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originally posted by: beetee
Ok, I am going to contribute to this great thread.
This happened when I was about 19 i think, in the house where I grew up. I was sitting on the couch in the living room, reading a book, and waiting for my parents to return home from church one sunday afternoon. It was a sunny day, as I recall, and I was alone in the house.
Suddenly I heard my parents outside the house, talking, and walking up the stairs to our front door. Then they opened the door, and then inexplicably, the house went totally silent.
I remember being puzzled, but not especially alarmed by this, which I guess is also a bit strange. So, I got up and went out into the hall to see if there was anyone there, but there was no one. This, of course, was very strange. I even looked outside, but there was nobody there at all. The house is in a pretty rural area, so the nearest house is some distance away. The road was also quite empty.
When I got back to the living room I looked out, and now I could see my parents coming down the road towards our house. When they were finally outside and coming inside, they proceeded to make the exact same sequence of sounds that I had heard earlier, only this time, the sounds didn't stop when they got in, like they had the first time.
I will never forget it, and I have no logical explanation of how I could hear the sounds that my parents would make later, a full couple of minutes before they actually would be able to produce them.
I told them the whole story when they got in, and we shared some puzzled looks.
The experience was very strange, but not in the least scary for some reason. I guess the sounds were so familiar, in a way, that they did not scare me.
originally posted by: slippeddisc
a reply to: SBMcG
that was fantastic! did your friends dad say what he thought it could have been? have you got any ideas yourself?
originally posted by: EasternShadow
a reply to: LadyGreenEyes
I have many spooky stories. However, I am less motivated to share them, due to language barrier. English is not my first language. I have four other languages warp around my mind with tons of vocabulary demanding to be translated with appropriate grammar.
My stories sometime come from dreams or OOBEs or meditation or other personal encounters. From where I live, people around me are very superstitious. They believe in many unexplained things such as ghosts and demon possessions. When I was a teenager, I used to do crazy things out of curiosity. One of them was performing some silly rituals on abandoned grave yards, in order to summon spirits or demons. I didn't have much luck. Probably I was too sceptical, but the college where I boarded had many interesting experiences. Random girls went hysterical for no logical explanation. Some made extraordinary claims such as, they saw some ugly entities or being possessed by demons. My teachers, my friends and me had to bring them to nearby hospital at late nights. There were many spooky stories being told, but they only causes a lot of stresses to me, mainly because I had to wake up late nights hearing screams and helping others with affected girls. I thought it was teenage girly things, but when I entered local university, young adult girls face similar problem. I don't know whether they're on drug, stressed or being real. But I wouldn't dismiss the possibilities of unexplained phenomenon.
Have you dream about the past?
Well.. I have few stories but one that baffled me most was Jesus's crucifixion. It was around 3 PM, when the crowd dispersed. There were few others still lingering around. I could see Mary and other women at distant. The Roman centurions didn't seem to notice me, I thought I was probably an invisible ghost to them.
As Jesus lifted his head, he looked directly at me and I was gasped, partial frightened and shocked. Jesus then cried out, “Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani?” ( “My God, My God, why have You forsaken Me?” ). Out of sudden, everything became dark and I felt like falling deep into a void. It was a great shocked that I immediately wake up, sweating all over my face.
It was like twenty years ago. I never forget it.
It was the beginning of my long hard journey. But this is not the right place and time to tell about it.