supernatural phenomena
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- TheeOtherJuan0
to make a long story short...
My older sister, twin brother and I were "fighting amongst each other (btw,this was about 20 years ago). So mom decided to scare us to "calm" by going outside and yelling in spanish to the devil, "Devil", come get these kids from theirs tongues, they're misbehaving". Mom comes back in the house and immediately when she sat down the walls started to shake viciously.
And no, it was not someone banging the doors nor an earthquake. The shaking was to hard and it only happened at our house. Take it for what it is, that day CHANGED MY LIFE FOREVER.
- jurassica0
i have seen alot of crazy shit... seriously thought about getting a medium.
- Amicus0
Just before the Bali bombings I told my boss that something big was going to happen soon... as in that day. For about a week after I could here something call my name faintly whenever it was quiet... almost like I couldn't quite tune in to it, but I had the unshakeable urge it was one of the victims trying to get a message across.
I was in Melbourne at the time, but I'm not sure if space means the same thing to the departed.
- just wondering, did you know anyone who died there?jurassica
- monoboy0
I says medium on my pants. Does that count?
- kona0
i bar tended my way through college at a 100+ year old hotel that was at one time a mansion. a rich old woman owned the mansion and eventually her two sons, against her wishes, turned the mansion into a hotel by building over the thing with her still living in it because she refused to leave her home. suite 211 is the actual room where she stayed until she died. after she died the room was renovated into the nice suite that it is today.
i never had cable so some nights i'd stay late and watch cable tv and i'd swear there were voices around me so i'd mute the tv and everything was silent. then i'd turn back on the sound and listen and again i could swear i would hear voices.
on the nights when i would lock up and let my buddies in real late to drink strange things would occur. we'd be on one side of the bar and a couple glasses would jump off the rack and shatter on the floor. the napkin and straw holders would fall off the rail and spill out onto the floor. almost as if someone was pretty pissed that we were taking advantage of the bar. the one night that i actually got scared was after all my buddies left, i had finished locking up and putting everything away. i was walking down the long, narrow bar and noticed my shadow on the large mirrors that ran the length of the bar, behind all the booze. my shadow was in an odd position, it was in front of me which was odd, because the only light in the whole bar was in front of me, so my shadow should have been cast behind me. i stopped to try and figure it out and the shadow kept walking the remaining 10 feet of the mirror and out, across the wall and through the wall where the two walls met. i freaked.
one night i had just locked up and had decided to watch the tv in the lounge instead of the one at the bar. large windows overlooked the street but i figured that it was so late (about 2am) no one would notice that the tv was on and someone was inside. so i'm sitting on the couch watching cable and all of a sudden there's a pounding sound on the front door that almost scared the shit out of me. at this point while working there i was well aware that there was strange shit going on but i tried not to let it bother me. i jumped up off the couch and ran to the door. turns out it was a friend of mine who had walked a few blocks to the hotel after the bars in town had closed. as i'm opening the door he has this really weird look on his face. i let him in and real softly he says to me "dude what the hell are you doing?", i asked what he was talking about... he said "who's the fucking old lady you're watching tv with?" i said "what?!?" he says "dude, the lady sitting behind you in the lounge chair... she's old as fuck watching tv with you, i saw her in the window when i walked by." and that is pretty much when i stopped watching tv late night at the bar.
i was thinking about it the other day and i literally have 20 more stories like these. i used to keep track on notecards in the hopes of one day putting them down in a book. the last chapter of the book was going to be "meeting mary face to face", and it would recount the night when i actually met mary face to face.
so yeah, i've had a few.
- CyBrain0
I will remind everyone here that supernatural is just another word for impossible.