Category: General Questions

I… don’t know how to write this or even if it’s real. I could be a little off my rocker. When I was a little girl I grew up in a disgusting environment. Dad was Hells Angles and mom was a customer. Dad got moms stuff laced and here I am. didn’t have much love growing up, and was often choosing to be alone. I remember being 5 year old in my little plastic doll house bed, and feeling….like something I couldn’t see could see me. Then, my four sisters and two brothers (I’m the baby) would say “she’s afraid of the dark”. From that point on I never slept in my room and I didn’t sleep alone ever again. when I was 7 my sister crystal was the oldest and I always followed her around, to sleep beside, walk to the store, do dishes, sing, dance… I was her favourite but not picking favourites lol we were sleeping together. she had the old 80s long dresser wit the mirror without a frame/trim around it.

I remember waking up and feeling she wasn’t beside me. instantly went into fight or flight mode panicking of being alone in bed. She was at the edge of the bed talking to the mirror. She said it was her dad who died 2 years before I was born. I asked her last week if she remembers and crystal said nope. I remember it clear as day and I know it wasn’t a dream because I got out of bed and cried on the floor. THEN… when I was 11 I slept on my single bed, and my sister crystal dragged a single mattress onto my floor. if I stepped out of bed I was stepping on her and the bed. We were both sleeping on our stomach when we both woke up in the dead of sleep from the reflex of the back of our knees being hit. forcing our feet to come up and hit our butts. we both looked at each other and was like WTF…. back to bed. But not me I felt frozen but did not know why I was scared. Asked her last week about this time… she said she doesn’t remember? We talked and the next day about it too.

When I left and ran away from my terrible drug abusive home and signed myself into foster care at 12 years old. no mom no dad, no family… alone making life long decisions. didn’t have anything happen except every night in bed I felt watched. Last home that was my forever home… I always felt terrified in the refurnished basement. It wasn’t like a basement at all, so it wasn’t creepy. I felt scared every night. 16th birthday party I had 3 girls sleep over. never told anyone how I felt. Went to bed and all three girls are scared. Not like omg girl party screaming and giggling. they were actually scared and I panicking inside thinking “OMG they feel what I’ve been feeling… what do I do?” never told a soul. The girls remember that night and said it was the most uncomfortable feeling when the lights went out.

That it was an uncomfortable fear of not having control. Then when I was 18, last month of high school. I get my uniform on, hair…. then mom knocks on my door (foster mom). I think to myself “omg mom whaaatttttttttt its 7am and I’m up plz leave lol”. I open the door and said “IF your brother (6 yrs-o) asks if you were upstairs last night say yes and that you were grabbing Q-tips?” I was like “sure?” whatever … lol Soon as he heard me come up from the basement for my lunch he flew off the couch to ask me… “did you stand in my doorway and mommy’s? saw you go downstairs”. I WAS LIKE WHAT THE HELL! that’s messed up. He said I was wearing a blanket and was black in the night hallway. That the blanket thing followed him as he ran between mom and dad and cried. it stood in their doorway, then went to the basement. for the rest of the nights and til this day mom brings the dos bed from Costco into his room because he wont sleep alone. Once he woke up and saw the dog had left the room, he screamed bloody murder for the dog, calling the dogs name. Gave me chills from the vibes and sound of him crying in the dark. hallway light is always on at night.. not night light… the big light lol

Don’t know how my parents kept their door open it was bright.

Now I’ve been moved out for 6 years and live with my husband. 4 years and I have not heard anything or felt anything. But I grew up in a household where I listened for the slightest sound at night to see if my mom was coming to beat me. I’m like military or whatever good at listening and identifying sounds without seeing them. People always say I can spot an animal before we get it in eye view…. I feel things. I’m also First Nations of Canada Metis Native. But the past year I’ve felt like something is following me again. books were thrown off my ikea 12 cubes shelf. one cube had two rows of books because the self is deep. They were on the floor, and the one book on top of the entire shelf had been put on the floor.

My cats are bad for tossing stuff but they were in the bedroom with me. Last night my cats were staring at the ceiling g and looking down then back up. they didn’t turn their ears when I called them for temptation treats. after a minute they came over to eat treats, but they beg for them… not this time? I heard were clicking sounds as I tried to fall asleep. sounded like it was in my house and not my walls. Felt uncomfortable to get out of bed so I held my pee. and if anyone knows being scared always makes you have to pee even if you don’t have to. I sage my house and every living soul in and around my place if they come onto my property.

My autistic sister remembers me telling her I heard someone in the basement. She went down into the awkward stairs and dirt basement (home was built in WW2) and had the same renovation’s, not much has changed. She went down but telling me I had to stay up. She heard something in the corner opposite from the water tank. Told me I was suppose to stay up stairs. Calling from up top I said I’m not with you. She thought she saw someone but come up to the main floor. I remember hearing things banging in the basement when I was 6 or 7. But for the first time at work I heard stuff moving.

I work in a group home for people with developmental disabilities. I’ve worker here for a year and the home has 2 people which requires one staff privately owned by family of household member. Like I said I can identify sounds, observe it in my brain and filter if its bad or good. for example if my client is moving in bed from discomfort I can hear the floor a little. just me and one client (other was with family out of town)…. the individual was in bed sleeping for an hour. I had just checked her and we have baby monitors (just sound).

As I’m going up to the second floor I heard the kitchen wooden chairs move. I stopped and listened…. nothing. I tell myself let go of these thoughts I’m okay and I’m at work not now. walk up the stairs and the empty room floor makes sounds like I’ve heard when the workers were walking around. heard it again. When to the bedroom to fold and put away the away individuals clean laundry. I heard the stairs make sounds at the top and the main floor under the last step makes a sound also.

Clients stomp and make the floors do this. first I told myself all houses shift my family does labour jobs I know this. Its an old house its going to make more sounds than a normal house shifting. I’m scared and I’m tricking my mind, be professional. Then the laundry room dryer changed temps of the heat. as I was bent over grabbing the wet to transfer it over to dry. I pressed off and on bottom because it was not allowing me to do anything. Held the off button and it worked when I started it again (digital washer 2017).

I usually keep lights off for the bill but I turned on all main floor lights and sat with sage and meditated saying positive mantras.

when I left leaving my boss. as I shut the door my hand on the door handle I felt negative vibes. But it wasn’t the house, felt like it whatever I can feel is following me. only been at my house and now for the first time at work?

 

So my question is could it be something following me or something along those lines? I had seen a lot of bed gang related, whore of a mom do things…. just a lot of pain and I’ve always said my real mom is the devils mom or daughter. she has a look that makes people not return. I told a worker my mom beats and starves me. took my top off to show my old marks and new… they were going to see my real mom and I NEVER HERD FROM HER AGAIN. until I signed myself into care and was waiting for my worker in the childrens aids office…. saw her to my right at her desk in her little office. I was so mad I got a beating for telling the truth…

so I’ve thought I’ve walked through hell and something attached itself to me from the environment or from the things done to me.

if I’m alone in a field or among trees I feel it even more.

Asked by Alysha

hello, my name is Josephina and I need some advice:

This has been bothering me for years and maybe I know that there is nothing we could do about it but It’s just a question that needs and answer.

So a few years ago when I was 19, I was alone at home since my mom was going to pick my younger sister up from school. Of course, I have two little sisters (who are much older now) but one of them who was about 4 at the time was still at home with me. So me and my sister was just at home alone in the living room watching television when I see a man, wearing a blue polo shirt, blue jeans and black shoes with short black hair walk into the home. My father wasn’t with us at the time as he was living in another town with my brother so it couldn’t have been them, but this man just walks right into my home and I to be honest’ was scared.

By the time he walked past me and my sister into the hallway, I get up and follow him quietly while my sister was behind me. I didn’t want to leave her alone in case he hurt her but as he got into their bedroom, he vanished into thin air. I didn’t see him walk out of the front or back door, or jump out of the windows because they were all closed but only the front door was unlocked.

I couldn’t figure out who it was, I got so confused so I just brushed it off like nothing.

I can’t explain it, it’s like I was hallucinating or going crazy; I do have to recall that my father does have a mental illness but it’s just something that’s been etched into my mind for years.

Can someone please help?

Asked by Josephina

I live in a fairly new home (a little less than 20 years old now, have lived here for 15) and for the past four years I’ve have very sporadic yet unexplainable occurrences. They will probably sound like I’m hyping them up to be more than what they were but should you have been here I assure you you could feel the energy; these were paranormal events. It’s also worth mentioning before I go on that my father passed away in 2015 but as a sensitive person and also out of knowing my father this is not him (these events began before he died as well.)

I started feeling less alone when I was home alone starting In 2014. It was very basic stuff, like being tapped very insistently until I woke up from a nap (when there was no one there) and feeling the presence of someone. I assumed I had a friendly ghost since there was nothing malicious that I could detect. Things didn’t start more…sinister, to put it, until much more recently, the winter of 2016. I had spent the whole week alone since I had to stay behind from a trip due to work, and everything seemed normal. I didn’t even feel a presence until one morning, as I was rushing to get to work, I ran back inside for a jacket. I knew my car was still running so out of paranoia of it being tampered with I ran very quickly and the whole garage was only out of sight for 30 seconds or so. I stopped dead when I got to the door to the garage, however, because I found this bloody…lump. It looked like some just a gelatinous clump of blood about the size of a quarter with smaller bits around it. It was so mangled and such a small thing I couldn’t even identify where it had come from. Keep in mind this occurred in the laundry room, because a few months ago, I again had to stay home from a trip and bizarre stuff started happening then too. I came down to the laundry room to grab a hanger and noticed before opening the door my load I had been running had stopped, and come to find out the door to the washer (who’s hinges make it so that it’s impossible to open by itself) was standing straight up. I immediately felt the odd feeling and my dogs also were acting strange.

Since then I have been plagued by odd and often terrifying dreams that aren’t typical for me. I have tried cleansing my chakras but this only seems to exacerbate these intrusive and exhausting dreams. I also sometimes wake up around 3 am and smell what I thought originally to be a bird or small animal that had died in the vents, but my family hasn’t noticed a smell so I thought it was just me. And more recently, my (clean and sprayed) room and connected bathroom has been plagued by these giant flies and all types of small insects; never in 15 years have I even had issues with bugs and it’s only in my room and bathroom.

I have asked around the paranormal community for a while now and nobody seems to take me seriously but I assure you I can feel something odd is afoot here. Any analysis or tips would be greatly appreciated. I just want to know how to approach this entity and if it is indeed a negative sort of thing. Thank you so much–sorry for the lengthy email.

Asked by Avery

I read a post of Bloody Mary and paranormal experts says that there is a spirit known as Bloody Mary.

At night if you dim your light of your room and look into mirror and say Bloody Mary 3 times, a spirit will appear or pass.

It is also said that there are many incidents who proved this right.

I just want to ask is this really true and if yes did the spirit harm or kill anyone or something worse.

Is there someone who tried it and is still fit and fine. Is Bloody Mary harmful to us?

Please let me know.

Asked by Bhushan

My daughter is two years old. She fell off the side of our couch and when I checked her I noticed finger prints on one of her legs.

I don’t know what to think of it. We have looked around the house what might’ve been but we couldn’t come out with nothing….

Any one know what might be?

Asked by Marisol

My mother has been having someone or something crawl in to bed with her. It has been occurring more frequently and it is becoming more aggressive with her. She is not able to sleep at all and it is truly affecting her sense of security and life in general. If anyone has any advice or suggestions, we would appreciate it greatly.

– In the spring, early one morning she felt someone/something bump in to her bed. She wasn’t asleep and assumed it was the dog but she thought it was weird she couldn’t hear the dog claws on the wood floor. Then she felt someone climb in to the bed. She knew she was awake so she thought someone had broken in to the house. She was paralyzed with fear and laid there for a moment. Then she sprang up and was swinging her arms but no one was there.

– A few months later, the same thing happened. This time, she was on her side and the “person” climbed in and laid up against her body. She said she’s sure it’s a male and could feel his weight against her body. No one was there.

– A few weeks ago, “he” climbed in to bed with her and this time he laid horizontal across the bed, so his body was laying across her lower abdomen and legs.

– Tuesday night, “he” climbed in to bed and lightly poked her lips with his finger. Obviously he was tying to get her attention.

She told me about these issues on Saturday night when I was in town visiting her. She was so upset when she was telling me this that she actually started crying. I looked up some paranormal investigation companies in NC and told her to call them in case it happens again. Neither of us were worried about it last night because I was there with her and it’s only happened to her while she’s alone in the house.

I went to bed around 1pm and wasn’t scared or thinking about it. Around 5:58am, I woke up on my left side and flipped over to my right side. I sleep with an eye mask so I wasn’t sure of the time. Right after I flipped over, I heard the bedroom door move. I assumed it was my mom because she closes my door when she wakes up. My bedroom is by the kitchen so she doesn’t ever want to wake me. After I heard the door, I felt something crawl on to the bed on the left side. It was coming up behind me. It wasn’t heavy like a person but I could every movement coming towards me. I was so scared that I could move. I finally was able to hello “hello ghost” and I flipped over quickly. Nothing was there. The experience was terrifying.

Thank you for your time and any assistance!

Asked by Camille

Hi Ama, I only just discovered your blog now while browsing for information. I am desperately in need of advice and guidance regarding a troublesome and persisting problem which is rather complex in nature so I request your patience in reading my post. I used to think that my constant bad luck, misfortune and calamities was just the result of either my own jinxed fate, manifestation or perhaps a test of faith from a higher power. But over the years I’ve become more and more aware of the intentional, bizarre and malicious nature to all the mishaps and bad luck which had lead me to question whether there is a demonic reason behind all my problems. Each incidence feels as if I’m being maliciously targeted.

I don’t even know where to begin with explaining the amount of bad luck I experience everyday and the way it occurs throughout every aspect of my life. Anyone who’s witnessed my jinx has gone from a skeptic to a believer that there is something at work. I try to take the necessary precautions to avoid bad luck, for example I would place my drink glass at the furthest distance from me to avoid it spilling. But regardless another object near me ends up tipping over and collides with another item on the desk which bounces and the reaction continues like a domino effect until it reaches that drink glass and causes it to fall, spill and break. This is just one tiny example of my jinx, if I were to mention all the bizarre ways I’m effected it would fill a book.

But one thing that stands out about my bad luck is how it occurs in the most unlikely ways that you could not replicate if you attempted to recreate the scenario. As I walk past objects or get in and out of the car, walk through a door, my clothes or my back pack, or even a zipper gets caught on the tiniest protrusion, a splinter in the wood on the door frame or an area where you wouldnt expect to be snagged on. I’ve had so many torn and damaged items as a result.

The common theme in most of my bad luck is in relation to being “snagged”. The vacuum cleaner cable, the garden hose or reaching for any item in the fridge, dishwasher, glassware cupboard, it always ends up in disaster as it gets snagged on another object in the most unlikely way and as I withdraw the item it just brings everything else crashing down like rock slide. Sometimes I catch it just as its occuring and I fight against the effect to prevent it from ending in disaster but I can definitely feel a resistance and a force behind it against all my attempts to push everything back from collapsing to the floor.

I’ve had shopping bags tear and release its contents just as I was entering through my front door. I once saw it unfold in front of my eyes and I grabbed the bag in my arms before it unloaded all the milk cartons and eggs on to the floor. I only managed to save a few and ran to the fridge to place what I had salvaged into it. But as I began to place it in the fridge shelf, the remainder just came tumbling back towards me while bringing the rest of the shelf contents with it on to the floor.

I’ve even been injured to the point of bleeding as a result of my bad luck on many occasions. I even required stitches one night when I was preparing dinner when the piece of schnitzel I was placing into the frying pan ended up bouncing right out and onto the floor, so I grabbed another piece from the freezer and carefully tried to place that in the pan but that too just ricocheted right out and landed on the kitchen floor, realizing that was my last piece and feeling extremely frustrated at my jinx, i grabbed my empty dinner plate and threw it towards the floor while yelling “LEAVE ME ALONE! I’VE HAD IT WITH THIS BAD LUCK!!” Just as the plate hit the floor, the ceramic shattered into sharp pieces…Three of those sharp jagged shards flew right into my shin and cut deeply right into the bone. I was losing so much blood I thought I was going to die and I called the ambulance. I realized that getting angry at my bad luck or fighting against or reacting harshly just results in even more bad luck…

Sometimes I just wish I was dead because I can’t take anymore of living this way. Its ruined my life. When nothing goes your way and every step you take ends in disaster it just strips you of all hope. I have holes throughout my walls all telling a story of my frustration and reaction to various bad luck occurrences. I’ve become very isolated and so miserable that I avoid people and sometimes I dont even leave the house for weeks at a time but even with such a monotone lifestyle I continue to experience bad luck everyday. I also have an array of unexplained and complex health problems that have lead me to struggle with housework and choirs and as a result the house as become very messy and neglected. Whenever I try to clean up I immediately experience an overwhelming depletion of energy and I become fatigued and feel drained thus further neglecting the dishes, laundry and housework which has all accumulated and piled up. However one of the worst challenges has been with managing time. I’m experiencing severe loss of time where every hour that passes feels like only 10 minutes to me. So I end losing an entire day just trying to begin or finish a simple task. I’ve ended up behind all my bills. And even food that feels like I had only placed in the fridge yesterday has already become expired because what feels like yesterday was in fact 1 week ago. I’m late to all my appointments and I can’t keep up with anything or finish anything on time. It’s as if time has sped up or maybe I’ve slowed down but there is definitely something not right with the way time has become so displaced for me.

I’m so sorry this has ended up a longer post than I intended. If I had just mentioned being jinxed without providing example, it may have been insufficient in portraying the severe extent of my problems. But even what I’ve written so far is just tip of the iceberg…It doesn’t even scratch the surface. Especially in regards to all the other bizarre occurrences around me. I’m finding that the way people behave towards me is also bizarre. I’ve had complete strangers, doctors, nurses, receptionists, store clerks and even my own family turn malicious, hostile and agressive towards me for no apparent reason and without any provocation. Some instances have been so abusive that I’ve had to file a complaint with the hospital or the department overseeing those people and in each case the people involved have either denied, apologized or stated that they have no recollection of the incident they were involved in.

There have also been strange occurrences around the house. My light bulbs keep flickering especially when I stand under it or pass under it and I’m also having to regularly replace dead bulbs soon after changing them over.

Other bizarre occurrences have been with the appearance of facial expressions taking shape and appearing on inanimate objects such as laundry, towels, plastic bags, paper towels and other soft pliable materials. I’ve begun to document with my camera. I captured one very significant occurrence on video. I put laundry up to dry and when I went back to collect it, my beanie had creased and folded in areas to form a very visible face that appeared disturbed and angry. It had deep hollow eyes, and formed creases in its brow and forehead in the manner of a frown, it’s mouth was open in a way that expressed a displeased expression. When I rotated around it with the video camera the facial expression was maintained from all the angles you would expect when viewing the profile of a creatures head. I would appreciate if you could take a look at it.

I will try and upload to youtube or whichever way is most convenient for you to see it. There are other weird things happen whenever I roll dice and the way the numbers always land to form a recognizable pattern. eg. when I roll 5 dice I keep getting a full straight wgere each dice lands on an individual number from 1-5 on every roll. I also captured this on camera. There have been other weird things where I once heard something rapidly enter into my bedroom and dart around the room very suddenly. The doors and windows were completely closed and yet soon as this thing entered my room, my dog and I reacted at the exact same time to it. The sound moved around my room rapidly and both my dog and I were moving around our heads trying to track the sound. The best way I could describe it is by comparing it to the little golden ball with wings that they use in Harry Potter to try and catch during the team game they play while flying on their brooms. It made a sound like that or similar to a dragonfly but I couldn’t see it and we could only hear it enter into the room and zip around several times around our heads and then exit the room. I think I’ve taken up your time enough for now. I hope that with the information I’ve given, you have a better idea of what’s going on then I do. One thing I can say with certainty is that what ever I’m dealing with appears to be extremely powerful and cunning. Thank you for your patience and for any help you can offer on how I can put a stop to all of this.

Asked by TOBY

I was born 3 months too early thanks too my mother having pregnancy poisoning while she was pregnant with me so I had to be removed from her belly, When I was removed from her belly I wasn’t breathing, the doctors were thinking of what to do with me until I suddenly screamed and cried and they put me into an incubator for three months. While in those months I had three holes in my lungs (not all at the same time) but thanks to the doctors I survived that too.

Now sometimes I can sense static energy in my arms, I have tried to control it but every time I try to grasp this warmth it either disappears, like its flowing out of my body through my hands or it goes to the rest of my body. Now I am wondering why am I alive?

I heard that many people who were born too early passed away when they were removed from their mothers belly and of course the hospital I was and their medical resources and doctors were exceptional (luckily) but I Always feel like there is more to it, like there is more to my life than I have discovered.

I Always felt different from the rest. I was (and still am being raised) by my mother who is a catholic and my stepfather who is a protestant. They told me that I am free to make my own choices in what I believe in.

I believe that there was indeed a higher power that created us but after it did that It left us alone to fend for ourselves, to find our own path in life. I believe in myself and I desperately want to know what my role is in life. If anyone has any idea let me know.

Asked by Allesandro

Hi good day. The thing is we just moved in to this Condominium and after a few days we start to notice some weird things happening.

The first incident was the balloon traveling around the house with the absence of wind. It goes in the room and goes to the other areas of the house, well we didn’t really payed much attention to it until the biggest that had happened occurred.

I was sleeping and I was having a nightmare and I struggled to wake up when suddenly my friends in the other room shouted in fear after they were shocked by the air conditioner that suddenly turned on. Their loud voices helped me to wake up.

Other incidents were there seems to be someone taking shower, well I thought my friend was taking a bath since we just came out from the pool. I waited till I saw him came in from our veranda. After we saw him we were shocked and then there the shower turned off. Certain things like the lights being turned on, my friends phone suddenly talked while it was turned off (using a language that is unfamiliar to us).

The constant events that happens is the knocking of the door (3 knocks) then 1 day we heard 3 knocks twice and we decided not to open the door. After not opening the door we heard a loud bang on the door liked someone kicked it.

We opened the door and no one was there. Not a single person in the corridor was seen. After that incident I went back to sleep and had a dream seeing a lady in black running towards the door trying to catch the closing door. When I successfully closed the door she screamed. Really creepy.

Can someone help us out on this and maybe give us an insight. Thank you

Asked by James