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My name is Kimberly. I have had paranormal experiences since I was about 2 or 3 years of age. What I am saying here today is all true. I am not one to make things up. My experiences have had such an impact on my life that it is impossible for me to ignore the fact that they exist.. I have always felt presences, had dreams that came true, saw apparitions that have scared the heck out of me and saw other things that really freaked me out.
I cant tell you every experience I have ever had as it would be as thick as a book so I am going to tell of a few experiences I have had.
This experience happened to me 7 years ago. I had this dream that a tractor rolled on top of me, I felt like I was being suffocated, I could not breath, I cried in my dream, I screamed in my dream and it kept happening over and over until I woke up. When I woke up I was crying and hysterical. I told my husband about the dream.
That dream stayed with me for days. 1 week later my husband and I went to Canada to celebrate our 1 year anniversary, we were at the hotel for an hour when we got a phone call that my husband's best friend died, the tractor he was driving rolled on top of him and killed him. I was hysterical after it happened.
At the funeral I could not stay in the church area where everyone else was. I stayed in the lobby and cried till I could not cry anymore. All that kept going through my head was OMG I could have saved him if I had known it was him that it was going to happen to but I did not see his face in the dream.
I did not know it was going to happen to him as I was the one who experienced it in the dream.. Not too long after his death He came to me in a dream, I was standing at the top of a ladder and I fell and he caught me..I don't really know what it meant but I feel it to have meant he would be there to catch me when I fall. I have not had a dream of him since.
My uncle died 2 years ago. Not too long after his death I was cleaning my aunt's house, I was upstairs in their bedroom, dusting when I felt like someone was watching me. I could not get rid of the feeling. I kept turning around to see who was there.
After awhile I said out loud Ok I know someone is there, who is it? Thoughts came to me that said, You know who it is.....I went over to my uncles picture. I went downstairs into the kitchen and I heard a distinct coughing sound coming from the room in which he died in. It was my uncles cough. Later that day I told my aunt about it and she believed me.
I am an avid book reader. I would scout garage sales and such to buy books I could resell on the internet. A few summers ago I had gone to a friends mothers house to collect hundreds of paper back books. I stacked 3 piles on the desk next to my computer, 2 piles towards the end larger than the 1st pile. I was in the kitchen, my computer room was off the kitchen at that time in a porch area so the desk could not be seen from the kitchen.
I heard books fall to the floor. I picked them up and put them back on the desk. I went back into the kitchen and again 3 books fell to the floor. I read the titles of the books and placed them on the first pile towards the computer.
I went back into the kitchen and again heard books fall to the floor...again the same three books on the floor..the weird part was the books were to the right of the desk and to the right of the other 2 piles of the books that were undisturbed. The books had jumped over two piles of books that were to the right of the first pile.....
I checked all the books each time to make sure the piles could not slide off the desk. if they had slid off they would have slid off right to the front of the desk not jump over 2 piles of books and land next to a window. after the 3rd time I said Ok, I took the 3 books and read the titles, all 3 titles described my life.
I had been going through a bad time when this happened when I didn't know if I was going to stay with my husband. I feel it was telling me I am where I am supposed to be. since then my marriage is stronger and we got through the bad times...The 3 books were as described: one was about finding a husband and father for my son ( which I had already done with my currant husband), the 2nd was fiance by christmas. ( my husband proposed to me on x-mas eve)...the 3rd was titled, "This matter Of Marriage" which described what I was going through at that time with my husband.....pretty freaky huh???
The last and final story I am going to tell you is in 2002 my husband and I go to west virginia with my brother in law to his cabin. His cabin is 2 miles off of a main road, in the mountains of west virginia. His cabin sits on a hill , a ways down you can see the river.
When it gets dark there you cant see your hand in front of your face, it gets that dark, you need a flash light to see where you are going. My husband and I have been going to my brother in laws cabin for 8 years now and have never had any kind of paranormal experience till that year.
Before we had gone to WV that weekend, I had been depressed. I had been grieving the loss of 2 misscarriages I had many years before, some days were good and other days were bad. that weekend they were on my mind.
The first night there I was lying in bed, pitch black except for the soft glow of a lantern that sat on the table, I could make out the silouette of the window because of the lantern, other than that I could make out nothing in the room. My husband was asleep, my brother in law was asleep. it was really late when this happened, like 3 or 4 am.
I could not go to sleep so I just kept looking at the silouete of the window...All of a sudden I saw 2 balls of white light at the window. They were so bright that they lite up the whole window...I watched with big eyes and I was thinking no way am I seeing what I am seeing.
I was scared too..I tried to wake up my husband and I could not get him awake...I yelled to my brother in law, hey are you awake..he said yeah what? I said your not going to believe this but look at the window....he looked and said What the F is that?
I said I dont know. what the F is it? he said I dont know. We watched and spoke to each other of what we were seeing....the 2 balls of light were intertwining with each other in a circular motion, he swears it looked like little people in the balls of light. we wanted to get up and get a closer look but we were scared and we also didn't want to scare them off.
I do not know how much time had passed but they were there for awhile. when they left they left as fast as lightening. after they left the room got dark again except for the soft glow of the lantern on the table. we talked about what we had seen and we both were like..ok no-one is going to believe us....and we both kept saying did you really see that? and we both kept saying yes we did.
I mean I had never seen such a thing in all my life and neither did he. The next day we told my husband who of course did not believe us.....the next night my husband and I were on a blanket. he was lying down and I was sitting on him....I dont have to explain what we were dong!!!! LOL.....anyways I was getting kind freaked out cause it was so damn dark, there are bears and bob cats around so you always have to have a gun with you....I remember looking into the darkness and seeing a ball of blueish purpurplish light, near the left side of the cabin.
I said OMg another ball of light...look look I told my husband and he would not turn his head to look, he just said yeah right whatever theres nothing out there...he is a non believer and for him to look would change his views on a lot of things- my husband is stubborn as hell....I kept tring to get him to look and all I was doing was freaking out cause he would not turn his head to look and I could not keep my eyes off of what I was seeing.
the light was really high off the ground and when it seemed like it was coming closer and closer I jumped up, grabbed a blanket around me and I said Im getting the hell inside....when he got up of course it wasn't there so to this day he still doesn't believe me....I wish I could say we had done drugs but we dont do drugs....I know what I saw and it is hard to believe. I never believed in balls of light either....When I got home I researched balls of light and all I found was info on orbs. I still to this day dont know if they were orbs or what.
My brother in laws cabin has no electric or gas so it wasn't gas balls...we were the only 3 people at the cabin that weekend.......I will never know what they really were but I do know I will never forget it and either will my brother in law. we have never seen them since. All I could say about the 2 white balls of light is I had thought maybe it was my 2 babies who had died , because i was so upset that night maybe they came down to comfort me..?? .
I just thought since they were on my mind maybe just maybe it was them...I will never know.
Well those were just a few of my experiences. Believe it or not !!My experiences are my own and I would not change any of them.
Blessings to all....
  Submitted By : Andrea Dean Van Scoyoc"This story is a true account of one particular night of ghost hunting in Saint Augustine, Florida. Saint Augustine, Florida has always been a favorite spot of mine and my husband's to visit. We spent our honeymoon there and have been back twice since. I have a penchant for pirates and old Spanish style homes and villas so it is no secret really as to why Saint Augustine would hold such a dear place in my heart.
One day, back in March 2004, if memory serves, my husband and I met some friends in Saint Augustine for one of their ghost tours they host. We spent the day on King George Street (the main thoroughfare to all the shops) and had a wonderful time.
That night found us in a tiny roadside bar waiting for the tour to begin. There were quite a few of us in the tour, our little group included and quite a few other tourists, which made for a nice sized group. I explained right off the bat to the woman who was hosting the tour that I am an empath and therefore, if she tried to lie about anything on the tour, I would come right out and debunk it, whether it embarrassed her or not. My friends knew this to be true as well and knew that I would do just that if she fudged the tour at all. Fair enough she stated in so many words, so we took off on the tour.
The first place we came to was a cigar bar...I can't remember the name of the bar as I don't smoke, but it was prime haunting real estate from what she said. When I walked in, I felt nothing, but nearly choked on all the smoke. Upstairs we went to the second floor where most of the activity was said to be. I walked around and took everything in.
I went toward the ladies room, in the very back of the second story and it was there that I froze. In the back corner, opposite the ladies room, there was "something." I'm not certain what that something was, but it terrified me. I stood and then backed slowly up, exclaiming that there was something in the back corner, something evil, something ominous and something terrible.
The tour guide was astonished at my accuracy and stated that that area had been where most of the "activity" had been traced to. I was terrified, literally terrified of that area, but I felt as if I needed to stop others from going back there, so I stood, blocking the way to that area, trembling the entire time.
Everyone kept walking up to me and asking me what was back there. I simply said that it was something evil, something terrible. A few people walked toward the area where I stood and shook their heads, saying that something scared them. A few others felt nothing. Not surprising as not everyone is psychically sensitive. I was sensitive enough for everyone there, as I felt it the entire time.
Soon, a man came from the first floor and went to the men's room. He came out and then we got to talking...I'm not certain how the conversation started, but he said that he had decided to go into the small "room" which was under the eaves one night to play a trick on his girlfriend, who was in the ladies room. He said that he hid in the small, dark, room and waited. Then he said that he felt something brush him and a whisper.
He said that he tore out of that room and swore that he would never go in there again. I opened the door to the "room" and it was some sort of storage area, but that was where the heart of the evil was at, right there in that storage area. He corraborated my feelings and swore that he hated the second story. I did too, but continued to stay at my "post" as I felt that I needed to.
I will never forget that experience as long as I live and hope that if anyone goes to the cigar bar in Saint Augustine, Florida, that they will avoid that two story area, or at least take someone with them if they go. If not, they might find themselves surrounded by those of long ago, those who don't wish to leave and those who will not wish for them to leave..."
Submitted By : Karen Pressley MooreMy brother, William Eric Pressley, died the day before my 50th birthday. It was early in the morning of July 30, 2001. He'd been having pains that went down his arms, but he was not convinced it was his ticker. So, he didn't rush to the hospital like he should have.
He was not your ordinary, traditional man, so we did not have a traditional, ordinary funeral ceremony; we had a rowdy party at home for him. We invited his friends, past and present and we all told our best stories about him. I hung his clothes around the living room and dining room. His guitar was placed against a door frame in the dining room. I was standing beside it, discussing details of the party with my daughter, when the E string popped. T-w-a-n-g! Eric was there, approving of the party.
I was devastated when Eric died. I love him so much. He is 6 years my junior, and we had great times together. One day I was so desparate to talk to him, I got his cell phone and "called" him. I was extremely emotional, crying so hard that I could barely talk. He let me know he was listening to me that day with the physical manifestation of a feeling of a string being tied around my 4th toe on my left foot. It was intense, just as he was. The feeling stayed with me for at least half an hour.
Most recently, I had an Out of Body Experience. The way it begins for me is a sensation of vibrating from the inside out. I then feel as though I'm being lifted through the air. This night I was "deposited" into the corner of a bathroom that I did not recognize. I stood up, and as I was walking away from the corner into the room, I looked into the mirror above the bathroom sink. There he was!!! I looked toward the corner of the room, where he would have been sitting had he been there physically. He wasn't there.
I looked back into the mirror and he was grinning at me with such satisfaction and joy. I wanted to jump in that mirror with him, but that didn't happen. I began laughing and telling him how much I loved him and missed him. He told me he loved me and missed me too. When I "came to", I had such a feeling of pleasure and warmth that could only be attained by a love-sharing experience.
I hope to have many, many more conversations with my brother as I still love and miss him desperately.
Submitted By : Brian WojtalewiczIt was September 25th 2001, A simple camping and
hiking trip turned from fun to Hell. My friend and I set out to explore a remote woods in Central Wisconsin, It was just a time to enjoy nature and get some exercise. We arrived in the woods around 9am. We set up camp and decided to go for a hike and explore what no one else has seen. My friend suggested that we
hike down a Deer trail as it would be the most remote. As we hiked for awhile, we came to a thick wooded area. I had a container full of bright gold thumb tacks. I used them to mark our trail and find our way back. We walked for about an hour as the woods got thicker and thicker. Pretty soon, it was almost impassable. So, we turned back. We could not find just
one of my tacks, they were all gone. After 2 hours of fumbling threw the woods, we made it out. 100yrds away, I seen the fallen tree where we entered. I told my friend that I wanted to collect a few of my tacks.
When we got back to the entry point, I could only find one of my tacks, the rest were gone! It took us another hour to get back to camp. We decided it would
be best to stay on main trails till we became familiar with the area. After making a quick lunch, we set out an another hike in the opposite direction. As we walked down the trail, we began to hear voices from in
the woods. At first, it was children playing, then women laughing and finally, men arguing. We kept asking each other to say what they heard to verify to
ourselves what we where hearing. We heard the exact same thing every time. we decided to go back. It was getting way too creepy to go further! As we were walking back, we saw a figure of a man walk onto the
trail about 500yrds up. Threw binoculars, we could not make out any facial features. As we got closer, he turned and walked directly into the woods. I told my
friend that we should walk up to where he was and see what he was doing. When we got to that area, we saw that where he walked in was a 10 to 12 foot high sand wash out. Yet, there were no foot prints in the sand!
That's when it turned to "lets just get the hell outta here!". When we got back to camp, we made something to eat and talked about the voices we heard. Then It started to get dark, that's when all hell broke loose!
It started as 3 hard bangs from about 3-4 hundred yrds away. As it got darker, it got closer and louder. Then it started to circle our campsite and began throwing rocks or log chunks threw the trees! They had to be big because, they were very loud. Now, I'm 6 feet
tall, 250lbs and have a Black Belt in Tae Kwon Do. I also had my Glock .40 caliber with me. I don't scare easily if at all! But, all I could think about is," I'm gonna die!". I have never been so afraid in my
life! As it got closer, we decided to pack up and leave. I stood in the middle of the campsite with my gun and the flashlight watching the tree line as my friend packed up our stuff. We then got in the truck and tryed to find our way out. We were lost in a bad way! We drove for what seemed like forever. Then out
of the dark,we saw a glow down the trail, as we got closer, we saw it was a man. He was on a bicycle! A road race bike! At 10pm, in the middle of nowhere, in
full race gear,with the temperature at around 40degrees, and no lights! It did not fit the scene! He was standing behind his bike,waving both arms in the air. I put my gun against the door and cracked my
window. I asked him what he needed. He said," Can you please help me get out of here? I'm lost and there is alot of things happening in the woods!". I told him to throw his bike in the back of the truck and jump in
with it. He then banged on the rear window and said,"Go straight! Go straight!" I floored it and in no time, we came to a major Highway! The man then jumped out with his bike.He then opened my friends
door and grabbed his map. He said," Ok, you two need to get to Neilsville, take a left here and go up to hwy10, then take a right, it will take you right into town. Have a good night and God bless you." He then rode his bike with no lights into the dark and
disappeared. About 5 minutes later, I asked my friend," Did we mention at all, that we needed to go threw Neilsville?". Then we both just realized that neither of us said anything at all! All I know is
that, that man got us out of that woods. If he was a man or a guardian angel, I will never know. Looking back on all of the things that happened that day, I have to ask my friend who was with me, "Did that really happen?". I'll never forget that day but, I will never understand it either. To this day, I wonder
what was in that woods. Submitted by : Ashly JaquesI have so many stories, I guess I will tell you the one that scared me the most. 4 years ago I was really into black magic, which is why I believe I saw a lot of things. The scariest one was at my apartment. I had the shower doors that you can kind of see thru, and I saw someone walk into the bathroom and walk out, I thought maybe it was my sister’s boyfriend but he just went to sleep. Plus, I know I locked my bedroom door, and kept the bathroom door open so it didn't get too foggy, in the bathroom. It gave me a strange feeling, but I didn't want to totally freak out. When I got out of the shower and dried off, I noticed that the bathroom door was shut and locked. That's when I started getting worried. I thought maybe someone was messing with me, then I realized no one could get in the room. I KNOW I locked the door, I was so afraid to open the bathroom door, but when I did, there was nothing in my room... and my door was still shut and locked, like I left it. So I go to the mirror in the bathroom, to brush my teeth and hair, and when I looked up, I seen a shadow behind me in my room. I don't know why I didn't start screaming, when I turned around, I looked strait into it's eyes; they were bright red and they made me feel the most fear I have ever felt in my life, no matter what I told myself, I could not move my feet. Finally I got enough balls to run for the door and it tried to grab me from behind, but it got my towel instead. I sat down in the hallway and was pretty much hysterical, I called my mom and told her what happened, and as I was on the phone I heard a bunch of crashing going on in my room, I wasn't going back in there to see what was going on. My mom finally calmed me down and then I realized I was bleeding all over the ground, and when I looked at my back I had some really deep scratch marks on my back. I still have the scars to this day. When my mom came over and looked in my room, it was trashed and everything was pilled on one side of the room. I moved a couple weeks after that.. But it didn't stop anything. I still have a lot of activity in my house but its not evil so I'm happy =)
Submitted by Valezka LishWhen I was about 10 years old, my family had a small get together with a couple of friends and relatives. Everyone was gathered in the kitchen or the living room, talking amongst each other and their children were all playing in the backyard, when I went to my mother's room, for something that I can't recall.
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