My Paranormal Experience

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Is a spirit/force trying to choke me?

Your Name: Jebi Rajan

My Story: My experiences are not much common. If any one has anything to help me with any thing, it would be a big favor. The thing which is often happening with me is that i wake up semi – consciously and i feel a spirit/force on me trying to choke me.. i cant move my hands or legs.. its very slow if i can.. and i am not sure if its trying to choke me.. i get a different feeling.. which is very difficult to help.. but you know its not a good feeling.. so please help me anyone.. i dont know what i have done wrong. i am a good person.. never would do anything bad.. why is this happening with me? help.

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Loud crashing sounds from the kitchen but no damage

Submitted by: John

My Story: I’ve heard of other people experiencing this and have read a lot relating to this experience but maybe someone here has experienced something similar.

When I was in my late teens my parents use to go away on short holidays and I would often stay behind to ‘protect the fort’.

We lived in a 3 bedroom open plan house. My parent,s bedroom was situated at the front of the house and it had its own door to the garden as well as its own bathroom. More often as not I would sleep in their bedroom with my two jack russels in there with me, only because if I ever heard anyone breaking in I would be able to get out of the bedroom and into the garden without having to go through the rest of the house.

One weekend while my parents were away I was up late one night watching tv in their bedroom with the bedroom door locked, as usual when I was by myself, with both my dogs on the bed with me (sorry mom and dad). It was late in the night and about 2 hours earlier I had finished cleaning the dishes and had left them on the drying rack. While lying in bed just as I started to doze off the came loud crashing sound come from the kitchen which sounded like the pots and dishes I put there had fallen off the drying rack. I could even hear one of the pot lids spin around on the floor, both my dogs went mad but wouldn’t go near the bedroom door. I couldn’t hear anyone in the house nor any glass being broken as though someone was climbing in through the window. So I chose to ignore the sound, dismissing it as a neighbourhood cat coming through the window which has happened before, and ended up watching tv for the rest of the night. I dozed off in the very early hours of the morning and awoke when the sun was coming through the curtains. I decided to venture out of my parents bedroom and into the kitchen to inspect the carnage down by the ‘cat’ only to discover that there was absolutely nothing lying on the floor, nothing broken and every dish, plate, pot, pot lid and pan were still in the drying rack.

To this day I’ve never been able to ‘debunk’ that. I often think, was it my imagination but then I recall the way my dogs behaved and think otherwise.


From: Steven B
Subject: My Paranormal Experience

My story began on an already atmospheric evening in May 2016 at the Stewponey near Stourton. After going through a traumatic relationship breakdown I was invited by my father to join him to fish on the canal at Stewponey junction for a few hours with a family friend. The fishing itself was all in all uneventful but distant rumblings of thunder ensured we all remained alert (carbon fibre rods and lightening do not mix so I hear). At approximately 10.15 as the light has gone completely, the air was decidedly charged and it was then that I saw someone approaching on the opposite bank. Two things struck me, the first was that this person did not have a torch (quite unusual as there are no towns for quite a way along this stretch and the darkness clings to you due to the overhanging trees – even before I saw what I saw I was apprehensive of that stretch of canal even in the heights of summer). The second was that the outline of the person was quite visible but the texture was solid yet smoke-like.I was transfixed as this ‘person’ approached, trying to make sense of what I was looking at. I looked around briefly for something to use as a weapon as the presence of this person in this situation did not feel right. As the figure passed by me on the opposite bank, I was amazed to see that the legs were visible but an upper body was not. The legs moved with a floating fluidity – almost as you would on a flat escalator you would find at an airport to assist when you walk with suitcases. They not seem to be on the ground (or either above it or underneath it) and as the figure passed a barrier (near to the stourbridge/kinver signpost where the canal runs into the river stour) the legs ‘disappeared’ and the upper body was now visible, smoke-like and moving with an awkwardness that was of stark contrast to the fluidity of the legs. I watched the figure pass by and realised it would either cross the bridge to my left and walk behind me (and I could be sure of what it was) OR continue along that path. I peaked to look around the corner of my fishing umbrella and the figure appeared to turn and make its way over the bridge. I braced myself, ready to grab my bank stick if needed – I was on edge at this point and had an overwhelming feeling that I would need to defend myself. But there was nothing. No footsteps, no “good evening”, nothing. As mine was the only path there was no where logically that this figure could have gone. Thinking I had gone sporadically mad I turned to my dad and asked if he has seen what I had seen. Of course he hadn’t, his night float was positioned in a way that he was facing in the opposite direction. Typical! However, my fears that I had lost it were soon eased by the family friend, who fishing at the far end of the junction and out of earshot had seen exactly what I had seen. As this man has been a director of a funeral home for many years, he is not spooked easily and had never experienced anything until that point but he was certain that what we had seen was a ghost. Perhaps it was the ghost of Billy Howe the highwayman who was hung to rot on nearby Gibbet lane after being found guilty of murder in 1812? I did not feel comfortable in his presence if it was and I will not be going back after dark – unlike my father, who fishes there frequently, armed with a camera, just in case!


From: Bryan
Subject: My Paranormal Experience

I’m not sure what it is but when I was asleep I woke up and heard these strange noises. I had so much fear. I said to my self it’s nothing then something jumped on me and it felt like I was being choked. Last night I felt like I was choked being by something but I’ve realized that if you talk they get scared . I’ve been reading and they say they can’t move or talk but I can move and I can talk and it feels so real. I don’t know what to do anymore. If anyone knows how to get through this please let me know I’m begging you.


From: Lady day

My Paranormal Experience: Last night as I was sleeping I felt as if there was a presence trying to get into bed with me if felt like a man..and when I forced myself to open my eyes and look it was gone and I no longer felt something getting into bed with me… What was that???

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From: Whitney S

My Paranormal Experience: I’ve lived in several houses and experienced the doors opening by themselves as I walked by them after I had locked them the night before. Loud bangs on the bedroom walls as i was falling asleep. Strange lights in bedrooms with the lights turned off…but there was this one house i had lived in here in eastern Louisiana, that particularly made me very uneasy.

In August of 2017…My family and I had just moved in a month prior to the first occurrence. We didn’t have a washer and dryer at the time so we went to the laundromat to do our laundry for that time being. We spent the whole day out of the house and finally got home late afternoon. As my husband was talking to me in our room. Which was built off of the kitchen area, he stated that the kitchen light had come on. Okay, no big deal, he turned it back on. But as he turned back towards our room, our ceiling fan, which was right above me, had started spinning and the switch was turned off. We were creeped out immediately but we turned an eye to it and moved on with our evening.

That evening, as we were listening to our music, which was particularly louder than usual, our boys were sitting at our kitchen bar coloring and I was braiding my daughters hair on the living room couch, and husband was in our room (We lived in a mobile home so the floor plan was open and the floors had linoleum). That’s when the sound of the boy’s bucket of cars fell off of the shelf and we could all hear the cars slide across the floor. I thought that maybe they didn’t put the cars on the shelf stably and they had fallen. But I also had a very uneasy feeling from what happened earlier that afternoon. I turn the music off and went and checked the boy’s room and nothing had fallen anywhere, in any room. Everything was in its place. I thought, great something has followed me here, from my past experiences…but that wasn’t the last of it. I had feelings of being watched all the time, especially when I was home alone. I told my husband about it every day but all he could say was to ignore it. Then one night a couple of months later while I was pregnant with our 4th child, a boy. I had made the baby a blanket. I woke up in the middle of the night and was cold, so I got up to grab the blanket hanging on the side of his crib. As soon as I had the blanket in my hands, a VERY LOUD  wood-breaking-something tearing through the walls- type of sound came from our closet! I ran back to my bed and hid under the covers like a child. The sound wasn’t like anything I’ve ever heard before, and it’s really hard to describe besides it sounded like something tearing through the closet. I somehow got the courage to use the light on my phone to check out the closet. Nothing was broken or moved. It was so loud that I was amazed it didn’t wake my husband. I didn’t sleep the rest of the night and from then after either. I cried when my husband and children left for work and school. I didn’t want to be lone with whatever was in that house. I was being watched and I was genuinely scared! My daughter wouldn’t sleep in her room anymore. So I did what I was told to do while growing up, to pray whenever I was scared. The Lord’s prayer. I prayed with my kids and prayed by myself and prayed with my husband. I started saying outloud, “you don’t scare me anymore and you’re not real.” Nothing happened after I convince myself that it didn’t exist. But now, a couple of years later, it still stays with me. What happened and how I was affected by living in that house will probably always stay with me. I’m haunted by it to this day and I truly believe there is a place that exists between life and death…and beyond.

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From: John Love
Subject: My Paranormal Experience
I had a dream, of a skeleton from nowhere, of a corpse in a house, and of woods, I was walking through surrounded by trees and leaves, and so I walked on the path, and there above on the hill I saw an old abandoned greying house, and a corpse Banshee with yellow skin and rotten teeth, and long feminine hair started to scream, and I started to run, and then I woke up.

Predictions are dreams.

Dreams are prophetic.

After this dream my grandmother died years later symbolized by the corpse in the house and even the Banshee screaming, my grandmother was kept Alive a corpse Zombie, screaming at me in a dream like a corpse Banshee, about her being dead, trying to warn me, or even just scare me away, trying to show me, as the dream of ghosts, that something was wrong, that in the dream of houses and me on the rooftops during nightfall I was as good as homeless even in my grandparents house because they had been murdered and kept Alive with Dark Sorcery, Resurrected from the dead as corpse mummy Zombies, Animated by the Sorceress and Sorcerer corresponding my grandmother and grandfather.

The dreams started Happening and Coinciding with the sleeping in the new house, after we moved mysteriously further away than where I was born from Pennsylvania to Arkansas, in the middle of nowhere, separated the Sorceress did deliberately from my family and Britain over seas, separated from myself, and from my grandparents in America who are now dead and deceased, and never coming back, yet after those dreams I saw my grandfather Glowing Green, and Grandmother Glowing Green, Alive, Kept Alive by Dark Sorcery.
My grandmother i Saw in a different country, in Missouri, after she died in Arkansas.
My grandfather also i Saw in Missouri state, again, after he died by almost a decade.
The Green Light Form is like the Blob, or the Thing, resulting from Mysticism, which Absorbs Souls as a Eater of Souls, and Absorbs and Liquidates Lives Frozen in Light as endless suffering a fate some say is far worse than Hell. Its like being trapped in the Realm of a Grim Reaper and Absorbed into Death’s Personalities for a comparison.
The Green Light Form results from the Shifting an Ancient God who rules the World.
The Green Light Form is named Death, for Death and the Liquidation of parasitic infection and disease of all life on earth and the Earth is what Death seeks to do and Earth and life to destroy.
The Green Light Form is 42 million years old, resulted from Her destruction and Ancient God which ruled the World, and still rules the World too most who know better.
The Green Light Form is Death Incarnate, a sick version of even the Grim Reaper in a liquidating narcissistic twist.

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