posted on Feb, 19 2006 @ 02:11 AM
I've lurked around ATS for a while and found everything interesting, but never joined because my experieneces were never that major, really, but
tonight something definite happened and I can't really pass it off. Okay, I have to warn you, this is a LONG post. The last paragraph is my latest
experience, the one that made me post.
To start, I'll say that I've always felt things and been very sensitive. A very strange experience happened when I joined a softball team when I was
younger. The first day of practice when the whole team met, I was drawn to another girl. We looked at each other and it felt like we knew each and
were best friends. It was a strange connection between us, and we both felt it. The moment we met we got a strange look and it was sort of like, "I
know you" but we had never seen each other before. It was so strong.
I would say it really started in third grade. My mother and I had moved in with my uncle and cousins after my aunt's death, to give my cousin's a
woman's presence (my mother). Nothing strange happened until one day my cousin and I were running around and playing. Suddenly the door to my
uncle's room began opening and closing, opening and closing. Naturally, we freaked out and hid. Now, I'm willing to pass off as the wind opening and
closing the door... but the wind from a window opening a fully closed door? I'm still not sure on that, but I'm willing to believe wind.
My mother and I moved back to my hometown into a little apartment (duplex). It was fine for a while then I started to hear very subtle whispers at
night. My mother assured me these were because the next door neighbors used ham radio and it interfered with the answering machine at night (it did
interfere with the television occassionally.) But I never told my mother that I felt like there was girl in the hallway at night. This is where I
first noticed I was sensitive. I could never see anything but I could sense that someone was there and I could tell their sex. I never thought much
of it, but then one night I went into my mother's room to get something. She was in the kitchen and I looked toward the doorway and saw something
walk past. Not a whole something though, just like an arm in a coat, but it had a walking motion. It wasn't fully developed. It walked by quickly and
I was freaked out. At this house I had two friends over during the day and we closed the front door then went to the living room. A little while later
there was a slam, like the front door was slammed shut - but we had closed it. Now it could have been the people downstairs, but we were all sure the
noise came from the front door. We hightailed it out of there.
It was around this time that I found a stupid little ability - I could sort of guess what was going to happen. My mother and I had looked at a house
about a year earlier and I KNEW, just KNEW that we would end up in the house, even though a year had passed and we had no word on it. I KNEW that we
would move in there. Well, we did. But also I have the funny little ability to know who is going to win in a game show and if someone is going to get
a question wrong or right. I do it involuntarily - I cringe before someone answers. That's not a big deal, I just find that amusing. It's small.
Sometimes though when I dream I'll get an image of something, a little clip - for example once I dreamed for about ten seconds of a little red car
driving on a road. The next day my mother, her friend, and her friend's daughter went to an arcade. My mother's friend's daughter and I played a
game - a racing game where that same red car drove down the little road.
Anyway, so we moved into the new house and I guess that's sort of where things began moving faster. I started hearing more whispering at night. I
couldn't make out words, but it always sounded as if there were people downstairs talking and I could only hear the muffled sounds, as would happen
if it were actually happening. But there was never anyone downstairs. I knew again that it was a man and a woman talking. It was around this time that
I started to feel that a man watched me as I slept. Sometimes I could feel him near the bed and other times more toward the door, but I felt him very
strongly. The only thing was, I can normally give myself a loose idea of what the person may look like in my mind, but not with this man. I only get a
black sort of image in my mind. Now, this man has never scared me. I mean, it's scared me, but it's never been where I felt as if he would harm me.
I feel as if he looked over me. Now I begin to wonder if it's my grandfather and I'm not getting a picture of him because he died before I was born.
I'm not sure on that though. I just know he's there.
Later on, I remember this night very clearly - it was after homecoming and I was having people over. My friend Allie had come with me and we were
eating and we needed more lights so I went to turn on the one in the foyer. The stairs are in the foyer and as I turned on the light I just felt as if
I MUST look at the stairs. I stood transfixed, like someone was talking to me. I knew it was the woman and the non-conversation that I could not even
hear had that sort of parental "You better not be too loud or leave the television on" sort of feel to it - event hough there was no conversation at
all. I just stood there like an idiot. After it happened I told my friend and she said she saw something white flash near the stairs, but I don't
know. I didn't witness what she did so I can't be sure. A few months later (on Halloween day), I was walking past the bathroom and felt this energy
rush at me. It felt as if someone jumped out at me and screamed "BOO!" It had the same feeling. I screamed and ran down the stairs. Whenever I
passed the bathroom I felt like there was a little boy in there, standing near the mirror. Those were the biggest experiences. There were also smaller
ones where I was looking for something and in its place was dusty tape dispenser. That was just odd.
I feel very strongly connected to that house, like it's where I should be living. I've moved a lot (lived in 6 houses) but that's the only one that
I have a strange draw to. I can't explain it. I just know I need to live there, I need to live in that house.
Needless to say, I moved from that house (so the feelings of needing to be there are strong). This August, in fact. Some family things happened so my
mother and I, along with my aunt and grandmother moved into a house across town. (I still feel so connected to the last house.) Nothing extraordinary
happened at this house and I felt like things have stopped. Well, about a month or so after we moved in, my mother put up pictures downstairs. She
hammered them in and everything. That's just to set the story up. About a week later, another aunt of mine was over visiting and my mother went to
the store. From the downstairs came the same noise that had come when my mother was hanging pictures, a hammering pounding. My visiting aunt came into
my room and asked if I was hanging pictures. I said no and that I thought she was because of the noise. I haven't heard the noise again and can't
explain it (there's no furnace or anything noisy downstairs, it's our living room area - we live in a ranch house now.) It was around this time that
I felt the man was back. At night he is always standing by the door, I feel him but don't see him. Sometimes I'll see reflections in the TV when
it's turned off and it's always quick and sort of shapeless or an animal shape (I've often felt a cat presence in the old apartment - once I saw a
picture of a cat my mother owned that ran off before I was born and I sort of feel like that it's that cat.) I've also seen little... bugs I guess
you could say, but they're just small little black dots that pop up on my wall for a flash (my walls are orange so it's noticeable.)
That was months ago. The latest thing happened tonight. This was the weirdest thing yet. After a night out with friends (no drinking or drugs or
anything, just a night out to eat and talk - it was around 1am) I came home and needed to take out my contacts. I went to the bathroom and took out
the case and such then looked around - no solution. I sighed, "Come on." then I figured I must have left it in my room with my shower things, so I
went in to check. It wasn't with my shower things so I thought it might've been in the bathroom medicine cabinet so I went back in.... and the
solution was sitting on the counter right next to the sink where I had just looked. I stared at it for a moment, not believing it. I took out my
contacts and left the room. I sort of felt something follow me out of the bathroom and to my door - but it didn't follow me in, it seems like only
the man is ever in my room). It was just too weird. I can usely find some explanation, but this time I couldn't. I knew that the solution wasn't
there. I could not explain this one at all.
Any thoughts on any of this? Or what I can do? I'm stuck, I don't know what I can do about any of this or... I don't know. It freaks me out to be