The Spirit Realm-My Experiences
With The Paranormal
I’m sure a lot of people don’t believe in the paranormal, which made me a little reluctant to tell others about my experiences. However, whether you believe or not, the truth is the truth, and I’m not going to hide it just to stave off the remarks of those who lack experience in this area of life.
My first experiences with the paranormal involved only me with no other witnesses, so I'll be writing only about those events occurring when other people were around.
Because my dad was an Air Force man, and we moved from state to state, and country to country, he never bought a house, and we rented every place we lived. The good thing about my dad is that he always rented the best his money could buy, and because he had a high rank his best was usually great. However, in some countries, the best houses wouldn’t be so considered if they were here in the States.
I’ve heard that both a house, and a person can be haunted, which means they either stay in a house, and show themselves to anyone who lives there, or they follow a person wherever they go. Tara, my sister, and I have experienced the latter.
***Sounds Of Ghosts
We heard the sound of the front door open, and the shuffle of feet as they climbed the steps
Witnesses To The Paranormal
When Tara, and I were about nine years old we were living in a very large home in the country here in the States. It had four bedrooms, a kitchen, dining room, den, living room, and a very large sun room. There was also a huge entrance room, or foray where there were five steps up to the door of the living room.
One night most of our family members were in the den watching TV, except my mom, who was in the next room, and my brother Ryan, who was out with his friends.
We heard the sound of the front door open, and the shuffle of feet as they climbed the steps in the foray. Tara remarked that Ryan was home early, and we waited for him to come through the door, but he never did. We three got up, and walked to the foray, but there was nobody around.
I looked to my dad searching for answers, but his own face was blank as we returned to our seats in the den. We sat there focusing on what just happened, saying nothing for about ten minutes. Suddenly the doorknob to the room our mom occupied started to quickly turn back, and forth, and we wondered why she couldn't open the door. I got up to help her, but when I entered the room, my mom was on her knees dusting her knick knacks that sat on her shelves..
She turned, and asked me if I had a hard time getting in, and told me to tell Ryan that she had put his dinner in the oven to keep it warm.
We had all heard someone enter the house, climb the steps, and turn the door knob, we even watched the door knob turn. We didn't all imagine that we saw, and heard the same thing, at the same time, including my mom who was in an adjacent room at the time that the events occurred
It was real, and it didn't stop there. When people tell me that “it was all my imagination, because those things don't exist” I realize why they are saying this, simply because it has never happened to them.
***The Rocking Chair
The chair rocked back, and forth, and no one was sitting in it. Then, it stopped, as though someone had just realized we were watching them (it)
Our Second Encounter
Later that night Tara was asleep, but I found it hard to stop thinking, and lay awake in the dark.
We had a rocking chair that creaked kind of loudly if someone was sitting in it, and as I lay there thinking, I heard someone rocking back, and forth in that chair.
Restless I got up to go talk to whoever was in there. I was surprised to find all the lights out, and felt for the switch along the wall. Finding it I turned on the lights, and Tara had suddenly joined me there in the hallway. Looking in at the chair in the den, we couldn’t believe what we were seeing, and weren’t seeing. The chair rocked back, and forth, and no one was sitting in it. Then, it stopped, as though someone had just realized we were watching them (it). Across the hall we saw our dad come out of his room, because he too had witnessed the chair rocking. Mom, and dad got our pillows, and blankets, and we all slept in their room that night. Ryan had no idea what had gone on, and heard us talking about it as he tried to go back to sleep..
There never was one for ghosts, and spirits but our dad had people come in, and check the plumbing, electric, etc, and found nothing that could have made us think someone had entered our home, and rocked in the rocking chair.
Now And The Future
After that night I’ve experienced the paranormal more than several times, and each one has been eerier than the last
Do You Believe There Are Ghosts?
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© 2015 Mara Alexander