Does anyone have any TRUE Supernatural stories?
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i had this experience a few years ago.i was lying in bed late at night listening to the rain,i had my window open and it was a really heavy downpour.it had been going on for some time and i was becoming transfixed by the sound.then i felt like i became one with the rain.or rather i was the rain and the rain was me.i don't know how long this lasted because i lost all feeling of time.i then said or thought of the word"stop" and i felt this kind of stillness as the rain stopped.could of lasted a second or more -hard to say.my mind kicked in after that with the thought of "hey i stopped it raining".then it started again.haven't been able to do it since,tried loads-too much ego i think.the most beautiful and peaceful experience i v'e ever had.and no i had n't been on drugs.
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This is a true story too... when I was 13, our school had taken us out for an overnight trip and this incident occured on the first night of our stay. We were housed in a dormritory. However, since we were not ready to sleep yet (you know how these trips be), at the insistence of one of our mates, we decided to swap ghost stories. The requestor loved ghost stories but was also scared by them. Finally, one by one, we fell asleep.\n\nThe setting was right... dark night... strange place... wind howling... Our mate who had requested for the ghost stories awoke in the middle of the night, slightly disoriented. Suddenly she saw this pale figure in white walking towards her. In fright, she grabbed the hand of the person next to her... and let out a scream... for she had grabbed at nothing and the figure next to her was also in white.\n\nWhat actually happened was that one of our clasmates sleep walked. Her white night dress and the moonlight gave her a ghostly effect. Also, her neighbour had covered herself completely with a white bedsheet. The combined effect left our mate thinking she had seen two ghosts! \n\nThis story went down in the annals of our class as the funniest ghost story ever. Hope you enjoyed it too. :)
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I have encountered them, and have quite a substantial list of friends who have encountered them. Some things just exist whether you want to believe it or not.\n\nI have a few theories on how someone becomes a ghost, but I should probably explain that I believe in person truth, first. I believe that if Mary believes that she will go to Heaven when she dies, she will go to Heaven when she dies; if Joe believes in reincarnation, he will be reincarnated; if Lucy doesn’t believe in afterlife, than her body will decompose and she will cease to exist. Thus, one way someone could become a ghost, is if that's what they believe will happen to them when they die. For the sake of further clarification, I believe a ghost to be the soul of a living being (including plants and animals) who’s body dies.\n\nAnother way would be if someone dies when they are unsure of what will happen to them after death - their soul is then stuck in limbo until they figure it out. Someone might also become a ghost if there is at least one lesson they have not learned or one goal they have not completed (predetermined by fate), and are stuck in limbo until they learn the lesson(s) and/or complete the goal(s). A third way would be if someone still alive is incapable of coping with the death, and consequently holds that soul back from moving forward until they are able to let go. Finally, someone may also choose to stay behind, for personal reasons.\n\nHere's a little story if you need some convincing: My late dog, Kristy, stayed behind as a ghost for some time after she died early January of 2005. My fiancé and I were watching my parents' house while they were away for a few days. We were the only living beings there, and we had both been downstairs for the past few hours. I went upstairs to fetch something from my room, and just outside my door, I saw something I couldn't explain away as something natural. There was an oval-shaped area of carpet, the size of Kristy when she laid down, that was matted down and warm to the touch, as if she had just been lying there not moments ago. I didn't think much of it as I knew she was still around; I would occasionally feel her presence or even hear the jingling of her collar, as if she were scratching her neck, just beside me. She appeared to stay for a while after we adopted our new puppy, Sam. He was remarkably easy to housebreak, and I'm sure Kristy had a hand in it. I think she also stayed behind to somewhat "approve" of Sam, and to be assured that he was not her replacement.
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i have heard so many ghost stories that i cant help but believe in ghosts!! i even have a few scary tales to tell myself but perhaps no one would believe me! but i definetly think there are spirits around us!
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Do I ever!  Got to Bfro.net.  They 'Have TONS of stories, sound recordings, pictures, and clubs.  You can find stories about bigfoot from anywhere in the u.s.a. or canada.  I found a story that happened just a half hour from where I live!!  I HIGHLY suggest going to the website!
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I like www.ghosts.org/stories/n.html for ghost stories, it is a ohio page, but its got some good ones on it, and for crime stories(serial killers) try crimelibrary.com, for true ones that is, its very interesting atcually, they got all sorts of weird crime stories. including the amityville horror story, with orignal pictures of the house.
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supernatural yes...weird no.
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I did one on the history of insane asylums.\nAlso, I did one on how multiple personality disorder and schizophrenia were often mistaken for demonic possession.
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At the age of nine, with a magic show gone horribly wrong (in my case) at a local Baptist church.  I had the numinous belief in the supernatural that all kids have through contact with such beliefs from the society they live in.  Then I saw a guy mystifying children with simple sleight of hand tricks and extrapolated from there, which I am sure wasn't what the pastor of the church intended at all.  It was a life changing moment, though I did not really know it.  I had decided to throw off the shackles of the mind that are required by religion and embraced logic, reason, and science as my "holy" trinity.
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GHOSTS? Yes. In the summer of 1977 a ghost took up residency in my electric fan. It was very entertaining. Had a penchant for ABBA tunes and sang to me in a weird electric voice. It lasted for just a few months then disappeared. I still miss the ghost.  \nWITCHES? Yes. I went to elementary school with a girl whose father was a Warlock. Nice guy but those big bushy eyebrows made him look scary.  \nKELPIE? Yes. When I was very young I saw a "pony" swimming in a bayou in Baywood, Louisiana. I ran home and told my Grandad about the swimming pony. Grandad asked me what color it' eyes were. Red I told him. Grandad became excited and told me it wasn't a pony at all. He called it a Kelpie. He said a Kelpie was a water "imp" that took the guise of a horse to entice innocent folk into the water with it. Once the victim entered the water the Kelpie would return to it's true demonic form and drown the happless swimmer.  Grandad forbade me to return to the bayou ever again and I never did.\nBLOODY MARY? Yes. I remember some years back I was dining at a truck-stop. A drunken trucker was dared into saying "Bloody Mary's" name three times. He did. After the 3rd time he excused himself to use the bathroom. He never returned. The cook went into the bathroom to see if he was ok. The bathroom was empty and quiet except for a broken mirror over the sink. No trace of the trucker at all. I heard his Semi stayed parked at the truck stop for 4 days before it was towed.\nVAMPIRES? Yes. I saw one years ago as a spectator at a carnival. He was a pale, bald, bony man dressed in black & gray. He was wiping his mouth of what looked like ketchup. He caught me watching him. I felt uncomfortable and turned to walk away. As I did I faced a Fun-House mirror. There was no reflection of the strange man. He was right behind me! Surely there would be a reflection! There wasn't. That's when I realized he was a vampire. I ran through the mid-way until I caught up with my friends. I never told them about the vampire because I knew they would never believe me. \nJACK the RIPPER? Yes. There is documented proof Jack the Ripper existed. The question is who do you believe he was? Some Historians say he was a respected Surgeon others believe he was a prominent member of High Society while others claim he was a member of Brittain's Royal Family. Me? I'd have to go with the Surgeon theory because of the proffessionalism of the knife wounds. Experts claim the wounds were very precise and were administered with expertise. \nCANDYMAN? Yes. The legend of the Candyman is just a variation of the "Bloody Mary" legend. They are one and the same theory but the Bloody Mary legend is much older than the Candyman .  \nBLACK CAT THAT CROSSES YOUR PATH? Absolutely. A black cat has no supernatural powers ......unless it is a "Familiar" sent by a witch to cast a spell. A familiar is an animal (cat, owl, rodent, wolf, etc.) charmed by a witch or other sorcerror to cut-off or "cross" an intended victims path. By doing so the essence of the spell or curse will possess the victim. Folk-lore has it....since the animals were small or at least not very large they were only capable of containing mild spells like clumsiness or "bad luck". Fortunately A cursed black cat is the only supernatural element I have not encountered in my strange and very eventful life (aside from Jack the Ripper that is!)...So far!
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Yes, I really do. Because of the experiences with the afterlife I've had there are some major simillarities. But what a lot of people don't understand about psychics and mediums is that its not 100%. Sometimes you can't hear what they're trying to tell you. Or sometimes a person is closed and doesn't want to know even if they say they do.
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I do believe in faeries, I do, I do! And so do many of my friends. Some even claim to have seen faeries When we sit around the fire telling faerie stories, They're all true. And we've all got our stories.\n\nHave you ever put something down when no one was around, and when you went back it wasn't there? Then a few days later it shows up exactly where you left it? That's what faeries do. Faeries are very playful. Most cultures have stories of playful little magickal creatures. They have lots of different names in each mythology, but I know them as faeries. If you put out offerings, you get the stuff back sooner.\n\nOne time, on a camping trip, it was an especially magickal night. At some point, everyone in the camp noticed that something was missing, including a necklace from around one woman's neck. The area where we were camping was separate from any other areas and so no one came into the area. Suspecting activity of the Fae, everyone put out offerings, except for the woman who lost her necklace. She cursed the fairies. The next morning, everything was returned except the necklace. To this day, the necklace has never been found.\n\nOn another camping trip, I put my tent right in the middle of a natural faery ring. When I camp, I always have a flashlight with me at all times. The only place I could have lost it was in my tent, so I searched my tent, and the flashlight was not in there. Then I had two friends search the tent, and they couldn't find the flashlight. I put out offerings to the fae, and the next morning, the flashlight was back in my tent.\n\nAnother camp-out, We had a tarp structure in the most wind protected part of a wind protected valley. I've put up a lot of tarp structures, and it was put up very well. I've put up hundreds of tents and tarp structures, and I know what I'm doing. In and around the tarp structure where etched glass tealight holders on stands averaging about 4 feet high (it was beautiful). That night, the structure blew over (in a wind protected area) but when it fell, somehow it completely missed all of the etched glass. About mid way through the day, with no one anywhere near the structure, about half of it spontaneously stood back up.\n\nA friend recently posted in her blog that she had lost a piece off her necklace, and it was no where to be found. One day her husband found it, right where he had been standing barefoot moments earlier, in plain sight, and in a spot where she had vacuumed earlier. There it was, in a place in plain sight where it hadn't been earlier\n\nThe trick is to make offerings to the fae OUTSIDE of your house. Preferably far outside your house, like at a nearby state park. They like honey. They also like shiny bobbles. Be sure to respect their sacred spaces, and possibly give them a little faery altar (which can be as simple as three flat rocks placed on top of each other with something shiny sitting on it. They also like shiny things tied to trees.\n\nThese are just a few of my Faery stories. My friends have a great many more. We've seen many things which defy mundane explanations.
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I have had experiences.  For all of those who dont believe, you must not have had any.  My dad never has believed until he bought the house he now lives in and unexplained things happened in front of his face.  \n  My aunt died 6 yrs ago and every once in while I look up when I am preparing dinner and see her looking at me. she never stays long, but still comes around every now and then.  \n  I do believe that spirits exist.
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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...
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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.
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A recent experience:  April 8, 2006, my nieces' birthday at a restaurant in New Jersey.  While eating a family dinner at the restaurant where my niece works, I felt a bump on my leg from under the table.  Thinking that it was one of her children, I asked him to stop.  I spoke loud enough for the whole table to hear and received many looks and retorts that he was sitting at the other end of the table.  I felt it again on my left leg and then on my right.  There was no one nor anything visible under the table, I asked my niece if the place was haunted, she said "Yes!"  I found out later that many people have had similar experiences.  I was thinking of asking "Ghost Hunters" to check it out, but I don't think the owner would go for it.\n\nIf you want to hear a lot more, and they are very weird, e-mail me.  I've been thru various and sundry spiritual quests.  They've taken me to the depths of "hell" and, gratefully, to a very deep and profond belief in God.
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As a ghost hunter I would definately say yes.  As to a ghost story how about one that happened to me.  It it true and happened about 4 months ago.\n\nWe were at an abandoned house doing and investigation.  This houses history included murder, rape, child abuse and suicide (nice house huh?).  One of the members was being really obnoxious and cursing at the spirit there, calling him a coward, a skumbag ect.  A few minutes later we go dark (turn off all our lights) . We sat there for a few minutes silent in total darkness.  Then we heard a shoosh and the sound of a rock hitting the wall next to me.  We turned on our light immediately and looked around but didn't see any rocks, or any other item that it could of been thrown.