Post by briankey on Feb 22, 2010 21:49:12 GMT -5
During the Civil War, The Red River Campaign in Louisiana was fought all up and down the Red River, many of the Wounded soldiers were taken to Homes, any home, and turned into a Field Hospital, whether Voluntarily or not, And many of these young soldiers who died in these homes never left, even in the Spirit Realm.
This is the Story, and future Stories of one such home that still stands today, like most Im sure, But have been forgotten by History, but for this one house, the past 10 years I have spent nights alone in this very dark place, and as time goes by, the experiences seem to be escalating, I have no doubt that these Departed souls know who I am, I will tell you though, from the things I have gone thru there, its very hard for me to remain calm, and not completely loose it while setting in a dark room, and hearing heavy boots walking around in the next room, when you know your the only one there. Im a true man and will tell you there are times when fear can get the best of you, I dont care to hear about how some clown if hearing this for himself, would go running off into the room. thats bullcrap, you might when you have others there with you.. But dont kid yourself, One thing I learned, you dont go running off into something your not sure of, You may just wind up regretting it, especially dealing with the Paranormal...Being a "Hero" can get you hurt...
This Summer, I was standing at the gate, it was about 3pm, Infront of the old house, I was staring half off towards the Battlefield, and could plainly see the house which was only about 40 feet away to my left, this old man drove up, we talked for awhile, he was talking about his WW2 days in the Pacific, he bragged about being legally blind and still driving his old Nissan truck, all of the sudden I saw this bright flash and snapped my head to the left just in time to see a ball of white light dropped from the ceiling of the breezeway and duck into one of the rooms, now, at the same time, I heard this old man yelling, "Did ye see that, did ya see that"?. he was running to the drivers side door of his truck, he was getting out of there fast, I stopped him, asked him what he saw, and he repeated what I saw,, he said, "Mister, Im legally blind and I saw that, Im outta here, dont want no parts of this, thats scared me"..And he drove off..
I stood there infront of the old house, I finally decided to walk up into the Breezeway, as usual, when I do, I always get weak at the knees, feel alittle disoriented, I lean against the wall, close my eyes, and I say alittle Prayer from 23rd Psalms. I know those spirits are taking my energy, I dont mind that. But after a Moment, I couldnt resist to say, "OK Boys, you scared that old man to death, you thought that was funny I bet"..
More to come...
Brian
paranormalinvestigatortx@yahoo.com
This is the Story, and future Stories of one such home that still stands today, like most Im sure, But have been forgotten by History, but for this one house, the past 10 years I have spent nights alone in this very dark place, and as time goes by, the experiences seem to be escalating, I have no doubt that these Departed souls know who I am, I will tell you though, from the things I have gone thru there, its very hard for me to remain calm, and not completely loose it while setting in a dark room, and hearing heavy boots walking around in the next room, when you know your the only one there. Im a true man and will tell you there are times when fear can get the best of you, I dont care to hear about how some clown if hearing this for himself, would go running off into the room. thats bullcrap, you might when you have others there with you.. But dont kid yourself, One thing I learned, you dont go running off into something your not sure of, You may just wind up regretting it, especially dealing with the Paranormal...Being a "Hero" can get you hurt...
This Summer, I was standing at the gate, it was about 3pm, Infront of the old house, I was staring half off towards the Battlefield, and could plainly see the house which was only about 40 feet away to my left, this old man drove up, we talked for awhile, he was talking about his WW2 days in the Pacific, he bragged about being legally blind and still driving his old Nissan truck, all of the sudden I saw this bright flash and snapped my head to the left just in time to see a ball of white light dropped from the ceiling of the breezeway and duck into one of the rooms, now, at the same time, I heard this old man yelling, "Did ye see that, did ya see that"?. he was running to the drivers side door of his truck, he was getting out of there fast, I stopped him, asked him what he saw, and he repeated what I saw,, he said, "Mister, Im legally blind and I saw that, Im outta here, dont want no parts of this, thats scared me"..And he drove off..
I stood there infront of the old house, I finally decided to walk up into the Breezeway, as usual, when I do, I always get weak at the knees, feel alittle disoriented, I lean against the wall, close my eyes, and I say alittle Prayer from 23rd Psalms. I know those spirits are taking my energy, I dont mind that. But after a Moment, I couldnt resist to say, "OK Boys, you scared that old man to death, you thought that was funny I bet"..
More to come...
Brian
paranormalinvestigatortx@yahoo.com