Ok so I didn't get to posting my story yesterday so I'll try to do it now.
I'm not sure if it's totally paranormal, spiritual, just co-incidence or what but you can have your own thoughts about.

Almost three years ago my great great great aunt was in hospital dying. She had been in there a while and when I joined my family to go see her. I think she was in there for about 4 weeks or so. We may have visited her on the second week. Two weeks later on one very random night around 10PM I was in bed and I was feeling really really depressed and I couldn't stop crying. I just had such a bad feeling about something. I thought that since I hadn't seen or heard about my g.g.g aunt for a while I would say a little prayer for her (I'm not a strong believer) so I did that and just kept crying etc. I got to sleep around 12AM.

The next morning I got a phone call from my grandmother asking for my father. He leaves to go to work at 6:30AM so I found this really weird. I didn't think very much of it during the day and when I came home from school I got another call from my grandmother asking for my dad again. I told her that he's still at work and that he'll call when he gets home. Then she told me. MY g.g.g aunt passed away last night around 10:30 and she went peacefully. So of course I have a devastating reaction to it etc. Her death was the first death in my family that I would understand. My grandfather died when I was two and that's all. Maybe she was just more connected to me hence why I was feeling so bad.

My first aunt called me a few hours after my grandma called and then I told her about how I was crying and stuff about my g.g.g aunt passing and she said it might of been our "final goodbye".

So I'm not sure what this is, what do you think?

*pokes about*

Interesting..

One of my weird experiences was when I went to visit a friend who had told me for years about hearing weird things in her house. At the time of the visit she was working 3rd shift & I was on my way home from work & I decided to stop by & see her for a few minutes.
When I arrived I only saw her car, so I knocked on the door. A few minutes later I heard a baby crying, not that weird, a few months before this her sister had a baby. So I figured she must be babysitting. So I waited & heard the baby again. Then footstep coming to the door. It was my friend. She had been sound asleep & woke up when she heard the baby crying. She hurried to the door expecting it to be her sister & niece. When she saw me she looked confused. I asked her if she was babysitting her niece. She said no, she thought I was her sister because of hearing the baby.
We stood there confused looking at each other & heard it again. She called her sister & she was at her home with the baby. We both looked through & around her house, we never found anything or anyone there. Her house was the last one on the street & the closest neighbor wasn't at home.

She had told me about hearing things in that house before that, but that was the first time I had heard anything, but it wasn't the last.

She told me about one that happened just before she started college. She kept hearing someone walking up & down the hall in what sounded like cowboy boots. After hearing it for a while she got up ready to chew out her sister. There was no one in the house. She looked at the clock & called the place her sister was working at & she had been there for hours. Their Dad worked in the mill & was at work too.

One of the other weird experiences I had at that house was when her Dad was battling cancer. I stopped by to check in on them. He was in pretty bad shape. His car was there, but I thought he was supposed to have a treatment that day. I knocked on the door & didn't hear anyone. I waited a few minutes & knocked again. Then the television turned on. I called to her Dad & told him who I was & the television kept getting louder. I knocked again & still no response. I went around the house to knock on my friends window to wake her up. After a few minutes she came to the window & I told her to go to the living room to check on her dad. She went to the living room & then came to the door. One of her dad's friends had taken him to his treatment that day. I told her about hearing the television & it was getting louder. When she came through the house the television wasn't even on. There was no one in the house except for her & she was sleeping. Her dad & his friend came up about 20 minutes later.

Very interesting. It could very well be that is was her way of communicating to you that she was going. Providing that it's not something which has happened before and it's not due to health issues.

Originally Posted by HIM_ROCK

Very interesting. It could very well be that is was her way of communicating to you that she was going. Providing that it's not something which has happened before and it's not due to health issues.

Nah man, old age. She was 91. She fell over suddenly and that was pretty much the end for her.

okay... so the paranormal investigators are gonna be at my house in a few minutes. :] I'll let people know what happens after, but brief rundown:

Lots of voices that i'm not sure where they are coming from.
I saw a misty figure watching me.
It locked a door from both sides...
We hear footsteps and the sounds of doors opening and closing.
It has actually slammed a door closed when everyone in the house was downstairs, went upstairs and all the doors were closed, when we usually leave them all open.
It lets the cat into closed bedrooms.
And the cat freaked out one day when we were talking about the door being locked, as if someone was standing there listening. (completely abnormal behavior for him.)

I can't wait to hear what the investigators tell you.

Animals are supposed to be sensitive to things like that

That's really exciting, Shadami. I can't wait to hear what the results are!

A lot of the experiences I had at Bridgewater College were in the auditorium, Cole Hall, and Rebecca Hall which is one of the art buildings, except the top floor which is offices, at the college. I’ve already shared evidence from Cole Hall so I’ll tell a story about Rebecca Hall. Oh and by the way the building that is pictured for the video with the EVPs is a picture I took of Cole Hall.

I remember this one evening it was late and I was in my dorm room working on an art project that was due the next day. Like a dummy I had forgotten to get some of the stuff I needed for the project out of my locker located in the basement of Rebecca Hall. Art students have 24 hour access to this building so we are able to work on our projects. It was probably around 8 or 9 pm and already dark out when I went over to get my stuff. I was hoping that the door to the basement on the first floor would be open so I wouldn’t have to go around the other door. It can be very dangerous going in that door at night if you don’t have a flashlight with you since the light switch is all the way across the room. One time I almost fell down the steps and if I had I would have probably hit my head on at table before hitting the concrete floor.

Anyway, I wasn’t lucky enough and ended up having to go the other way to get in. I was careful and made my way in the dark over to the hallway which was dimly lit because of the emergency exit sign. While I got my stuff out of my locker I felt like I was being watched. Then all of a sudden it sounded like someone coming down the stairs from the first floor. I knew the door hadn’t opened because I didn’t hear it and the stairwell never lit up like the door had been opened. No one was there. I got this really uneasy feeling like if I didn’t hurry up and get out of there soon I was going to meet up with something that didn’t want me there. While I finished getting my stuff and locked my locker there was a loud bang from out in the sculpture classroom which was where I had came in through. No one had come in through the outside door because I would have heard it open and close if they had. I turned and watched through the windows of the workshop/saw room to see if someone had come in and they were just being really quiet. Again no one was there, but that feeling I had before came back. Since I had my stuff I quickly went up the stairs to the first floor. I also checked to see if maybe some people were up there horsing around, but there wasn’t anyone in the hall or in the art computer lab. The first floor didn’t feel as bad as the basement had, but I got out of there since I had what I needed. Plus I think it’s wiser to investigate with at least one other person with you. Now if my friend had been with me we probably would have left to drop off what I needed at my room, got our records and stuff then went back to investigate.

Sometime this week i'm getting the results!

Can't wait to hear what you find out Shadami.

Normally people messing about will give themselves away

Well i got to investigate with them, so i can say we hoepfully caught a bunch of voices and footsteps. a little girl giggling, a mans shadow, and a woman singing.

at one point my daughters toy got set off in another room.z

And that is the point where you declare it's possessed for going off on it's own

Weactually tried to get it to go off on its own again by stepping around it, moving around in the other room again, waited for the heater to turn on again and see if it did again. But nope, nothing.

If it's not evironmental they only thing other than something paranormal is a tech issue with the toy.

We messed with the battery and everything. We could not figure out a reason it should have gone off.

Stuff's throwing itself off the shelves in the chairity shop again. When it's just me and no customers in there.

*tosses glitter everywhere*

*Haunts paranormal place*

Flink has had a few things happen in her life. One was from when she was little, her mother stated for a couple weeks, each night Flink would wake up and get a glass of water. But that she claimed it was for the other little girl in the bedroom, not her. Flink finally told her mom the little girl was no longer thirsty and left.

Then, Flink's imaginary friend.. Her name was Cindy, she was a little girl and she never aged. She told Flink about her whole family and how she died in a car accident. And apparently a little girl named Cynthia was killed in a car accident a few years before Flink's pretend friend showed up. After Flink got older, Cindy thanked her for being her friend, stating that's all she ever wanted and told Flink goodbye.

Flink also makes ghost tour people excited. Electronics don't work well around her. So last time her camera wouldn't work, stating the battery was dead, brand new battery. Then, Flink gave the camera to her friend Pauline, and the battery was suddenly full again.

The tourguide insisted on taking tons of pictures of Flink, stating she must be popular with ghosts. She's never seen the pictures.

Ghosties like Flinky

i had a perfect ghostie flinkie pictufrre and i didn't save it
*sobs*

Just looking around to see if there are any new stories.

Most of mine are just second hand stories. I guess ghost don't find me interesting.