Showing posts with label Encounters. Show all posts
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Evil Encounters

My mother, myself, my sister, and my Autistic brother, had just moved into a house in Hazel Park, Michigan. The house seemed okay at first, but there were times where I heard weird noises. I wasn't the only one; the rest of my family had mentioned they heard things as well.

Our house had an attic, it creeped me out really bad, and I never went in it. It had one of those pull down ladders. Well one night my brother, and sister was sleeping, and my mother and I were sitting on the couch talking.

All of a sudden I heard what sounded like someone wearing boots walking down the hall towards us. Our house had wooden floors, and they made noises, but this was a distinguishable noise.

I tilted my head to look toward the hall as our couch was at an angle where you could see down the hall way. I didn't see anything. I asked my mom if she heard it and she said she did. It stopped and we continued to converse.

About 5 minutes later, the same noise started again, and this time it sounded like it was getting closer and closer. I freaked out, and told my mom to get my sister, and brother, that we were getting the heck out of there.

We woke everyone up, and told them come on, my sister was asking what the heck was going on, and I told her to just get in the car that we'd explain once we were outa there. We told her what happened, and she believed us a little bit. We drove around for about 2 hours, before deciding to go back.

We honestly thought that a "real" person like someone homeless was living in our Attic. I finally agreed to go back, and when we pulled in the driveway, a sense of fear was overcoming me again.

My mom went in the house first, looked around, and came back out. She said she didn't hear or see anything. We would have called the cops in case it was a real person, but we didn't see anyone, only heard the sounds, and other frightening paranormal things happened before.

So, I got the courage to go back inside, and the minute I put my foot into the house, a loud BANG sounded over my head in the Attic, at that second, I screamed, ran out of the house, jumped in the car, and locked the doors.

My mom told me to unlock the car door, and when she opened it to see why I screamed, she noticed how scared I was. I was shaking extremely bad, and I went into a panic attack. She decided it was best that we stayed somewhere else that night, and we ended up sleeping at my Grandmas house.

I probably wouldn't have been so scared but so many other things have happened in that house. As I said in my profile, I have experienced paranormal things all my life, but nothing like that time.

To me that house was evil, there was a day when I was in a bedroom with a friend, and suddenly I felt strangled, I was choking and when my friend screamed for my mom, my mom rushed in the room. Obviously no one had really choked me, but I did have a hand print on my throat.

There is many times where I feel a "presence" but I usually just ignore it, and don't think anything of it. However there are times like the one's mentioned above where I have a bad feeling, I'm very afraid, and the presence feels evil.

That's one of my real experiences. I will share more in the future.

Close Encounters I Have Had

I have had a few supernatural encounters. Nothing particularly scary but very interesting all the same. My first encounter was when I was a young child (about 8) I went to church every Sunday with my parents and once when all the congregation where praying (eyes closed, head down) I saw a monk stood at the altar. At the time I didn't realize what I was seeing and did that thing where you open your eyelids wide with your fingers to ensure your not dreaming or something. I know I didn't imagine it and it was as clear as day. I let the moment pass without saying anything but remember it to this day.

The corner of the church where I saw the Monk I remember always feeling scared when I had to go in there and I would run fast through it, or do what I needed to do and get out quick smart. I wondered if this was just down to being young and not wanting to be alone in a church of all places, but when I go back now I feel the same and quiver all over. It was and still is a modern Methodist church built in the 20th century, carpet and stuff very nice - so not a drafty dark old place, that would create these feelings. - Think I will do a little research on its location.

Second times were at University. I lived with a girl and two lads. The girl had a mother that was a medium. I was studying design and had a large drawing board in my room. I would be drawing away and turn to do something or go make a drink and when I returned, turned back, my pencils, ruler etc would be missing. I would look on the floor to find if it had fell and nothing would be there. I never felt scared and would just say out loud "I am going down stairs when I return I want them back" I would do this and sure enough they would be back as is it never been anywhere. My house mate (the girl) said that she once awoke to a man in her bedroom, I believe her as she said she wasn't scared just could see him there.

Third times were many instances when I worked for an Architects practice in the Peak District. Our Offices where haunted by a similar ghost to the one in my Uni house. He used to walk up and down the spiral staircase in the middle of the office (it was a old house) we would hear his foot steps and see him from the corner of our eyes, also he would take drawing equipment etc. We never felt threatened just aware of him. Once on the ground floor, where our reception was I walked down stairs to find the receptionist talking to herself. I said to her, "who are you talking to" and she said "I thought you were just around the corner" and had been for ten minutes or so as she saw me come down stairs.

Also while working at this practice I had to spend many days on my own in very old Churches that were in the middle of the countryside miles from anywhere. I never saw anything, but I was always VERY apparent to me when I had entered a Church that was haunted. I would be able to feel a presence and also if they were happy with me being there or not.

I got to be aware of this as, all the churches were alike (dark, old, draughty) but some would feel welcoming - just like walking in to your house, others scary.

As I said I never saw anything and whilst surveying towers, crypts, chapels (over 2000 photographs) never ever caught anything on camera (I always checked) but always knew when there was a presence and if it was happy with my presence. If it was happy I would feel content, also aware of them, but not threatened - I used to talk to them to keep me happy.

If it didn't like me being there I would feel not scared just a deep deep sadness (I can feel it now) welling up from inside of me, getting stronger and stronger until I would not be able to take it any longer and I would have to leave or I would have gone crazy. I can only describe it as that sadness, not anger or being scared. Something like when your mad at someone and you bit your tongue, turn the other cheek, but your blood just boils and then you can't help yourself but explode in a fit of rage, or like suffering from vertigo and being high up and just waiting for you inevitable death so you have to get out of there.

I worked with guys that had done the same for almost 50 + years. It was never spoke about if you returned to the office with a half finished survey, it was just silently concluded, accepted that the spirit there was unhappy and there was nothing we could do about it. It happened all the time, and was just treated as an occupational hazard, and we would have to telephone the Vicar and ask them to be in the Church at the same time as we were there. Whether we were in groups our by our self it was always the same.

I have not experienced anything now for 4 - 5 years. I see things out of the corner of my eyes, and then quickly look to the area to find nothing there and nothing possibly that could have caused any movement to attract my attention. But no personal encounters. I have posted on the psychic web site associated with the site about my experiences under that banner that are daily.

I am very interested in all of this and would welcome a discussion.

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