Post by lethaldose on Dec 20, 2009 19:43:26 GMT -5
Hello
I am new to Louisiana and wanted to touch base with a local paranormal group. I am not an investigator, nor desire to be. I am interested in the science and the evidence. I am not interested in getting close to another spirit any time soon. Although I am interested in viewing the data.
I grew up in Michigan. My family lived in a 2 bedroom house. After my sister was born my dad decided to add on to the house and build up. After the addition was completed things got strange. I now understand it to have been a poltergeist.
It was drawn to my mother and me mostly, at least it liked playing with us. When I say playing I don’t mean fun and games.
My younger sister and I shared the same room upstairs. I was around 7 when I first started seeing it moving around my bed. I thought it was the devil. It progressed to rocking the bed (Not vibrating, rocking) then it would pull off my covers.
My mother complained (not to my sister or me, we knew nothing at the time) about something moving the bed and blankets. My father worked odd shifts.
Later, in my tweens I moved down stairs into my older brother’s room (he moved out). My sister stayed in the room we shared upstairs. I would hear voices at night, many different voices saying my name while I tried to sleep. Knockings and things moving became normal.
One night I remember my sister screaming from her room upstairs. She was almost asleep when she woke to a boy with no legs looking into her room from the hallway. She said it looked at her and moved off. Almost 20 years later my father, who was sure that we were all crazy or on drugs, admitted to having seen the boy several times during the day and experiencing the ‘bed’ issues like my mother and I. He worked odd shifts and sometimes slept during the day.
In my late teens I used to think I was being visited by aliens. I was witnessing something first hand and thought maybe it was aliens and not ghost. I thought this because I would wake up to things moving in my room, figures, shadows and sometime solid – identifiable beings with eyes looking back at me.
One night I was woken by my bed rocking and my covers got yanked off. I felt it on my bed (think of a small dog jumping up on the bed…but you look and your dog is not there) I got scared and took my pillow and used it as a weapon (I know) the pillow stopped as if I hit something, but nothing was there.
I have a habit of keeping my spare change in piles all over my room (I still have this habit). I recall waking up to a clanking sound. It was the coins falling off, one or two at a time off the shelf onto the floor.
When I was in my twenties I remember sitting in the living room during the day (it was sunny out) and I was watching TV. From the chair I was in I could see the hallway that leads to the stairway. We had two small white dogs. I saw the two dogs run out of the kitchen and up the stairs. I heard their little paws..thump thump thump. The dogs were not allowed up stairs. I ran to the bottom of the stairs to call them down. “Max, Tobie…get down here!” I yelled. The hair stood up on my neck. It then dawned on me, the dogs were with my parents in Tennessee. I spent the night at a friend’s house.
Speaking of the two dogs. It became normal for them to bark at the wall and chase something from room to room barking at the ceiling.
We also had a vacation home in the Florida Keys. Interesting enough that house was haunted also, but this one was more aggressive and just flat mean. It could have been the same entity, I don’t know.
I could go on, but you get the idea.
Fast forward to today.... I have noticed over the last year my parents house in Tenn. has a different feel when I visit. I thought I was reflecting to much on my youth. I visited them with my g/f this past Thanksgiving and we were decorating the Christmas Tree and I heard a deep and long sigh come from behind me.
Later my mother and I were talking after everyone had gone to bed and she said that she has noticed doors opening and lights turning on. This more like the Florida ghost than the Michigan one.
I think she is drawing another spirit to her. Her family dabbled in witchcraft and devil worship. All of her cousins and sisters sit and talk about spirits visiting them and what-not. They may be full of it, but I can say I have witnessed some strange stuff staying at my great-aunts house as a child.
I am new to Louisiana and wanted to touch base with a local paranormal group. I am not an investigator, nor desire to be. I am interested in the science and the evidence. I am not interested in getting close to another spirit any time soon. Although I am interested in viewing the data.
I grew up in Michigan. My family lived in a 2 bedroom house. After my sister was born my dad decided to add on to the house and build up. After the addition was completed things got strange. I now understand it to have been a poltergeist.
It was drawn to my mother and me mostly, at least it liked playing with us. When I say playing I don’t mean fun and games.
My younger sister and I shared the same room upstairs. I was around 7 when I first started seeing it moving around my bed. I thought it was the devil. It progressed to rocking the bed (Not vibrating, rocking) then it would pull off my covers.
My mother complained (not to my sister or me, we knew nothing at the time) about something moving the bed and blankets. My father worked odd shifts.
Later, in my tweens I moved down stairs into my older brother’s room (he moved out). My sister stayed in the room we shared upstairs. I would hear voices at night, many different voices saying my name while I tried to sleep. Knockings and things moving became normal.
One night I remember my sister screaming from her room upstairs. She was almost asleep when she woke to a boy with no legs looking into her room from the hallway. She said it looked at her and moved off. Almost 20 years later my father, who was sure that we were all crazy or on drugs, admitted to having seen the boy several times during the day and experiencing the ‘bed’ issues like my mother and I. He worked odd shifts and sometimes slept during the day.
In my late teens I used to think I was being visited by aliens. I was witnessing something first hand and thought maybe it was aliens and not ghost. I thought this because I would wake up to things moving in my room, figures, shadows and sometime solid – identifiable beings with eyes looking back at me.
One night I was woken by my bed rocking and my covers got yanked off. I felt it on my bed (think of a small dog jumping up on the bed…but you look and your dog is not there) I got scared and took my pillow and used it as a weapon (I know) the pillow stopped as if I hit something, but nothing was there.
I have a habit of keeping my spare change in piles all over my room (I still have this habit). I recall waking up to a clanking sound. It was the coins falling off, one or two at a time off the shelf onto the floor.
When I was in my twenties I remember sitting in the living room during the day (it was sunny out) and I was watching TV. From the chair I was in I could see the hallway that leads to the stairway. We had two small white dogs. I saw the two dogs run out of the kitchen and up the stairs. I heard their little paws..thump thump thump. The dogs were not allowed up stairs. I ran to the bottom of the stairs to call them down. “Max, Tobie…get down here!” I yelled. The hair stood up on my neck. It then dawned on me, the dogs were with my parents in Tennessee. I spent the night at a friend’s house.
Speaking of the two dogs. It became normal for them to bark at the wall and chase something from room to room barking at the ceiling.
We also had a vacation home in the Florida Keys. Interesting enough that house was haunted also, but this one was more aggressive and just flat mean. It could have been the same entity, I don’t know.
I could go on, but you get the idea.
Fast forward to today.... I have noticed over the last year my parents house in Tenn. has a different feel when I visit. I thought I was reflecting to much on my youth. I visited them with my g/f this past Thanksgiving and we were decorating the Christmas Tree and I heard a deep and long sigh come from behind me.
Later my mother and I were talking after everyone had gone to bed and she said that she has noticed doors opening and lights turning on. This more like the Florida ghost than the Michigan one.
I think she is drawing another spirit to her. Her family dabbled in witchcraft and devil worship. All of her cousins and sisters sit and talk about spirits visiting them and what-not. They may be full of it, but I can say I have witnessed some strange stuff staying at my great-aunts house as a child.