Many of my stories either are or are going to be published at
http://www.psychic-experiences.com/user-profile.php?user=21118
I'll start with the most recent...
Last week
I was the designated driver for my husbands stag night with his co-workers. It was about 2:30am when the booze soaked boys made their way to the car. Just before they got there I was staring out into a dark field that was behind the bars parking lot where I was parked. As plain as day a large dark mass formed then moved across the grass a few feet, hovering, not touching the ground at all. I blinked my eyes several times but the mass was still there, after about 45 seconds it slowly dissipated and was gone. I don't know what it was or why It chose to reveal itself to me but its one of the most vivid visual experiences Ive had in a long time!
Fall 2009
I was temporarily living with my mom ans working at a retail store in the mall. I was waiting at the bus stop on my way home when a young man around 22 sat next to me and started up a conversation. I have had many experiences where strangers tell me there entire life story within minutes of meeting me. Even when I am not showing the slightest interest, they just continue to divulge very personal information for no apparent reason. I am usually very annoyed when this happens, but this guy was nice and just seemed like he really needed someone to talk to. Plus his pinpoint pupils indicated that he was under the influence of some substance and I figured it was safer to humor him until the bus came.
In the 15 minutes it took for the bus to arrive he filled me in on the last 5 years of his life. He was 22, lived locally, suffered a sports related injury in high school which led to an addiction to a long list of prescribed pain killers, his family had a history of mental illness and he was ready to give up on life. I wasn't sure what to do in this situation so I just listened politely as he started to go into a medicinal haze.
Finally the bus arrived, I had to nudge him to bring him back to reality long enough to get on the bus. With in moments of the bus taking off, his head fell back, mouth open, and he slowly started sliding out of his seat and on to the center isle floor of the bus. The man sitting next to me alerted the bus driver who immediately pulled over and attempted to wake him. After having no response and not feeling a pulse, she called 911. Once the paramedics showed up I was able to give them enough information about this man Id never met before, including all the medications he was on ,that they were able to revive him with a shot of adrenaline straight to the heart.
Before they left, one of the medics told me that if I had not been a good enough Samaritan to listen to the ramblings of a stranger, he would have overdosed on the floor of the bus. I don't know why things like this always happen to me but I know its for a reason and If it helps save a life, its worth it.
Summer 2009
See my previous post about my experience with a demonic entity.
Spring 2008
My family and I were temporarily living with some friends of my husbands in Fort Hood, Texas. His friends daughter who I'll call M, had a sleep over one night with a girl that lived down the street that I'll call A. The evening following the slumber party strange things started happening. It was always after the kids were in bed sleeping and the adults were hanging out downstairs. We would here what sounded like one of our kids running up and down the upstairs hall way, or jumping on the bed or calling out for mommy, but when one of us would go upstairs to check on them, they were always tucked safely in bed, sound asleep.
It got to the point where all of us grown ups were so scared we'd huddle together on the downstairs couch with all the lights on til sunrise.
One day we were casually discussing it with A's mom I suddenly got an image in my head of a little blonde girl about 5 or 6 wearing a blue dress. As soon as I said it aloud, A's mom stopped me and said that I just described what her daughter describes as her imaginary friend. She had never taken her daughter seriously. That same day A came over and walked through the house but said she didn't see her imaginary friend anywhere. That night the noises stopped and never started up again.
Childhood memory
I was spending the night at my dis-abled grandmothers house. I sometimes helped her clean her house and take care of things she couldn't so I would spend the night in the guest room at the front of the house. From the guest room there is a hallway that leads into the family room, then you go through the family room to get to my grandmothers room. I was laying in the guest room bed trying to sleep but I always had trouble sleeping in that house. I always felt, cold and uncomfortable, sort of how I feel in hospitals. Like death is lingering in the air.
The head of the bed I was laying on gave me a direct view down the hallway.
Suddenly, plain as day, a tall dark figure wearing a floor length black cape appeared in the hallway and seemed to float to the other end of the hallway and into the family room but before it disappeared into the room in stopped and its head turned towards me. There was no face,just a dark black hole under a black hood. Did I mention the hall light was on at the time. My grandmother did not die that day, in fact she didn't die until a few years later but I believe what I saw was what was lingering around her always.
Childhood memory
I think I was in high school when this happened. I was at home on a relaxed weekend day sitting on my bedroom floor tinkering around on my sewing machine. I was sitting in front of the bedroom doorway so I could see down the hallway. My mom announced she was going to the store and my little sister who was the only other person home at the time, said she wanted to go with her.
A few minutes later I heard the car leave the driveway and continued my project. About 20 minutes later a figure that was very clearly my little sister ran from her bedroom, across the hallway and into the living room. Confused by this since I thought she had gone to the store with my mom, I got up to go see what she was doing. I searched the whole house and she was no where to be found.
When my mother and sister returned from the store I told them what happened and my mother with a shocked look on her face told me that my sister had run out into the parking lot of the grocery store to chase after a roll away shopping cart and was almost hit by a car. I don't know if this is connected but it was enough to keep me up that night.
Growing up I had countless encounters with the paranormal. I would see, hear and dream things that no body else did. Electronics spaz out around me and strangers tell me the most intimate details of thier life for no reason at all. Unfortunately I had no one to talk to about it. I grew up in a such a strict, religiously confined household that any thing out of the ordinary was called witch craft or demonic. Out of fear of an exorcism or something, I just kept things to myself.
Now that I'm older, I am on a journey, a mission to understand, who and what these things are that I see. Entities? Spirits? Ghosts? I don't know but I know there real and for some reason I have the ability to see, hear, feel, know, dream things that others cant. Why would I think of this as anything but a blessing... a gift.
Peace and Blessings,
Nora Love
