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From: Marylouise

My Experience: I’m not really sure if this is the right place to tell this story as i don’t really know myself what you would call it but anyway even though it is a little long , here it goes.
I am currently 20 years of age living in the same town i have since i was a kid.
My story however, is based on a long time ago during my childhood but even to this day i question myself constantly.
It all started when i was around the age of 3 going on 4, I was the third and last child in the family so at first my parents seemed me to just be doing what a regular 4 year old does, however, my parents told me they always felt something around me, though they could never pinpoint what it was, they said it just “gave them the creeps” they first started feeling this way when i started saying things like “i want my other mum and dad” this would confuse them terribly and they would always ask questions like “who are they?”, “where are they?” and “why do you think you have another mum and dad?” now i was still very young at that point so i don’t really remember the answers i would give but my mum told me i wouldn’t say much on the subject, i would almost always ignore her questions and continue talking about them, things started to get more intense very fast, i would be out in public happily walking alongside my mum and the next minute i would just break out into these loud heart wrenching screams and throw myself on to the floor screaming for “My other mum and dad” looking back, i sort of remember the way i used to picture them but when asking my mum it was confirmed, i used to picture this lovely looking couple, they looked roughly around their late 30’s perhaps a little older, the woman would have this beautiful flowing pink dress with a pearl necklace and blonde hair, the man however, was dark haired, wearing a stunning tuxedo and a pencil thin moustache with a cigar in his mouth, my mum described it as though i was describing a couple from the 1960’s or something around that period.
As i got a little older i continued to believe i had another mum and dad but then something else happened…
one day, and i remember this well, i made a new imaginary friend, i didn’t know her name, looking back now i’m not sure why but i remember exactly what she looked like; she had long thick black hair, an even longer black thin dress that flowed out as it reached the bottom and bright red lipstick, i don’t remember any other facial features but the weird thing was she would only appear at night and would follow the exact same routine, she would walk by my bedroom door, stare through and smile at me and then she would walk off into my parents bedroom, this completely freaked my mum out when i told her this like most people probably would be and she decided she wanted to know more, so on a daily basis she would ask me questions about this “imaginary friend” like “What’s her name?”, “what games do you play together” my mum said i didn’t really give much away except sometimes i would reply “ask her yourself, she’s standing right next to you” this made my mum officially freaked out and she told my dad everything, he then began to watch me too to see if there were any strange behaviours etc, he said that i would tell him things about my great grandmother and how she liked to keep her garden nice, her favourite food etc… but the scary part was, my great grandmother died 3 months before i was even born and i had never met her and since it was the late 1990’s it wasn’t as regular to have lots of photos of people, we had none of my great grandmother.
My mum never really got to see this side of me until she experienced it herself one day and to this day, i kid you not, she still brings it up and asks me questions about it. So basically, one day,a few years after we had moved into our new house just around the corner from our old one and i was up the stairs on the laptop just minding my own business when my mum heard me talking from upstairs and came up to check up on me, when she opened the door from the way she describes it i didn’t even notice her walking in and this was strange because the laptop was literally inches away from the door and i could practically feel her breath on my arm from where i was sitting, she said it was almost like i was in a trance, when she asked what i was doing i turned to her and said “i’m talking to great grandmother lindsay”, this shocked her to her very core as she never spoke about her as we grew up, if it wasn’t for me mentioning her me and my sisters probably wouldn’t even know who she was, she turned to me with this serious face and said “what do you mean talking to her?” to which i replied “on the laptop” my mum then reached over to the screen and started to read the message- i had opened up a word document and it was full of questions like “how are you?”, “”what are you doing?” nothing out of the ordinary but my mum was puzzled when she realised i had been leaving huge spaces after my questions, when she asked me about it i just stared right through her and said “that’s her replies, can’t you see them?”
This is one of the last childhood stories my mum likes to talk about and i’m too hesitant to ask if there is anything more but anyway, skip a few years and i am now 10 years old, my dad sadly passed away due to a heart attack and it hit the family pretty bad, he died in the hospital so my family were hesitant to go back to the house since we hadn’t been there since he took the attack, it was about 2 days after his death and we decided it was time to go home and try and get as back to normal as we can at a time like that, but i think to tell this story i need to back up to when my dad was still alive, my dad was very in to fish and taking care of them, he had this huge fish tank set up in the middle of the kitchen and he was extremely proud of how well he looked after the tank and the fish.
even though my dad loved his tank he sometimes would forget to feed the fish so he decided to buy a timer that would go off the same time every night to remind him but my dad practically spent most of his adult life in the kitchen so he decided that the noise it made was too irritating and he was just going back to remembering to feed them so he took one battery out and shoved it in a cupboard in the kitchen, it sat there for years untouched to the point we forget he even had it, now fast forward to the first day we got home after his death, we had just went and got some shopping and were taking it back to unload and then start cleaning up the house, as we walked in the front door, we could hear this really faint irritating noise we all looked at each other and weren’t really sure what it was but didn’t think too much of it, as we walk into the kitchen the noise just bursts out of nowhere and blows up our ears, we drop our bags and start searching for the cause of this noise when all of a sudden, my sister opened the cupboard door and what do you know? it was my dad’s fish timer reminding him to feed the fish still with one battery inside. This story is 100% true so there is not really much i can do if you don’t believe it.
Now, in my later years, i didn’t really see or hear things anymore and i thought it was all just my imagination being too large as a child but recently, weird things have started happening again, i have this constant uneasy feeling of being watched, and i have been told by a few people who claim to be psychic that i am too, i started predicting things in my dreams like crashes, fires- basically very bad situations and the next day there it would be on the news, i feel like i see things but for a split second and then they are gone, i guess my reason for posting this is to get some answers on maybe what all of this means especially the stuff from childhood, has anyone else done similar things as a child? did anyone else believe they had another mum and dad? i have been invited to meet with psychics to try and “open my mind” but i thought i would start here, thanks for reading.


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Many times I will get a serious feeling of deja vu

From: Lisa Mack

My Experience : Many times I will get a serious feeling of deja vu. It is usually a sound that sets it in motion and usually only lasts for a couple seconds, but I’m usually thinking “I dreamed this…what does it mean”. One particular event was a dream I had at about 12 years old. In it I was playing the game of LIFE with my sister and she says “I’n the banker I’m always on duty” The only visual I had was the game board and an arm reaching across it with a brown striped sweater. I never said anything to my family but the phrase “always on duty” stuck in my head . At 15 I had my first boyfriend and he spent the day at my house as I had to watch my sister that day. We decided to play the game of LIFE. I didn’t realize until my sister was handing my boyfriend his money and made the statement “I’m the banker, I’m always on duty” I don’t know why I was given the vision and what relevance it had.


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From: Marie Sellers

My Story : The TV was on an aliens show until I could find something else to watch.
I was looking through the channels and saw PARKS AND RECREATION was on Esquire channel (Comcast). I wondered what that show was like, while I skipped past it browsing through the channels guide. I then briefly turned on a show about cats I had recorded previously. When I turned off the recording, the TV was now on the PARKS AND RECREATION show on Esquire channel, the one I had just wondered about. This channel was a whole 3 channels away from the aliens show I had on originally, before all this.
Also, about 10 minutes prior to watching the TV I heard a loud noise on that side of the room.


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Ouija Board Experiences and the Smell of Sulphur

From: Ali Paige

My Story: My best friend and I held a seance in her backyard this past August. She and I borrowed our good friend’s antique ouija board. For the past couple months she and I checked out books on various cultural spirituality and heady supernatural phenomena. We read books aloud on her sheltered backporch almost every night til September even after our experience. We’re hippies what can we say?
We’d been reading about ouija and I think all of the negative hype surrounding “the talking board.” We went online and researched ouija. Some shared completely cliche expected viewpoints on the ouijaboard and others had nothing but curious things to share. My best friend and I came to the agreement that we were going to hold a ouija seance. I was fearful at first but then after opening my mind, we drove to our friend’s.
She and I looked at the antique talking board, admiring the decorative sun/moon drawings on the two top corners. Our friend’s vintage antique store treasure was used only for eye candy in her home. We were thankful to have it in our temporary grips. We assured our friend that her board was safe with us and that it would be returned. After returning to my best friend’s porch we talked and waited a week to finally use the ouijaboard.
The dark star-bathed sky held close to a full moon on a summer’s night in our southern Ohioian town. We were getting ready for our experiment in our neighboorhood that was a former apple orchard 16 years before. She and I finished our extensive ouijaboard iphone research. We went inside to gather sea salt, a cream colored pretty much fully burnt up candle, dragon’s blood incense, a sun/moon wooden incense holder, and a towel to sit down on the concrete beside the pool. She layed down the towel as we picked our spot facing the shed, giving us a perfect view of the moon above her fence and the neighboring house.
My best friend lit the candle and the incense. I took out our sheet of notebook paper with a protective saying on it written just 20 minutes before this. I grabbed the sea salt and protected our circle with the ouija board being in the center. I used candle light to hold under our paper so I could read. She and I sat down across from eachother so we both could keep the talking board in the middle. She held 4 fingers on her side of the planchette and then I did the same.
We breathed deeply with our fingers on the piece, taking in the smell of the incense, and meditating with the brisk air. We read that it was useful to clear the mind and have zero expectation. I took off one hand the planchette so I could read the questions I was going to ask if someone came through. She and I sat waiting and then five minutes later the fun begins. All of the sudden we heard drums..1,2,3,4,1,2,3,4. Picture big the ones used in native ceremony long ago.
Keeping our eyes closed, feeling nothing but excitement, I then ask if we’re speaking to a native american. Simultaneously, we hear multiple cries of celebration and the drumming continuing on. I then ask, do you belong to Earth? Right on cue the night is pierced with various chanting..some female, children, and male voices. My best friend and I keep our eyes closed dancing to the beat of the drumming!
I thank these energies for including us in their celebration and that they’re amazing. I do know that I was feeling awfully high on spirit vibes that I ask them if they like our candle. I was giggling with the Indians but my best friend looked at me like are you serious? She then asks the energies if they can make themselves known and this made them leave soon after knocking on the fence. Unfortunately, after a few minutes I lose sight of the indians and hear footsteps in the grass six feet in front of us.
My best friend and I whispering to each other at this point, she then asks if I can hear jazz? I said no and then we both smelt/felt air in around us resembling rotten eggs. I knew that what was about to potentially come through the board most likely wasn’t very pleasant. My best friend didn’t know what sulfur indicated so I mildly pleaded with her to close the board. She complied annoyingly. I catch my breath and take in everything otherworldly that took place.
My friend said..she smelt farts. I said our protective words again and closed the circle. My best friend was relentless with the what’s sulfur mean questions. I whispered..”hell” and then lingering energy piercing the silence with ghoulish shrieks! We walked back to her porch absolutely drained and discuss what in the bloody hell just happened. She and I could still hear that familiar drumming in the background but growing faint with each second.
A few days later she and I are texting. She tells me that her father put the planchette back on the ouijaboard and that she’s been smelling sulfur everywhere she goes. Even though she took the piece off of the board the energy started back up. I hadn’t had any problems other than my own mind playing tricks on me. I meet up with her and then I faintly get a whiff.
A few more days later, I get the idea to go buy some dried sage from the local grocer. It was necessary for me to cleanse my best friend’s home, my best friend herself, and then our friend’s ouija. My best friend came and picked me up alarming me that the smell has gotten worse. My best friend still isn’t scared but I tell her that it’s a good thing we’ve cleansed. She and I have had no problems since.
Needless to say what we experienced was incredible but if I didn’t have knowledge that I acquired before the happening..well we might have been haunted forever. Ouija is not to be played with if you do not have knowledge of the supernatural and remember if you sense bad..GET OUT!!! Also, limit your ouija time to 2 times a week and do not do it alone pyschic or not. It was great to share my best friend and my story. Peace and love!

A life full of psychic experiences in Iceland

From: Eva Lind

My Story: Okay so.. You dont have to believe me but when I was younger about 2-5 years old, I could talk to spirits,ghosts, what ever you call it. I dont remember this at all, but my mother told me all about this some years ago.
When I was 5 years old we lived in this very old house and I had about 7 “friends” (ghosts) I talked to. They were all nice to me and we just sat and talked. But one night my mom woke up to me crying in my room. She rushed over to me
and tried to find out what happened but I couldnt talk, couldnt stop crying! This happenend many nights after that and the only thing I could say was: ” He stands in the window and stares at me.”
My mom has this friend who is a medium. He called my mother up one day out of the blue and said ” I know whats bothering her, we have to meet up.” My mother agrees and meets up with him and I tag along. To make
a long story short he “closes” me up. I dont understand what he did but he said that in the future when Im ready Im going to be able to see these kind of things again.

Today Im 18 years old. I have been experiencing weird thing lately. Okay Ill start with the first occurrence. I was sleeping in my bed one night when I woke up. I heard my mom walking around in the kitchen and somehow
I just thought it was perfectly normal that she would be waking around 3 in the morning. So I went back to sleep. But woke up again (at least thats what I thought)
The brightness and mood in the room had changed dramatically. And my mom was lying next to me. Suddenly I feel these long fingered hands grab my shoulders and lift me straight up in the air and my cover just flew of me and I heard this weird growl when I realized I was dreaming and woke up. I felt everything like it was real !!

Okay so another thing happened to me. I was going to sleep next to my little sister. I had my eyes closed for a while and was trying to fall a sleep. I opened my eyes and there was this woman hovering over me and my sister just staring into my eyes. I didnt do anything just stared back. She was old and wrinkled. Then she kind of floated away and disappeared into the darkness. Than my heart just started pounding! This time I was wide awake !!

The night after that I was going to sleep. I turned of the light and tried to get comfortable but there was something wrong I just felt it. My room was very dark and I was staring at my door when I see this weird shaped shadow standing over my bed. I freaked out and closed my eyes but when I closed them I could still see!
But I still had them closed! Then I saw all kinds of faces staring at me one at a time. I didnt know these people at all. This went on for like 30 minutes. In the end I gave up and turned on the light and went to sleep.

Sooooo… Today! I took a nap. I woke up and saw this woman standing at the end of my bed. I tried to focus my eyes on her but when I did this very scary figure of a man with this huge mouth tried to attack me! I couldnt move, I couldnt scream, I was just frozen. And then he just went away.

These things have been happening to me lately, also I have been hearing noises and smelling weird smells when nobody else can smell them. Im also seeing a lot of shadows and feeling like someone is with me. Can someone please help me, I just need some answers. Am I becoming a medium again ?

Ps. Im from iceland so please dont make fun of my spelling !

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