Ghosts?

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[rgraham666]

Nope. Nothing supernatural has ever happened to me.

Except for maybe that past life dream. Not sure about that though.

 

[reignophelia]

Hmmm...

Maybe Eej was astral projecting. I do that and remember it on occasion.

 

[TE999]

Having seen a ghost on more than one occasion, I can believe what you experienced.

Ski was just visiting from the other side, letting you know he was ok.

"There are stranger things in heaven and earth Horatio, than dreamt of in your philosophy" (or somethin' like that ).

 

[BlackShanglan]

Sometimes when I'm laying in bed at night waiting for sleep, thinking about something completely different, I get a sudden very strong sense of the presence of our eldest dog, whom we lost this January to bone cancer. It's like she's come bounding in, and she always looks (in my mind) like she's just run up from playing ball or running through the woods, with a huge grin on her face. The image can be quite strong; I often get the impression of touching her, and can smell the scent of her fur. I don't know if she's really visiting me or not, but it's good to see her again and feel her kisses on my face. We play ball, sometimes.

I have it on excellent authority that she's gone to heaven. Our vet tells us so, bless him.

 

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[SeaCat]

I believe in them and have dealt with a couple. I have one whom I consider a friend yet hope that she finds it in her to forgive herself so she can move on.

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[cloudy]

I've seen my first horse out in the pasture with our others several times, and very clearly.

She was a blood bay, and so stands out rather obviously among the three paints, and the dapple grey. When I walk out for a closer look, she's gone. She used to nudge me in my right shoulder all the time when I had her on a lead rope, sort of a game that developed between us, and I swear I've felt her breath on my shoulder and neck a couple of times when I've been out at the barn.

I think they come back and check on us. If people we're close to do that from time to time, why not the animals we loved, and that loved us?

 

[ghost_girl]

No, not ghost stories. Actual ghosts.

Strange thing happened a couple of nights ago.

We share our home with several cats, as many of you know. The two oldest spend their evenings on our bed - one atop the headboard (white cat named Eej) and one usually on my pillow (black and white cat named Jonesey - he thinks he and I are married.) Anyway -

Every once in awhile Jonesey becomes too affectionate and licks my hair and cheek and annoys me so much I have to pull the covers over my head until he stops. Truly disrupts my sleep cycle.

Several nights ago a kitty was licking my hair and my nose and driving me nuts. Stinky cat breath. I was groaning and getting ready to hide when my husband reached over and picked up the cat and put him on the floor. It was a white cat.

I remember thinking at the time, that's odd. White cat?

I looked up at the headboard and Eej the white cat was still asleep up there. I looked down and Jonesey was asleep next to me. No stinky cat breath. We have no other white cats.

We did have another white cat (Ski) but he died several months ago.

I was half asleep when my husband commented about how surprised he was that he had to put Eej on the floor. I told him that Eej was still asleep on the bed.

Hubby was so shocked he sat right up in bed. He said he KNEW he put a white cat on the floor. I know he did, too. I saw him do it.

It took us awhile to get back to sleep after that. Freaked us both out.

Anyone else have a similar ghostly experience?

OMG, yes. Last week. I was watering my garden. I have 2 cats, a Himalayan/ siamese mix names Sophie and a maine coon named Nick

well, I got up early, went outside, picked up the hose and "Sophie" ( or so I thought, rubbed against my leg. I petted her. Then watered my coleus.

Came back in about 15 minutes later, went in my room, and Sophie was asleep on my bed. The only other cats I know of in the neighborhood are a solid black one and a calico stray.

I checked paws to see if they were wet (and they weren't) all the while knowing there was no way she could have gotten back in, if that had been her. I have not seen the other "sophie" since.

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even weirder, terminally ill people seem to come into my life a matter of days before they die.

My mom had emphysema for years and when it got really close, she asked me to promise her to be there when it was her time, because she couldn't cross over without me. I told her that was a sick sort of thing to say, figured it was her way of guilting me into watching her die. But I promised.

On Christmas day, 2001, she fell into a CO2 induced coma and was taken to the hospital, where she lay unconscious for 3 days. On the 28th, my sister called me and said the doctor said her BP was so low, they couldn't figure out HOW she was hanging on, and she begged me to come and say goodbye. I had thought all along, since she was in a coma, what difference did it make. I know, I sound so selfish.

well, I got there, hugged her and whispered in her ear that it was okay for her to go, it was time to go. We had the Chaplain there and sang a few songs and then the chaplains pager went off. she checked it and left the room.

while she was gone, my mom passed over. I cannot begin tell you how that room seemed to get brighter, seemed to become warm, how my spirit seemed to be lifted. I know she was there. she waited for me to keep my promise and I kept her waiting...

well, the chaplain came back about 10 minutes after my mom passed and said, rather bewildered, "well, when it rains, it pours."

4 other patients had departed in the space of the thirty minutes I had been there. weird, huh. now they seem to come out of the woodwork. people who are dying find me and then they are gone with a week or two afterwards. it is really creepy sometimes.

I spoke with the lady chaplain and she told me that some people are like guides to the next life, and she was serious. sounds like "angel of death" to me, lol

anyway...maybe the ghost cat was the spirit of someone who you loved and is visiting you.

best of luck



julie

 

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[bholderman]

My family lived about a hundred yards from where Susan Eubanks had killed her children. In fact, its possible my mother-in-law was the last person to see the kids alive.

That said after moving in, between my wife and I, we had several experiences. The first time for me I was outside along our gravel driveway. The sound of someone walking along right up and continuing on past me was very evident. But it was a bright day, I certainly didn't see anyone. Not long after that, my wife made the comment that on several occasion she woke to hearing our kids out of bed playing in the house. On checking on them, they were sound asleep. I encountered this myself once as well.

The house had been purposely burned by the fire department, but for 3 years I saw the foundation and thought about the kids and the fact that they never left the hillside. It was and still is a dreadful shame.

 

[ghost_girl]

My family lived about a hundred yards from where Susan Eubanks had killed her children. In fact, its possible my mother-in-law was the last person to see the kids alive.

That said after moving in, between my wife and I, we had several experiences. The first time for me I was outside along our gravel driveway. The sound of someone walking along right up and continuing on past me was very evident. But it was a bright day, I certainly didn't see anyone. Not long after that, my wife made the comment that on several occasion she woke to hearing our kids out of bed playing in the house. On checking on them, they were sound asleep. I encountered this myself once as well.

The house had been purposely burned by the fire department, but for 3 years I saw the foundation and thought about the kids and the fact that they never left the hillside. It was and still is a dreadful shame.

oh, that gave me cold chills.



i believe...

 

[Boota]

I had a ghost cat in an old apartment I lived in. It would run through the living room, jump up in the window, and disappear. My brother, who refuses to accept the possibility of ghosts - even though he's experienced a lot of things that should tell him better - saw the cat. He asked when we got it. I told him we didn't have one, at which point he argued with me that we had a cat. So I sent him off to search the apartment. To find any clue that there was a cat there.

The cat did the same two things. It would run the same path through the living room and jump like he saw, or it would be cradled in ther arms of the old lady who stood in the corner of our bedroom most nights.

 

[Guest]

I used to own a 150 year old farm house. It was moved from its original location to a spot across from a church and used as a rectory for a while. I know of four people that died in that house, I looked it up after we bought it.

The first was an old woman who fell down the stairs. Some nights you could hear her do it all over. One was a child, which I was hoping would account for the laughter we heard.

What was really fun was sitting in the living room and hearing people talking upstairs when you were the only one in the house. My dogs always barked at the staircase and at one corner in the oldest part of the house. I was glad to finally sell it.

Stranger yet, the people who bought it wanted to finish the renovations we had started and "flip" it. They stopped after about two weeks and put the house back on the market. I tried to write to the woman but she didn't answer any of my emails.

 

[TheeGoatPig]

I have heard things, but never seen a ghost.

My brother and I used to share the master bedroom above the living room. One night while watching TV in the living room we heard footsteps up in our bedroom from the window to the door. Normally you would think that was a burglar sneaking poorly into the house, but I had furniture (namely my bed) hlafway between the window and the door, as well as a lot of other crap on the floor. After inspecting we didn't find anyone in the small upstairs of our house either.

My brother and mother have both seen an apparition in the kitchen. My brother has heard things moving around in his room after I moved into my own. Our cats at the time would stare and even occasionally hiss at the hallway on the first floor, until I moved intot he room down there, and then the upstairs had more occurances.

It would appear that my house is haunted, and that the ghosts are afraid of me.

 

[Guest]

I have it on excellent authority that she's gone to heaven. Our vet tells us so, bless him.

<threadjack>
My son is religious and often in the car, listens to a call in show on Christian Radio where people ask a panel of ministers biblical questions.

A little boy called in to ask if he'd see his recently deceased dog in heaven.

A young minister, going totally by the book, started in on how dogs don't have souls, and only humans with souls will be in heaven. An older minister jumped in and told the boy, "Heaven is perfect--its everything you want it to be. I know for me, that means all the pets I've ever loved will be there. So will your dog, rest assured."

You'll see her in heaven, as I will my dogs and cat.

</threadjack>

 

[Jenny_Jackson]

Damnit, Sarahh! I haven't thought about this for years.

When we were in our teens, my elder sister came home with a ouiji board. At first it would do nothing with me, but my two sisters played with it constantly and got the strangest messages with religious overtones. One message I recall vividly -

Sister A: What are you doing?
ouiji: Looking for him
Sister M: Who's he
ouiji: Him
Sister M: Who is he
ouiji: Lamb
Sister A: Lamb who
ouiji: hate little lamb

After a few months my elder sister talked me into trying again. As soon as I touched the board it flew across the room.

It was never played with again.

 

[JAMESBJOHNSON]

A friend of mine lives adjacent to a Virginia Civil War battlefield. She has a visitor who moves things around in her kitchen.

 

[tickledkitty]

Damnit, Sarahh! I haven't thought about this for years.

When we were in our teens, my elder sister came home with a ouiji board. At first it would do nothing with me, but my two sisters played with it constantly and got the strangest messages with religious overtones. One message I recall vividly -

Sister A: What are you doing?
ouiji: Looking for him
Sister M: Who's he
ouiji: Him
Sister M: Who is he
ouiji: Lamb
Sister A: Lamb who
ouiji: hate little lamb

After a few months my elder sister talked me into trying again. As soon as I touched the board it flew across the room.

It was never played with again.

Sounds like the beginning of a great Halloween story.

 

[BlackShanglan]

The house had been purposely burned by the fire department, but for 3 years I saw the foundation and thought about the kids and the fact that they never left the hillside. It was and still is a dreadful shame.

It is. There's something strangely comforting to me, though, about the way in which society deals with the places where such terrible acts have occurred. I was in England at the time at which Fred and Rosemary West's crimes were coming to light (they raped, tortured, and killed young girls), and I recall reading that when the police were done with the home in which the Wests had lived and committed many of their crimes, the building was torn down and the bricks were carted away and ground into dust. They were terrible crimes, but it was good to know that people as a whole still recognized that, and wished to show how utterly they rejected all that was done.

 

[Jenny_Jackson]

Sounds like the beginning of a great Halloween story.

I thought about writing that a number of times, TK. But I haven't and I won't. You can if you want.

 

[bholderman]

Well said. For Susan Eubanks, she's still on death row. We shall see how long it will be when California grinds her into dust.

It is. There's something strangely comforting to me, though, about the way in which society deals with the places where such terrible acts have occurred. I was in England at the time at which Fred and Rosemary West's crimes were coming to light (they raped, tortured, and killed young girls), and I recall reading that when the police were done with the home in which the Wests had lived and committed many of their crimes, the building was torn down and the bricks were carted away and ground into dust. They were terrible crimes, but it was good to know that people as a whole still recognized that, and wished to show how utterly they rejected all that was done.

 

[tickledkitty]

I thought about writing that a number of times, TK. But I haven't and I won't. You can if you want.

Thanks Jenny, but I don't know if I'll be able to write any Halloween story at all because of my low creep-out threshold. I got the willies yesterday just chatting with someone about an idea I have for the contest.

When my mother was pregnant with my brother, she and a friend were playing with a Ouija board. It told her his sex and the exact date and time he'd be born. I've hated them ever since.

 

[gauchecritic]

Cats? tcha Ghosts? yeah right. Cat ghosts? gimme a break.

 

[Guest]

Cats? tcha Ghosts? yeah right. Cat ghosts? gimme a break.

And tomorrow morning Gauche wakes up ringed by twenty dead mice...