature last one the older man is so hot!
1148988
i have many years ago....
654403
I am a Paranormal Investigator, so I've definatley had experiences in that capacity.  I also grew up in a house that had some strange "goings on."\n\nHere are just a few of my experiences:\n\n** When I was a little girl my bedroom was downstairs by the staircase going up.  I hated to sleep with the bedroom door open because I would hear strange noises coming from the kitchen and the staircase.  I made my Mom move my bed to the wall opposite the staircase because I would swear that something was standing on the stairs and trying to reach through the wall to get me.  Granted, I was 6 years old at the time.  But I remember very clearly one night in particular.  I was deeply asleep when the bed started to shake.  I woke up and yanked the covers over my head.  I lifted up a corner to glance out and saw a black hand reach up towards me.  The hand put one finger at a time on my blanket until four long, pointy black fingers were within inches of my nose.  I was so scared I couldn't even breathe.  Suddenly the hand yanks on the covers.  I yanked back and screamed with all my might.  My parents came running and finding me sitting up and screaming for help, tried to convince me I had a nightmare.  To this day I don't know if it really happened, but even just thinking about it gives me the willies.\n\n** When I was about 17 my parents went away over night.  I was in command of the house for a full 48 hours and was thrilled.  I borrowed a bunch of movies, popped some popcorn, and settled in for a night of relaxation.  Halfway into the first movie I heard a strange scraping noise coming from the front window.  I turned my head and watched in horror as the window slowly opened.  My rational self was telling me the window was unlocked and probably warped, so not to worry.  My rational self quickly gave up that opinion when the window slammed shut very quickly.  My reaction probably would have been funny had someone been around to see it.\n\n** One night at my aunt's house, at least 9 of my family members and I were sitting around the dining room table playing Taboo!, which is an extremely loud game to play.  Suddenly all of us became quiet at the same time.  Footsteps could be clearly heard from the floor above us, but everyone in the house was around the table.  Somehow I was elected to go check it out.  As I'm walking up the steps a blast of cold air comes by me and the bathroom door at the top of the stairs slams closed.\n\n** While staying over night in a haunted B&B with several fellow investigators, my roomie and I very clearly heard the sound of snoring in the room.  We walked around to every room in the building, but could not find the source of the snoring.  Once back in the room the snoring ghost continued to keep us company for several minutes.\n\n** During the course of a paranormal investigation of a private residence I said to the homeowners, "We haven't been able to find anything yet tonight."  Immediately after that we heard several loud bangs on the ceiling over our heads.  We were on the second floor and everyone in the house was within my line of sight.
120784
Usually. I only know of my own experience. When I was 22 I had a a neib. She was 54 (aging like Jane Fonda). She grew up the daughter of an ambassador. She grew up in India and Africa. We talked through the fence often. Some times she asked me to help her with things.She showed me home movies and slides of her life abroad and told me lots of stories. Over time we became very good friends and one evening we got carried away sipping mint julips and whoopsie daisie!..nekked we were!..We were lovers for a while, but then I finished school and it was time to move on. I can hear some of you cringing and thinking this was some thing perverse, but it wasn't..It was more like Harold and Maude if any of you have seen that movie..except she didn't die..we simply parted ways at a fork in the road. It was a beautiful thing and I will always have fond memories of her. Where she is today? Alive? I do not know.. Now she only lives on in my good memories.
982743
I've been in more than one. My family members are "ghost senstives" especially me and my mother. I saw the ghost of a little boy of about 6 years old and a mans shadow in a hat and I was hit on the leg in this one house in Pensacola and at another place there was the scent of lavendar perfume and I had a mirror hanging on the left wall that fell twice for no reason and both times it landed on the video case of the exorcist so I moved the mirror set to the other side of the room along with the video rack and once again the mirror fell and cracked the case for the exorcist tape. I took the hint and threw the tape out and the mirror did not fall again after that. When I saw the landlord I asked him if someone had died in the place and he told me no but then a neighbor had heard my story and she told me that an elderly woman had a heart attack out on the walkway and they brought her into the house where she died.  I see images and shadows in the older homes that I've lived in. There was this place that was almost a hundred years old that had sat empty for three years before we moved in and from day one there was an evil prescence felt and my mother was more attune that I was. The focus was in the attic. I always felt a darkness there and my mother said she'd looked up the stairs one day and saw a man sitting in a wheelchair just watching her and she closed the door. Then she said that she saw a woman come through the closed attic door and go around the corner and disappear. That was it for me and I made a cross and placed it over the attic door and my nightmares stopped as well as my mothers. My sister saw a head in the closet and in the dresser drawer.  That house was the worst of all and I was glad when we moved out of it!!
801643
I do... I'll tell you about two experiences. One happened to my sister and one to me.\n\nThe first was my sister... She was going through a difficult time in her marraige, and was spending quite a bit of time at a local bar. One night she was just sitting by herself, and a young couple came up and started talking to her. The woman didn't give her name, but the man's name was John. They were very nice and they talked with her for a long time. A couple months later, my sister went to my parents' house. My parents collect old pictures of relatives and display these in their home. They had just received a new picture of my great-grandfather when he was a young man. When my sister saw the picture she was shocked. It was the young man from the bar! She had never met our great-grandfather and the only pictures she ever saw were from when he was very old, so she could not possibly have made this up. She believes that he and the woman (who my sister thinks is our great-grandmother) were sent to help her.  And yes, his name is John. \n\nThe second story is mine. I was staying at my sister's new house, which I had never been to. We were up late at night and she asked me if I wanted to see the basement. I immediately said NO! She asked why and I responded, "There are dead people there." She finally encouraged me to go downstairs and show her where I thought the dead people were. I walked to a wall and pointed... Without thinking, I said, "They are in there." At the time, I thought I was wrong because this was a solid brick wall, and I didn't understand how anybody could be "in" it. But I kept getting the sense that there were people in there. My sister told me that that wall had been put up after the house was built, and it sealed a small room. She said that the legend says that there WERE people buried in there. I didn't know any of this before, and I had never been to the house. So, something led me to that secret room!\n\nThose are my stories. I'm interested to read the other ones you get.
806360
I can remember all the way back when I was about 4 years old.  I was setting in my grandmothers walk in closet trying on her shoes from, God knows what era, and my grandfather walked through the bedroom door and stood beside me.  He looked down and said, "your granny is going to get you for playing in her shoes".  I kept on playing and laughed with him about it.  Strange thing is, my grandfather died nearly two years before I was born in that very room I was playing in.  I can remember it all really clearly, pretty weird for my age.
331553
I've had a near death experience at a young age or 2 yrs. Ever since I've seen my dead brother talking to me. When my mother died I saw her playing with my very quiet children. My son has ADHD so that was unnerving to me. When I called out my mothers name she turned faced me and smiled. I paniced and ran down stairs and tried to call home. No answer and I felt sick inside. A couple hours later my sister called and told me of my mothers passing. But, before she could tell me what was wrong I responded that mom's dead huh. It freaked her out and me too.\n   It's a cool and humbling experience at the same time.
739649
My partner did until his mum kicked him out when he was 16! He is now 56 but remembers it as being great but then lads? gangs? fights on the landings/between houses etc all standard fare and great fun at his age then.
431022
Yup.  It was pretty cool, some of the time.  I had one really tramatic past live and it was actually physically painful to go back to it.  But it was cool
190624
Yes and yes.  On more than one occasion I have either seen, heard, or felt the spirit of someone who had passed.  A little boy use to visit me at regular intervals.  He would stand next to my bed until I would sense him and open my eyes.  He would smile, then disappear.  I haven't seen him since my second son has been born.  We smell smoke every time my wife's grandfather is near.  In our old house, there were cold spots that moved around the house.  Our cats would move around the spots like they were trying to avoid running into someone.  I watched two surgeries being preformed on myself and was even able to give details and repeat parts of conversations and actions of the doctors and nurses.
66871
Ghost stories are Bull**it!!! I did watch someone die once. It was an extremely moving experience. The woman was dying of kidney failure (very painful)and was struggling quite a bit to stay alive.She was thrashing around and was in and out of consciousness for several hours. As the last moments approached I stared deeply into her eyes to see what was going on inside her mind (so to speak). What I saw really shook me quite a bit. In her eyes I saw a change taking place. As I looked I began to see other faces in her face. Not anything like a ghost, but more like a percieved image of all the people I have ever known. My parents, freinds and even my own face. I guess it was empathy or something, but I saw death and stared it in the face. I saw us all there. we are all of one "soul" I would say. All of lifes experiences will happen to us all ultimately. Enjoy it while you can. And keep in mind we are all the same. There are no seperations when it comes to "soul".
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yes once I stayed in a house that had a strange tale that a child ghost appeared and enticed a member of the family to a deep pit and hence drowned...this had happened once only in the late 1800s. The inquest into the death was inclonclusive as to whether it was suicide or accidental death - due to sleepwalking. The story gained added credence because another member of the family 20 years later was nearly enticed by the same apparition but came to his senses before walking into the pit. The pit is actually an open well at the end of the estate.\n\nI was alone in this house one weekend, because I was planning to stay a week studying in the house by myself. I need solitude to study. Well the first night I heard a noise in the corridor and whilst trying to investigate it I managed to lock myself out in the dark corridor\n\nit was quite spooky but I kept telling myself that this is so funny and tried to see the humour in this, and tried to find the proverbial black cat in the dark corridor. \n\nThe light switches are on the other side of the corridor...so in the darkness I finally broke a side door and got out of the corridor and by doing that I bruised my shoulder quite badly. \n\nI guess the noise and locking myself out separately can be excluded as mundane events, but in that corridor I just felt so confined and at the same time it was quite chilly despite it being such a warm evening.\n\nThree years later, a priest visiting this house announced that there was a spirit and said he would exorcise it. He moved about the house and starting digging at a place in the garden. The strangest thing is this was the first time he had come to the house, well he found deep (about a feet deep) a doll with steel pins in it and also a small vial of what looked like ash and blood.\n\nIt was quite old - so maybe the voodoo doll was buried by an enemy against someone living in the house decades ago. Anyway, the place they found it was near the corridor...so it was quite freaky...\n\nand I was completely lucid the whole time, that is I hadn't taken any substance...\n\nLast year I visited another house, and felt a lot of disquiet or evil whenever I passed one particular room in the house. Apparently this was the room where the gentleman of the house kept his videos and entertained his friends. Who knows what else he did in that room...\n\nNow, I never disregard these feelings and act on it.\n\nI even feel it sometimes from people...
559777
Yes...I believe most all of us have except for the very "new" souls. I've had past life regressions done...very interesting!
1167715
I lived in a house once that had strange things happen.Things like hearing family members voices knowing i was the only one there, very very strange dreams, I used to see grey see thru bats that would swarm in the corner of my bedroom. I had freinds tell of see red eyes comming from the attic vent. The house just felt generally wierd as well. Later come to find out that the house was once stable in which two adults and one young girl around 5 or 6 yrs old lived there awhile back. The parents apparently got angry at the little girl and hit over the head with a spade and killed her