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Thanks everyone for your stories. Here are mine.
When I was in first grade, I went outside to play in the winter in central Michigan. The snow was the kind with a layer of ice on the top, and someone small and light like me could walk across it without breaking through. So I went out walking as far as I could, gently, to see how far I could go without breaking the ice. I walked into some woods and slid around on an icy puddle. Then I noticed a bloody, steaming pile of entrails. As a country girl, it was not a shock or gory for me to see that and I understood what I saw. Then I noticed that there weren’t any footprints leading up to the guts. Just a few blood droplets. I looked around trying to figure out how someone could have gotten them there without making any tracks, and that scared me bad enough to run home as fast as I could. When I got home clearly upset my mother asked me what happened and I told her the story. Her reply was “What woods?”. Indeed, we lived in town at the time and there were no woods, just fenced in backyards pressed against other fenced in backyards.
In 1984 when I was six years old and living at a different place, I had a strange experience that began with a dream. In the dream I am in a white space. There are no walls or anything else except me and the profound realization that I am infinitesimally small. Then I become aware of a bed before me. It’s unmade, and I somehow understand that I am to make it. I begin to make the bed and start to hear a sound. The sound is getting louder and louder, a shrieking, roaring, grinding, ripping metal, screeching, awful sound. Suddenly something massive is coming at me, the source of the sound. I cover my ears, and back away from the bed. This….thing….rushes by, train like. Dark, black, grey, metallic, hoses and wires and twisted stuff. (Later on when Star Trek came out with the Borg Cube it blew my mind, that is the closest thing I’ve ever seen that compares.) I wake up from my dream, sitting up in bed. It’s dark, and the middle of the night. And the sound is still happening, louder than a pack of Harley Davidsons or an airport runway. I feel like the sound is in my head, and nobody else could hear it if they were in the room. I’m terrified, and so I try to block out the sound by naming off all my different Barbie dolls over and over in my head. (Peaches and Cream, Day to Night, Pink and Pretty…) Eventually the sound goes off into the distance the same way it came on in the dream.
At this same residence I saw ghosts with clear features and clothing that other people saw and described as well without hearing about them first. Years later I spoke to people who had lived in the house previously and they described the same entities. Lots of poltergeist type things happened there like the radio changing stations and back again on it’s own, coming home to all the cupboard & refrigerator doors open and appliances on in a house with a german shepherd and a doberman. Items like eyeglasses coming up missing and always turning up in the attic. LOTS of stuff that I got blamed for being the only child.
Also outside at that same residence I would often see colored lights in the sky, star sized, that did little dances and zipped around erratically.
In my senior year of high school I had a vivid “doctor” dream which involved personal areas of my body.
In my mid twenties 2000-ish I had another doctor dream, and in this one they wanted to remove my septum piercing which I’d been trying to heal for a year and it wasn’t going well. I pleaded with them to leave it and they agreed just to move it slightly. When I woke up I immediately noticed that the ends of the jewelry (shaped like a horseshoe) hung significantly farther out of my nose than the night before. My new husband noticed it immediately but just thought I got a different piece of jewelry. The piercing healed almost immediately after that.
In my early thirties, for just an instant I very clearly saw an enormous bronze winged man, at least 12 feet tall, standing near the main light and intersection in the small town I lived in at the time.
I suffered for night terrors my entire childhood and the entire time I lived in Michigan. In my mid thirties, I moved to Kentucky and I have not had any since.
originally posted by: Darkblade71
a reply to: sled735
I'm listening to last nights show right now.
Wow!
It is goooooooood!!
And not saying that just because I am on it.
Awesome paranormal topics!
I'm so honored to be a part of it!
originally posted by: sled735
Here is another one of my experiences, probably the most mind-boggling of them all...
I had a ring setting that was made from Kentucky coal that my husband gave me (ex-husband now). He said it was one of a kind. About a year after we were divorced I lost the setting in the ring at a local club. Three months later my cousin and I went to a drive-in theater (this was in the mid 1970's). During intermission I went to the bathroom located inside the concession building . As I stood and looked up, there was something black dangling in mid-air in front of my face. I thought at first it was a spider hanging on a web, but then it fell to the concrete floor and made a noise, so I knew whatever it was, it was a solid object. As I knelt over getting a closer look, I realized this was the setting from my ring that I had lost three months prior in a totally different place! It was like it just materialized in front of my eyes, stayed there until I saw it, and fell at my feet. I picked it up and put it in my pocket. When I went back to the car my cousin asked me if I was okay because she said I was pale as a ghost. I told her what happened, and she was speechless! When I got home I placed the setting in my ring, put the ring away in my jewelry case, and I have never taken it out again since that day! Still don't know what to make out of this! Anyone ever experienced anything like this?
originally posted by: sled735
a reply to: RAY1990
Welcome to my thread, Ray. Better late than never!
Wow! So, another person to validate this type of story! Thanks!
You are a great story-teller, by the way.
I think certain spirits have learned how to manipulate things in the physical world and move them around. But, because you saw a UFO during this time, it could be aliens doing it too. That's the only thing I can come up with to explain this type of experience.
Do you have any other thoughts as to what it could be?
Thank you for sharing that.
originally posted by: sled735
a reply to: RAY1990
That could be it too: Someone looking out for you. Could be your family "up there".
I have opened the jewelry box a few times since then just to make sure it was still there. I have never removed it since I put it there. Don't want to even touch it!!!
The jewelry box is one I've had since I was a teenager. I have it tucked under some clothes in the bottom chest of drawers. I put all the jewelry I wear these days in a different one.
Honestly, I get a negative vibe from it, and I just don't want to even look at it! But, I'm afraid if I get rid of it, it will show back up, and that would definitely send me over the edge!
I can't think of anything, other than my ex telling me once that he was sent here by Satan ( I think he could have been!).
I thought maybe he had put a spell of some kind on it before giving it to me.
Maybe it's his association with the ring that gives me the bad vibes. I don't have any answers.
originally posted by: Darkblade71
a reply to: sled735
Turn it into a pendulum and ask it.
Maybe the ring will tell you itself.
Someone on another thread had a ring that kept coming back to them, and that was my suggestion.
I think it could apply to your ring as well.
It is just kind of a weird thought I had about the other ring and pendulums.
Hey, you never know, it could work!