Table './thoth_sunthoth/nuke_session' is marked as crashed and should be repaired
Table './thoth_sunthoth/nuke_session' is marked as crashed and should be repaired
Table './thoth_sunthoth/nuke_session' is marked as crashed and should be repaired
Table './thoth_sunthoth/nuke_session' is marked as crashed and should be repaired
Table './thoth_sunthoth/nuke_session' is marked as crashed and should be repaired
Table './thoth_sunthoth/nuke_session' is marked as crashed and should be repaired
Table './thoth_sunthoth/nuke_session' is marked as crashed and should be repaired
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Walking Amongst The Dead - A True Ghost Story |
 By Entity
Since man could communicate he has conveyed his experiences with other worlds and other beings...He has experienced living amongst the dead.
This..is another such experience..but this one...is conveyed by me.
I have always had strange things occur all my life..The paranormal was not new to me at all..It was and is a normal part of life..just as is the sun..and the stars.
Some years ago..I had such an experience..that it opened my eyes to the world that most do not know.
The world that most feel exists...but not many have experienced
I was in my home town in Manitoba and my best friend who had lived in the same town..moved away..and had been gone for a year. A number of times, my friend had asked me to move to his city and hang out for a while..I kept putting it off...
Then one day , I had nothing going on and I thought..sure why not... So I moved 4 hours west to Saskatchewan, one hot June afternoon.
I pulled onto the street of my new residence and continued up the block... As I drove up the block and approached the house, I noticed something white laying on the sidewalk by the curb, in front of his yard. I pulled up in front of the house and got out of my car. I then walked around the car and saw that the white thing I had noticed, was my best friend's young cat laying there dead.
I stood there and wiped the sweat off my brow. The heat was incredible for June. It had been 30 Celsius all that week..and that day wasn't any different. I slowly walked over to the cat and touched it..it was ice cold, not cool..but ice cold dead. I was shocked at how cold this animal was as it lay in the sun and heat. I looked up at the door to the house...and took a deep breath and walked up the walk to the door and knocked.
My friend who was eager to have me come to stay at his place, opened the door happy to see me..until I said.."Umm..I think that's your cat right there". Needless to say that he was very distraught over the situation. It was a quiet week as I moved my stuff in and got settled.
One week after moving in, I started to notice little things. To be truthful..I just thought I was seeing things, at the start. I would pick up movements from my peripheral vision and when I would turn towards the movement..there would be nothing.
Things became more obvious as time continued. If I went to another room and came back..there would be things that had moved. At first, It seemed to me that my mind was playing tricks on me. Then things started to become more predominant. First it was small things..like a glass of coke on the opposite end of the table from where I had left it moments before I left the room and come back. It was always something..a remote..a book..a bowl of popcorn..anything and everything.
As timed passed, more things started to happen. I would leave a room then come back, only to find that everything had been strewn around, papers, couch cushions..end table pushed out from the couches or the coffee table pushed right up to the seat.
I didn't say anything to my friend as these things continued. I didn't want him to think I was strange or worse..going crazy..So I continued to experience all these oddities that I had no explanation for.
One afternoon, I was sitting with my friend and his girlfriend in the main floor living room. We were watching T.V. when I started to hear things..well not exactly things.. I heard someone walking around up stairs right above me..The sound was coming from my bedroom. The sound was of hard soled shoes walking around in the room above. I took the remote and turned down the volume on the TV. My friend looked at me and said, "What? Why did you turn that down"? I said "You can't hear that"? He looked at me strange for second. I said again, "Can't you here that"? He smiled and said "you hear something"? I said "yes". "Someone is walking around"? he asked. I said "Yes".
He then smiled at me..but I could tell he was serious, he then said "you haven't met the ghost yet"? I was sort of in shock from his response. I said "A ghost"? He said, "Yes we have one".
Absorbing what I was just told, I sat and listened more closely. I listened for another minute. I could here it so clearly. I knew exactly where in my bedroom the sound was and could follow it as it walked around.
I got up off the couch and went upstairs to investigate the sounds in my room. Knowing now, that there was a ghost and I was not going crazy, made me breath a little easier..but I was nervous. Thankfully When I got up top to my room, I couldn't see anything out of ordinary.
More time passed and more things started to happen. I would wake up in the night to sounds of pots and pans being banged around in the kitchen..I would sneak downstairs quietly and hear all the banging and clattering as I stepped towards the kitchen. As soon as I would turn on the light and all the banging would instantly stop.
As time went by, more things started to disappear then show up in strange places..like a hair brush in the freezer..or a book in the oven. The list was truly endless.
The biggest thing that had disappeared happened one afternoon..I came home and there was no one else around yet. So I was alone there. I went up to my room and was going to listen to music. I walked in and found my cassette tape case to be gone. It was fairly big, it held 36 cassettes..
I searched the whole house 3 times over..each time ending back in my bedroom. I started on the 4th search but was not feeling good about it all. I gave up and was about to conclude that someone had stolen it.. I went back up stairs to my room. As I turned to go into the bedroom..there in the doorway, The tape case was just laying on the floor. It was sitting in the doorway where I had to literally step over it to get into the room. Had it been there the three other times I was up there I would have stepped on it..I most certainly would have had to walk over it to get in the room and would have stumbled over it to get in..if I had not seen it.
That was when it really hit home for me..The capabilities of this ghost..this entity were shocking.
I picked up the case and sat on my bed. Lost for words and very overwhelmed by the whole thing. I held the case thinking..wow.. Something actually had possession of this..and had it somewhere..whether it be in our world or not. It had possession of this large case.
By now my life was nothing but one big adventure, living with this ghost. I was always wondering what this entity was going to do next.
It continued to play games with me. It would do things that would make me have to move and change things back or find things..
I could be laying in bed waiting to fall asleep and suddenly my bedroom light would turn on. I would have to get up and turn it off..I would just get back into bed and the light would turn on again..I would get up and turn it off..only to have it happen again and again. This would continue all through the night..many, many nights..As I would fall asleep the light would be on..and I would leave it. When I would wake in the morning..the light would be off.
Another time it was around 10 or 11 at night and I was up in my room reading. I heard my doorknob turning and looked up as the door opened up. I was thinking that my buddy was there or someone was coming in the room. No one was there. The door would slowly open up to reveal ..no one around. I then would get up and walk over shut the door and then go back to reading. As I sat comfortably on my bed and read..The door suddenly would fly open again. I would get up and shut it..making sure that it was closed tight and the latch was caught. I then went back to reading my book. This would happen many times..and would continue for hours, on the nights it was in the mood.. One night I got tired of getting up and shutting the door as I had so many times that night already, so I left the door wide open..as the ghost had left it..and I went back to reading.. A few minutes into my book again..the door suddenly slammed shut with much force..It made me jump. Seems the ghost would have sooner had me play it's games. I got the feeling that it was mad from that..
Another night I was reading..and I needed to rest my eyes for a minute after the hours of reading I had done.
I looked up from my book and noticed a flag that I had hanging straight down from my ceiling by my bed, was starting to wave back and forth. I had 2 other flags beside it also hanging straight down from the ceiling. I found it odd that it was moving..seeing that there was no air movement in the room at all. My window and bedroom door were both closed. The flag movement continued across the bottom of the flag. Soon the whole flag was waving..It continued onto the next flag the same way, then to the third flag.
I sat there with my mouth wide open as All 3 flags were now flapping like being in a strong wind. I could even here their snapping sounds that flags make in strong winds. I was very mesmerized by it and after a few minutes, they started to calm down. They did so the exact reverse of how they started.
It was now about 4 months that I had been there and I was very accustomed to all the happenings around me by then. It was now very normal to have it all going on all around me all the time.
I went to bed one night..and all was calm as I slept.
I was awoken late at night to snapping sounds. The best I could describe it, is the snapping of electricity. I sat up looking around towards the far side of the room. I then looked over toward the bottom of my bed. My heart jumped into my throat as I looked over towards my feet. There at the bottom of my bed was a foggy apparition that looked like and old man. He was not very tall maybe 5 feet high but he was very old. He was hunched over, holding a walking stick that looked like a thick crooked tree branch. I sat there not believing my eyes. He then turned his head towards me and looked right at me. We both were motionless for what seemed forever, but I am sure it was only a couple or few minutes. I then started to hear the electricity snapping again, all around me. I quickly looked around the room to see what else might be occurring..and then my focus came back to the entity. It was starting to fade away and in about 30 seconds it was gone.
I laid back down, but didn't sleep for a long time..my heart was racing and I thought maybe there would be more things happening. There wasn't , and I eventually went back to sleep.
The next morning I told my friend what I had seen and he laughed. He only heard sounds. He never saw anything happen the entire time he was at the house.
A few days later..and I will never forget this for the rest of my life..
My buddy, his girlfriend and I, were all sitting in the living room. It was a Friday evening about 7 pm. We were sitting around making plans for the weekend. All of a sudden there was a loud BANG. The best I could describe it, as a shotgun going off in the same room. Like an explosion. It was so loud. Everyone jumped. I looked over to my buddy and he was white as white can be.
I got up running to the stairs then up to my room..
It seemed that most of the occurrences were based around my room. My buddy closely followed as I went up the stairs. As I got to my room I stopped dead in my tracks...my friend ran into me. There in my room, where my bed was, there was a hole in the wall. It was a hole I had never seen anything like. It was rectangle. About 2 1/2 feet by 1 foot. It was total rectangle but it all went into one point. Like if you had tight bed sheets on the bed and you pushed your finger into it. It went in like that..Just to one point in the center of the rectangle.
I left that evening. I said it was to violent now and I have to go. I went and stayed at a another friends place for month. I then went back to my home town, 4 hours away.
It was years later. A friends car had been stolen and ended up in the city where the house was. I went along for the ride to get the car.. the police had recovered it. I told my story on the 4 hour drive there. I hadn't thought about it for years. The car was in a compound and we went to see if it was drivable. It wasn't. So we left. My friend turned up the street as we left the compound yard and we drove along. The next thing I knew I was back.. right in front of the house. The car we were in had stalled out directly in front of the house. I will add that I was not driving and I did not even have a clue where we were till I looked over at the house. I was in shock. I had a very eerie feeling over me..goose bumps..hair standing up..not a nice feeling.
The house had been planned for renovations since I left..it was a war time house. But what I had seen was no front step. the front door was a board.. the windows were board. I got the feeling it didn't really want me in there. we tried to get the car started and it wouldn't start. We got out and pushed it thinking we could push start it, seeing that it was a standard. We got off the same block as the house and the car started right away, with the ignition.
We left and went back to my hometown. 4a.m. we got back home and I called my buddy that I had lived in that house with. He had left that house 2 weeks after I did. I told him I had been in town there earlier and ended up in front of that house. He responded by saying "Bet you wish you were living there now huh"?..He said "It looks really nice now huh"?..I told him what I had seen and he laughed.
I thought..maybe he was pulling my leg. So I hung up and called another friend in that same city and told her that I had been in town by the house. She responded almost the exact same way adding that it was such a nice looking house now. I hung from that call and thought for a while. I decided to put it all behind me again.
It was years after that incident that I was in the same city again visiting a friend that had just moved out there. She was driving when all of a sudden she took a quick turn..I knew exactly where I was..the house was coming up again. I freaked..I said.."What are you doing?..Why did you turn here"?...she said "I don't know". The car stalled out at the beginning of the block of the house. I said, "That's it, we have to get out of here"...I got out and pushed the car back off the block..away from the house..it started again first try..I said .."Go...Go the other way..She quickly turned around and came back the way we had come.. I then told her my story..
It seemed that I was unknowingly drawn to the house by this entity...yet a force there did not want me to come back in again.
Our world is full of things most have not even imagined..The universe is limitless...and it is all there for us to grow from. Perhaps some day we will see life..for what it truly is.
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Entity of Life
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