Issue date: Saturday, November 25, 2006 ------------------------------------------------------------ P A R A N O R M A L I N S I D E R ------------------------------------------------------------ Hi, Everyone! Thanks, as always, for the great feedback and all your amazing paranormal stories. I'm delighted to dip into our mailbag again and share some of your experiences. Enjoy! Zsuzsana ****************************************************** Sighting in Texas When I was sixteen and living in Houston Texas, one night I was outside looking through my telescope at the moon. Then from the south I heard a whooshing noise and an object appeared in the sky. It stopped across the street and about a hundred feet in the air. It hovered there completely without noise for several minutes. I looked at the craft through my telescope and saw a pyramid shaped object which had two windows, had a blue light at the apex of the pyramid and a row of blue and green lights running along the bottom of the craft. Then it began to move away, flash- ing a white and gold light. When it had reached the next block, it went straight up into the sky like a shooting star and was gone. Later that night I was awakened by an intensely bright gold and white light filling my bedroom. It was so bright it blinded me. I heard my father yelling in his bedroom. I left the house with the idea of going to the neighbors' to use their phone to call the police since we didn't have a phone. But, when I got outside and around the house by my father's bedroom, I saw a dark blue light coming from the window there. So I knelt down and looked under the Venetian blinds. I saw two aliens (they looked something like the ones in Roswell). I ran away, scared out of my mind down to the woods at the end of the street and hid. Later my father confirmed that there was something in his room that night, but he wouldn't admit that they were aliens. He thought they were angels. Being a minister, he would think that. Gary ************************************************** Mystery Visitors Hello Zsuzsana! This occurred only last night! I was home alone, with my family spending the night with friends, and even the cat was outdoors. I had just gone to bed, and I felt a strong bump behind me, like someone had sat on the edge of the bed! It startled me, and I turned over to find out that nothing or no-one was there! It wasn't a scary experience, but I felt like someone was definitely trying to get my attention! I had the feeling that it was a male presence, but not one I recognized. I have read of similar experiences others have had here, usually with family or close friends! I suppose the significance of this may become known at some time, but I think that if you are receptive to spiritual contact, such things are entirely possible! Tom W. ------------------------------------------------------------ Almost Possessed Hi! I've been an avid reader for a long time, and thought I might share my experiences. It first began about 11 years ago; I was 16 and had gone to this remote area in my country, the weather was stormy; winds were high, the feeling that I was not alone extremely intense... I blamed it on the weather. A few months later, I could detect spirits in a room... differentiating between the bad and the good... I still took it lightly... it was fun. The first experience that made a difference in my life was when I had to go to the bedroom next to mine to get a mattress. I opened the door and saw little beams/sparks of light that on my coming, combined into one big spiral and rushed towards me, dis- appearing right in front of my face. It was scary to say the least, and not my imagination. A few months later, my grandmother passed away. I was in my bedroom trying to get some sleep. I was still wide awake and heard the stairs creek as someone came down, came into the room, and sat on the bed (I felt the mattress settle) and start crying. When I turned around, there was no one there. Once I came to Canada, I thought I had left all this behind, but it only got worse. I would heard someone drop stacks of newspaper (I don't know how I know this) on the floor... something come up to my bedroom door in the middle of the night... something follow me and sit next to me while I was alone. It got so bad that I could tell when HE was with me... I just KNEW that it was a male, a dominating one, and he refused to let anyone own me except for him- self. Over the years, he began to possess me. I would be alright one minute, and the other minute someone else. I would look at myself in the mirror and it would be like it was someone else. I was looking at me through someone else's eyes, not my own. I was terrified of being alone, of walking along the street in fear that he would push me into the oncoming traffic and yes it affected all my relationships. One night I woke up knowing that someone had come to see me. I thought it was one of my cousins and went and asked her. It wasn't her, but I KNOW someone had come. I tried going back to my room, but I couldn't; it was as if someone/something was stopping me. I couldn't step over the threshold, so I went back to the living room til the feeling went away. I didn't switch the light on, and sat in the dark, after a while the room lit up with a white light. It was like being in the dark, because I could not see anything; it was bright yet I was blinded. I blinked, rubbed my eyes thinking it was my own creation, but it went away only when it was ready. For years, I would not listen to people telling their own experiences, because it got so strong that I knew that if I began to admit to being aware of it, it would come to me. My knowing about it was enough to attract it towards me. When I realized that there was no one who could help me out, I took things into my own hands, I began to fight it, I blocked my mind to anything and everything, I stopped listening, I stopped asking. I fought it when it came to me, tried to possess me. And after a few months it was gone. That was a year, maybe two ago. There is a permanent block now. I don't even try to remove it. a reader ***************************************************** Angel Visits Hi there, Zsuzsana. My name's Matt and I'm from Australia. I have an 18 month old boy and countless times he has look- ed up in the air and focused on 'something' that was not visible to the adult eye. Always at those times I have had the strong feeling of having either my grandmother and/or grandfather (who Oscar never met) in the room with me. Oscar is always smiling when he does this and many times he points at what I know to be Nana or Grandy. I figure that children have the capacity to see angels as, unlike adults, they have never been told not to see them. These types of experiences have happened to me every few weeks since Nana and Grandy passed away (8 years and almost 3 years respectively). My Mum said to me the other day that she wished that Nana and Grandy could have met Oscar and seen what a beautiful boy he is. I told Mum not to worry - they have met him and they visit him often. She knew I was right... cheers, Matt (Note from Zsuzsana; Hi, Matt. Thanks for sharing. Have you ever thought of taking a few photographs when you and your little son are getting these apparent visits from the other side? It might be an interesting experiment:>)) ------------------------------------------------------------ Haunting in Shelton When I first moved into the first floor apartment of a circa 1920 2-family home, the landlord's 9 year-old granddaughter told me it was haunted. Yes, I laughed it off. In the 5 years that I've been there, though, I've come to believe she was right... My adjustable shower head would somehow be turned in between settings so that no water came out, but instead a small stream shot out sideways from the pressure and got me right in the face once in a while. Then there was the Mother's Day when my alarm clock went off by itself, as if to wish me a happy Mother's Day. Most recently, when the weather finally warmed up good this past May, I came home to find my summer robe lying on the floor in my bedroom in front of the closet door, and actually up against it! Now these closets recess behind the walls to the sides - this robe had been in the back, behind solid wall. I've been lucky enough to also get some strange images in pictures; I can very clearly make out a face in the mist in one of them! Never a feeling of negativity, so as long as my ghost is keeping to practical jokes, he or she is welcome to stay! Kind Regards, Deena C. Backert ****************************************************** The Vagrant's Visits When I was 18- 19, I was living with my boyfriend and his parents. My bedroom (we all had our own) faced the front of the house and the circular driveway. There had been many a time that I had been alone in the house and heard my name being called. This happened mostly when I was alone in my bedroom reading. I always brushed it off and accused my boyfriend or his brother of teasing me even though they swore it wasn't them. One night we came home late after a dance and I had left my ceiling light on. We drove into the driveway (a couple of friends who were spending the night and us) and automatically looked into my room. There in the window was the PERFECT silhouette of a man with a hat - a large hat. We stopped the car and the two guys headed into the house (teenagers acting tough to protect the females) to take care of this guy. They got in there and then we could only see the two guys. There was nobody else there. After that, I refused to sleep in that room without the light on at all times and the door open (I dressed in the bathroom). Then one night I woke up in the middle of the night, turned on my side and looked down at the floor. There was a perfect shadow of a man by my bed - but it would have been impossible for it to actually be a person because they could NOT have cast a shadow in such a way considering where my light was. I knew all of this in an instant, so I closed my eyes; I couldn't move. I tried to scream and couldn't. I opened my eyes and the shadow was still there. I now know what terror feels like. I finally was able to open my eyes and look up in the doorway of my bedroom. There, in the doorway was a man. I can picture him to this day 24 years later. He was tall, dressed like a vagrant of maybe the 40's or even 50's. He was standing there looking at me. He had a beard and light colored hair. I just closed my eyes and prayed he would go away. Next time I opened them he was gone. I refused to sleep in that room anymore and soon I moved out. There is NOTHING that could ever convince me I didn't see a ghost. a reader ------------------------------------------------------------ Ghost With a Top Hat Hello again, Zsuzsana! I would like to start by thanking you kindly for posting my experience with apports! Now, on to business; I'm writing in response to Joe's story a few issues ago about a man in a top hat leaning down over him. I have felt my body continually spinning while I dream before; its an awesome feeling. On this particular night, my mother claimed to have seen a shadowy man in a top hat standing at the foot of her bed, staring at her and my father. She said he tipped his hat and left the room, going across the hall into mine. Being a mother, she of course freaked out about some strange thing approaching her children. I was awakened by my mother throwing open my door just as my stereo turned on to some classical station. My radio has never worked until or after that moment. Nor was it plugged in at the time. That night I dreamed about dancing with a shadow of a man in a top hat. He wasn't scary at all, and I woke up feeling like I was spinning. It was cool, though my mother has never been comfortable with her door closed at night since. Sorry for taking so long to respond... thank you again for reading! a reader ******************************************************* Comments about Shadow People and Past Lives I read both stories posted recently about someone seeing a dark figure and had a thought. It sounds to me like what they are seeing might be a shade. I don't know much about them myself, but they look just like a walking shadow of a person. I've never seen any myself but my boyfriend has told me he sometimes sees them walking around in the yard at night. They typically wander but will sometimes attach themselves to one person. There are good ones and evil ones so to speak, but they lean more towards neutral. Good ones will befriend someone and be fiercely loyal but if you anger or betray them you'll wish you had never been born. I'm told evil ones generally won't bother you unless you do something to it. Either way they're very dangerous to mess with. Though why one would choke someone I don't know. Not much is really understood about them. As for the person who has had a dream she thinks was a past life, I've had something similar. I have a memory of being a Union soldier in the American Civil War. I was a nurse and I was waiting in this little patch of trees for my best friend. The rebels weren't supposed to come to us until that night so we decided to go off away from the rest of the camp. Then it was early afternoon when we heard a cannon shot. My friend Sam ran back to the camp. I wanted to go with him but he insisted I stay in the trees because I would be safe. I stayed as he asked while the battle raged. The enemy came closer and closer to the trees I was hiding in and I was terrified. Two Confederate soldiers then came into the trees and spotted me. I did my best to lie still and play dead, but it was hard considering my heart was pounding. They soon decided I was dead, much to my relief, and left. Later in the afternoon the enemy was pushed back again. Then suddenly I just knew that Sam was hurt. I was a nurse and I just had to get to him. I ran out onto the battlefield and ran as fast as I could toward the Union line. I was shot in the shoulder and panicked. While running back toward the trees I was shot in the hip and fell. I did the only thing I could think of and started to crawl toward the Union line confident that someone would see me and I would be saved. The third shot hit me in the back, but hit at an angle so it wasn't instantly fatal. Basically I laid there and bled to death. If any of you are into history I'm sure this sounds familiar. When my cousin was going on a Boy Scout trip to Gettysburg they were selling the extra bus tickets so I went. When I stepped onto the battlefield of Pickett's Charge my blood ran cold. I found myself feeling ill and shivering even though it was 88 degrees that day. Then, as the tour guide was giving his lecture, I felt a light shove on my back and I just said out loud, "I missed you too, Sam." I didn't do any snooping around there but I wish I had. I've been trying to find out more about who I may have been but it's proving to be difficult when all I have is 2 first names. People don't realize how much events of a past life can effect the present. To this day when I go to a fireworks show, I have to have something solid behind my back and I find myself flinching at every boom. a reader ------------------------------------------------------------ ARCHIVES: PARANORMAL INSIDER Archives ------------------------------------------------------------ End of PARANORMAL INSIDER - Another Gopher Central Publication http://www.gophercentral.com Copyright 2006 by NextEra Media. All rights reserved.