Bacchante said:
haha, don't even get me started with this topic
I'll be typing all week!
yah me too. UGH i hate it when i hit the backspace button to delete a letter and it just goes back a page, totally erasing everything i just wrote grrrrrrr
a lotta stuff happened at my grandma's house. none of it exaggerated to my knowledge, especially not the stuff i actually witnessed. two people died on her porch from natural causes long ago, not that that may have anything to do with it, but yeah.
when i was about two years old, my family and i were living in the house next door to hers. i remember it quite clearly. a lot of memories from ages 2 and up are very clear, i can even remember meeting spiderman at a comic book store when i was 10 months old
anyhow, it was a cloudy day and i looked out our dining room window out at her house. i saw two kids up on her roof. they didn't look quite right ya know so i freaked out and started trying frantically to shut the curtains. my mom saw me and asked what was wrong but at that age i had no idea how to explain that so i kept it to myself for years.
some time later she got a couple dogs, and they would stare at the roof and bark at that EXACT spot on the roof for hourrrrrrs, every single day. of course nothing could be seen up there but it made me feel a little better about the whole thing:zombie:
many years ago when my mother was little, a wind-like force blew the locked front door open, turned the corner, went down the hall, and blew out the back bathroom window at the end of the hall. didn't damage the lock at all though. when she was a teenager a candlestick flew off the mantle and landed upright at her feet, as she was playing the piano.
a couple apparitions were seen in the house, including a hand, yeah just a hand that my brother and i saw on separate occasions. he saw it when he was standing in the kitchen. it opened his bedroom door from the inside, and threw the cat "flossie" out of his room
i saw it when i was sleeping over at her house once. she and i were sleeping on the sofabed in the den when all of a sudden i woke up, turned over and saw the hand. it appeared to be attached to an arm and was coming up from the side of the bed. the index finger was pointing to the north wall of the den. i mean i was wide awake and KNEW how absurd it was that i was seeing that but i was scared shitless by it. i hid my face as i shoved my grandma awake, i shouldn't have hid my face dammit but i was lil. by the time she woke up and turned on the lamp, it was gone.
i didn't make the connection that perhaps we saw the same hand til recently. a lot of time passed between the two occasions so i just never realized it.
she claimed to have gotten phone calls from a family member and a friend right after they died. the timing of the calls and the times of their deaths do add up exactly. the calls were garbled moaning kinda stuff. when my grandma herself died, i got a random voicemail. no call, just a voicemail of static and noise. and her sister got a message on her answering machine that was pretty much the same except there was a hint of a voice. the sister never knew of the calls my grandma got in the past, til we told her about it. she had already deleted the message though, so :Smug:
ya know i don't want to come across as a supernatural lunatic, but this is stuff that really happened, somehow.
the house is gone now, torn down and new houses sit on that property now.
