Feelings of being constantly watched. Noises and bumps through the night. Shimmers of a shadow across the hall. Many have experienced it. Most are too scared to let anyone else know.
Not me. No, I’m here to share my story with you. The real story, the truth.
For me, the cycle is never-ending. It never stops. I don’t even think that’s a possibility…
It all started one night, as a teenager, when I was home alone. I was doing my usual thing, researching on the computer. (Even back then, I was a nerd for computer work.) Enjoying some quiet time. The topic of research is irrelevant. What is important is what I saw.
That night, so long ago, I had my first glimpse into the paranormal world when a shadow crossed the far wall. It was a large shadow, but the shape was undeniable. It was very human-like, even in its movement. Yet at that young age, I wasn’t afraid. Instead, I was curious. I tried to come up with a reasonable explanation for what I saw. Perhaps a shadow from my desk lamp? Or a reflection from the window? But nothing had the same effect. What I saw could simply not be explained.
From that day, I was a believer. From that day, my eyes were opened to a new world. And there’s no going back.
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Fast forward 15 or so years and the activity, the odd occurrences have increased with each passing year. Recently, it was brought to my attention that I could be a sensitive and the more I think about it, the more I feel that’s true. Since that first incident, that first unexplainable shadow, I’ve been able to hear, see, and feel things that others can’t. And as I get older, the feelings have gotten more intense, more noticeable.
Let’s reflect back to the earlier part of last year.
Things began as usual in a new home, with little noises here and there. The typical squeaks and creaks… Only these seemed to be more frequent than any I’ve previously heard. And louder.
On this one particular day, I was home alone when I saw movement in the room directly across from me. It was an orb. A solid, white orb, the size of a football. Similar shape, too. It moved quickly across the floor and just as quickly, disappeared, but I knew what I had witnessed. I even ran a few tests, trying to debunk what I had witnessed. (Just because I’m a believer, doesn’t mean I jump straight to every weird and unusual thing being a paranormal entity. I’m still a realist.) Despite my efforts, I couldn’t make it happen. I wasn’t able to recreate what I had saw minutes before.
After that short moment and encounter with something unknown, the activity increased even more. The noises became louder, more frequent and more definite. I even caught the occasional glimpse of what I thought could only be another orb, but nothing quite like that first one. Nothing could compare to that one.
I wasn’t the only one that witnessed these occurrences, although there were a lot of incidents where I was the only observer.
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Allow me to share one more story with you…
There was this one night, where it got serious for the better half. We were fast asleep and had been for a few hours probably. Between the two of us, I’m the light sleeper. This particular night, though, he was awakened by the sound of someone being in the kitchen. The sounds were distinctive. There was definite commotion coming from the direction of that room. He was so sure of what he had heard, that there was, in fact, an intruder in our home, that he grabbed his pistol and went to investigate. Of course, I stayed on his tail as we walked the path to the kitchen. We found nothing. Absolutely no evidence of someone being there. Doors were still locked. Windows were secure. There was nothing out of place. Once relieved of finding no intruder, we returned to bed and fell fast asleep.
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So there you have it. The latest details of my crazy life of unknown happenings. Want to read more? Stick around, it’s always an adventure! And, boy, do have a lot of stories to share with you!
Until next time…………………… Love & Blessings!!
Author’s Note: The images attached to this post are not of my own. They are simply used as an example. Thanks goes to Google Images.