Ghosts? Your thoughts and my recent experiences and thoughts

[The Straight Story]

I won't go into detail about my past ghost experiences and photos (my web server is out until next weekend). But I did want to share something from tonight.

My Mom died on New Years Eve (dec 31). I live next door to her (well I did...now I live next door to dad). Tonight we worked on finishing the paint job in the kitchen - which we left undone when mom went into the hospital in early November.

A little while ago a painting in the kitchen fell - the glass shattered and so did a plant (fake) my wife bought while she was in California (during the time mom was in hospital and during which time she died - something we did not think was going to happen).

Shortly after that a photo in the hallway upstairs fell. Neither of these items has ever fallen before.

Wife is sick with asthma attack and resting on the couch in the basement. She earlier spoke out and said 'Is that you Diane?' after all this went on. The windchimes outside started chiming. Mom loved windchimes and has a large collection of them. My wife yelled for me and I went out and looked. No wind to speak of, but the chimes were swaying.

Maybe I am just a little crazy :) but over the years even a skeptical guy like me has started wondering a loud on such things as ghosts and spirits trying to communicate with us.

The night is young still and we lost one painting and it's glass, and it's frame, one plant, and one photo in another room (and she and I were talking a lot about mom earlier). It all MAY BE nothing at all of course, but given recent events and knowing mom - it is all a tad weird :)

[bling bling]

1. I'm a skeptic, generally.

But I've had a couple of past experiences that I can't shrug off to coincidence, as much as I've tried to.

I both love and hate stuff like that at the same time. It's fascinating to me but I hate it because it's unquantifiable and makes me feel uneasy.

[The Straight Story]

4. Understand that really

Have had many experiences over the years that have made me pause and keep an open mind. As a christian I am not of the belief that mom is anywhere near here of course, or any ghosts for that matter. But I have had many odd experiences (and a photo) that has given me pause.

I still 'talk' to mom and such, but have not really thought about her being here at the house too much. Tonight was just something out of the blue for my wife and I. I can find a reason the painting fell and broke, and the plant. But then there is the photo upstairs, and then the windchimes. None of these things has occured since we moved here in August. Nothing weird really to report at all.

Tonight - three things, all different rooms, and all after a day of thinking and crying about mom. Maybe nothing - but interesting to me anyways.

[enigami]

2. I find this fascinating

although I have never had an experience that I can say was ghost related I have always been extremely interested in this, especially EVPs and apparitions. please share some of your past ones

[The Straight Story]

8. EVP! (and other things over time)

Working on testing this all now myself. Will keep you up to date as I do some tests. I am a skeptic, but I want to prove things for myself.

Ok - Over time, here is a quick rundown for me and family:

1. Grandma lived in apartment in dad's garage. She would sit rocking and watching christian TV shows. A good woman we all loved dearly, never said a cross word about anyone. She died and my sister moved in out there. She came running into the house one night - tv was on christian station and when she went to see what the tv was doing on she saw the rocker rocking. I know my sister well and she is not the type to ever lie or exaggerate to me or anyone else. She stands by her story to this day - and I remember that day she came running in as well.

2. Circleville, Ohio. I was renting a place built in 1865. There were a lot of odd things that went on there (candles lit themselves, fell off fireplace, and so on) but one night I captured something on film. My wife was in California and I was taking pics to send her mom. I took the first one and could tell it was a bit blurry, then took another. Finally got them developed and set them aside. My lazy butt finally scanned them both in (along with many others) and looked at em. In the bedroom you could see the head of a small kid on the bed, as though it were my daughter sitting there watching tv (the house was above a store, one long house so a pic from the kitchen where I took it you could see dining room, play room, living room, and bedroom). Other things led us to believe the weird things that went on were related to a child - toys at kid level would go off when I was home alone. I would put them up higher level and they would cease to make noise. Move em back down, they made noise again. A lot went on there that made me think.

3. A weird 3d image of Jesus in 4th grade. I was in Ms. Leonard's class flipping through our book for a story. I saw a 3d image of Jesus (at least how he looked to me in those days). I stopped, flipped back through, and could not find it again. Was weird to me. When I got home learned my grandmother had died in her sleep at about 9:30, same time I was looking through my book. We did not know she had a heart condition (mom did though) and she had never been in hospital or sick before. This was 1977 and I still remember it well.

4. Lots of other things have occured to me and family over the years. Nothing certain - but a lot of odd things....

[enigami]

11. Thanks for sharing, Like I said

I have never had anything happen to me. But I have been especially interested in EVP since hearing about it and listening to it on Art Bell years ago. I have always wanted to try it myself but so far have not got around to it (got up the nerve)

I am right now supposedly sitting in a haunted Building, but so far nothing

[The Straight Story]

13. Ahhhh Art Bell

I spent the $30 and got a 6 month access to his shows. I can listen when I want or DL mp3's of the shows. I will let you know how my EVP stuff turns out!

[enigami]

17. yes please do

I have spent several nights in my "new" office. curious to see something and afraid I will at the sme time. I havent got the nerve up yet to turn on a tape recorder.

My office is an Old building in the Kansas City Stockyard area. It was an old grain depot building dating back to the 1880's, that has been remolded.

The story that my landlord told me was that when he was renovating the building, he had a crew of Mexican workers he had hired. They asked if they could sleep in the building to save money on hotels and such. He let them.

One morning he showed up at the ususl time, but no workers. When they did show up they were scared to death. They said they saw an apparition of what appeared to be an american cowboy walk through the room they were in, through the Door down the steps and through the door of my office, and they meant THROUGH the door!

He said they never spent the night again.

[The Straight Story]

19. Reminds me of being a security guard

We were taking over for the county guards. There were only two old guys left and they contracted out the building to a company I was working for.

I was walking with one of the old guards on rounds and he told me about the lady in black (we worked the county court house). He said he had seen her a few times before on the 9th floor I think it was. Her husband had been convicted of murder (of her) and sentenced to death. He had seen her late at night a few times, and then she simply vanished.

While I never saw her in the short time I was there, I did hear things. One night working the front desk I heard the elevator (one of em) ding and open. Heard footsteps, and then no one was there. They would have had to go by me to get out. I got up and looked around and found no one. They could have not gotten out without me and my keys to the door.

I also worked security at a very old nursing home where people swore they had seen 'death' at times. My X worked there too and had seen soemthing. Nurses had said they would see a dark figure leave a room, go in, and the patient would be dead. They were so spooked by those things they pulled us from our rounds in the parking lot to inside. My X had looked down a laundry shoot one night and saw a dark figure there who moved away. We shut down the main elevator and went down to look (some old patients would wander about, shutting down elevator was a standard procedure to keep them from using it). We never found anyone (and yes - we often checked the laundry chutes as they were big enough a patient could fit in one and it was part of our standard nightly procedures).

[enigami]

25. After many years of thought on this

i am convinced that some people are just more aware or in tune with these things, I obviously am not, never seen anything, but from everything I understand about EVP, anybody with a tape recorder can do it. I really have to try it sometime.

[The Straight Story]

26. EVP (more)

I am working on this. Bought a tape recorder and a mic. Next weekend will be seeing what I can hear (and there are some antenna I hope to build both for that and shortwave).

I may not hear anything (probably not mom anyway) but I want to keep an open mind on it all and see if I can hear anything (and work to find out what it is - radio, walkie-talkie, cb, et al?).

To me the first step is an open mind - something you and I both seem to share. Thanks for the posts tonight. If you think of anything else that you remember involving yourself or others please share!

[enigami]

32. You have to admit

Some of the ones I've heard on Art Bell (EVP) give you the goose bumps (I assume you've heard them) Good Luck, cant wait to hear what you find. feel free to e-mail me.

This doesn't have anything to do with ghosts, But the only truly weird and freaky thing that ever happened to me was this.

Years ago, between jobs, (I am a Geologist in the environmental field) I did some long haul trucking. I got in the habit of buying lottery tickets. Money was tight and one night I bought a lottery ticket in Illinois. That morning as I was going down the road I had this ticket in my hand , looking at the numbers, thinking how much I'd like to win the millions it was worth.

All of sudden there was a voice in my head, not mine, and it was saying would you give your daughter for this! I almost wrecked the truck. and I said no, three times more I heard that question, and each time I answered NO. (my daughter was 16 or so at the time, my only child). It really kinda of shook me up. I put the ticket away and didn't think about it anymore for a few days.

That weekend after I got home from the trip, I went into a gas station and checked the ticket I hit the first 4 numbers (four questions Four numbers) I won a hundred dollars, Two more numbers I would have won millions.

I never tell anyone this story. I still buy a lottery ticket every now and then, but I don't think I will win. I wonder about the people who do.

What do you think?

[The Straight Story]

36. Who Knows? But it is interesting

to note what you heard. What was it all worth to you it seems to be asking?

Maybe you would have won it all, then it would have ended up bad (buy your kid a fast car, they get in terrible wreck....)

There is a lot we do not know - and sometimes it seems scientists are just as much preachers as the preachers are (ie, they promote a belief and not facts - to see this look up something in science from string theory on and do a search. So many with differing beliefs).

I keep an open mind because if there is one thing I have gleaned in my life it is that things are not always black and white. Science knows what it can measure, religion goes on what it can not, and somewhere in between is something we conjecture about - and that something is large and much bigger than the facts we believe we hold today.....

[ocean girl]

3. Not weird to me!

I think she's just letting you know that she still exists somewhere.

In the 2 years since my mom and brother-in-law died, they have contacted me many times. Mostly it has been through either butterflies, birds and/or feathers, which appear in unusual places and hang around close to me.

It happened more after I learned to be completely accepting and not afraid.

My 4-year-old nephew says my mom comes to him and holds his hand when he sleeps and that she told him that she watches over him every day. He's very matter-of-fact about it and says he misses her since she "got to go" to heaven.

While I am not a religious person, I now know that this life is not the end of us.

Keep your heart open and give yourself time to grieve.

[The Straight Story]

22. My daughter and 'ghosts'

I mentioned in another post about a place in circleville. Well, my daughter (2 at the time) several times had some odd experiences.

One time she pointed to the kitchen (where we heard the most weird things) and said 'mommy, who is that?' and no one was there. This went on the whole time we lived there and once my wife called me at work and I could hear my daughter talking to someone. She was pointing again to the kitchen (which is where i took my ghost photo from) and asking them if they wanted to play.

The old place from 1865 had once been a dr office and home. So many things odd went on there I cannot even begin to go into them (from candles that lit themselves to dishes falling and solid silver candleabras falling and breaking, to much more).

I am still skeptic - and I even explained some odd things we captured on film and replicated them; all except that one photo.

[babylonsister]

5. A day or two after my mom died, my 4 siblings and I had

gathered at my parent's home from all corners of the US. We were hanging out on the porch in the front of the house and noticed a bird sitting in the eaves. That bird sat there the entire night while we hung out on the porch, getting pretty raucous in recounting 'mommy' stories. We were convinced the bird was ill, but the next morning it was gone. So while I'm skeptical, it's nice to know Mom's spirit might have just been hanging with us!

[The Straight Story]

21. Ahhh the porch (And a funny thing about that)

Means something to me personally. Mom has a nice one next door. And When I go out on mine I look over and think about her there on hers.

Funny thing about that - mom bought my wife and sister the same bird bath in Zanesville a few months before she passed on. Last week when it was nice we went out to hose off the porch and do some clean up. The hose knocked over the top and it broke. Ok - we can get another. I then went to my sister's house this weekend to take my niece home. I noticed my sister's bird bath was broken at the top as well and asked her about it.

She said she had no idea how it happened. About a week ago she noticed that it had cracked and part had broken off.

Nothing really - just odd. Mom loved birds, gardens, and bird baths. Now I am heading out next week to buy two tops to exact same ones.

Maybe nothing to do with mom, just another odd thing we have seen...

[HeeBGBz]

6. Sounds like it to me

How many signs do you need?

When little reminders of my parents come to my attention in unusual ways, I always acknowledge which ever loved one is close. The souls that pass are never all that far away. They try to remind us of that from time to time.

[The Straight Story]

23. Good question

How many signs does one need?

I am still a skeptic, yet open minded. Many things over the years happend to me and family, too many to chalk up to coincidence. So I keep searching and waiting.

Maybe there are ghosts - maybe not. One thing I do know now, I know so little about it all.

[Ilsa]

7. Not weird to me either although I'm careful with whom I share this.

I've learned not to tell these stories to just anyone in my life. (DU is fine, though.)

I don't know how the spirits manage to affect the corporeal world, but it seems they can do it.

Months after my mom died I was sitting alone in my den late one night. crying because I missed her so much. I felt a hand lightly caress me on the top of my head.

My brother, who was very spiritually in tune with Mom, had several dreams about her needing help in finding the way "home" to the other side. He said the setting for these dreams was always in the hospital where she died. I suspect the freedom she gained after her death was very invigorating for her.

I've had several experiences like this regarding different deaths.

As Robin Williams said in that movie where he plays the dead psychiatrist trying to save his wife from suicide, "I still exist."

[Modem Butterfly]

9. Probably nothing

My house shakes and rattles in the wind like it's breathing.

Your mother lives on in you and in the hearts and minds of those whose lives she touched. And that's more powerful and more real than any ghost story could ever be.

[The Straight Story]

20. True, but weird ....

When I lived in an old place from 1865 I dismissed things like dishes breaking and falling from sink as it being an old house.

Had this been one thing tonight I would not have even really went into the whole thing at all.

Three things in one night with nothing before it? Caught my attention. May not be mom either (I knew the people who owned this house before this, one died in the home).

Of course it could all be nothing - but it did give me pause to think. As a christian I don't really believe mom is a ghost running about making my pictures leap off walls and shelves and then making the wind chimes rattle.

On the other hand - maybe there are things I cannot see and I don't know as much as I think I know. For now I will keep an open mind...

[Modem Butterfly]

37. Changes in air pressure can cause this too

As can extreme changes in humidity, shifting ground (does your basement have cracks? do your doors stick?), drafts, and other unobserved but real changes in the environment can cause just this type of thing.

But whatever the cause, my condolences on your loss.

[lildreamer316]

10. Well

My dad died in 1994, My mother last Jan. 2, my fiance May 20, 2001. Of all these, my fiance hangs around the most, but as I asked him out loud not to frighten me too much, has not done much more to me than play "our songs" on the radio every time I think about him in the car or get in or out of it. However, he phisically appeared to two of his best friends at the house we shared together one night a year after he died (I was having a house party).I will never forget the look on those guys' faces. Oh, he also "drove" my car once when I forgot to put on the parking brake. I was inside a store and had parked on a hill. SOme ppl actually saw the car start rolling out of its parking space, and instead of continuing in a straight line, it turned down the hill, and then turned again, parking ITSELF parallel to the doors AND NOT HITTING ANYONE OR ANYTHING, coming to a COMPLETE stop. The 2 women who saw this were freaked out. It was 2 on a sunny afternoon. Go fig.
Man, I'm sure reincarnation is a bitch; hope I learn alot this time around!!

[TlalocW]

12. An interesting way to think about it

How many other times have you done things or talked about things associated with your mom, and nothing else has happened? Probably a lot, but those aren't as memorable to you as these. The mind is always trying to make connections even when there are none. If you have a queasy feeling everytime you get on a plane, and the plane goes through turbulence, you might think you had a pyschic premonition, but if the trip goes smoothly, you forget about that feeling.

I also notice that it was a picture in the kitchen that you were painting. Did you have to take the picture down and put it back up again? You could have hung it "wrong" or not as securely as it had been before.

TlalocW

[The Straight Story]

16. Indeed you are right!

On the picture. I took it down, painted the wall, and hung it back up. Was fine for awhile. When it fell we joked it was mom but figured it was just not hung right.

But then the photos in the frame upstairs fell. Then the windchimes. Alone the painting would have meant nothing to me, we would have joked about it and moved on.

I do see what you are saying, but having been a skeptic my whole life I watch for such things and take them into account always. Tonight was just one of those odd nights for us all. My dad, who has been holding up real well, had a headache(something he rarely gets) and decided not to do some work on the apt he was going to do, wife had asthma attack, two frames fell from different places in the house, windchimes went off...just a few too many things out of the normal.

It may all be something else, maybe all just a coincidence. It may be something we don't understand yet. At any rate, I want to keep an open mind.

[Psephos]

14. I've seen several ghosts in my lifetime

Strange, I just posted on this topic in a different thread yesterday. As I noted there, these experiences were not frightening; quite the contrary. I consider myself a rationalist and skeptic, and trust me, these sightings caused me some very deep reflection.

The first time was when I saw the soul of a person who died in the emergency room in which I was working at the time. I had done the CPR on this person, and the death was called while I was still pumping.

Perhaps ten minutes after the end of the resuscitation effort, I had returned to the room to clear out some instruments. No one else was in there; I looked up and saw what I immediately recognized as the person's soul, standing near, and looking over, the body. The impression was rather like a robed and better-postured version of the person, and I felt an intense sense of peace and reverence. It seemed as right as rain.

I had several other occasions. Once, when my girlfriend was overseas, and I had not heard from her for a long time, I was awakened in my bed by a gentle tap; as I opened my eyes, I saw a figure rapidly walking out of the room. (I was at home, alone.) I looked down at my chest, and noticed my hands folded over my breastbone (an unlikely sleeping posture for me), and between my thumbs was a ring I had given to my girlfriend a year before, that she had lost. I had not even thought of the ring for months. I took this as a rather powerful sign that she was well and safe.

More: I live now in a loft apartment in a hundred-year-old building in the historic section of my city. When it was first constructed, the building's second floor was a boarding house for single men come to the city to seek their fortune. One night, quite late, I awoke for some reason (I normally sleep soundly) to see an old man walk into my room. He was wearing an old-style nightshirt, and seemed not quite tangible, rather like he was made of moonlight. He walked next to my bed, and lay down beside me. He gave no indication that he noticed me in any way. I lay quite still for a minute, then looked over - he was gone. Again, I sensed nothing malevolent or alarming. He seemed mostly like someone who was a little groggy in that just-before-lights-out kind of way.

There are other stories, but I fear my credibility will not be increased by relating them. I'm not a church goer, but suffice it to say, I now think the world is a more interesting place, and that there is much we do not know.

"It is with the heart that one sees rightly; what is
essential is invisible to the eye."
- Antoine de Saint-Exupery

Peace.

[The Straight Story]

18. Reminds me of a time I was a teen

Too much to go into.

Short version:
I donated some money to a church and asked god for three things (I got them all within 40 days). One was to catch a fish at the creek I often went to. My friend and I stayed up late making bait, then fell asleep at about 3am or later. At 5am the couch shook like someone was trying to get me awake. I woke up expecting my friend to be there, he was off snoring on the floor. I woke him up and we walked down to the creek. I told him on the way that an angle had woken me up and that today I would finally catch something there.

I caught a big carp there (and not another one until 24 years later). I was reading my bible when my line went nuts. I flew up and caught my pole as it was leaving the ground. I caught the fish. My friend got one next, big one which snapped the line when he got to shore (before he caught it I prayed that he too would get something).

I have fished that creek since I was a little boy. I can remember two carp I caught from there. One then, one a few years ago.

The other two things I asked for? Well I got those both under odd circumstance all within 40 days of asking. One was a chess computer (dad went to sears to buy me one, but cost too much. He went to JC penny outlet for a belt, there was a better computer at half the cost on sale due to damaged box and he bought it.) The other thing was a computer - he wanted to get me one but was way too much. Went to radio shack warehouse to get some cables, they had one there in a damaged box for about 600. He got the money from grandma and bought it.

All three things occured within 40 days of my asking (as a kid, you ask for weird things) and donating money. Stupid? Maybe - but to me it was a major thing which I remember some 26 years later.

[tinfoilinfor2005]

15. I have always said that I am the least psychic person that I know

but in my 58 years of life, I have had a few experiences that have made me wonder whether I might have some "talent" (?) in this area.

My mother passed away seven years ago. Four years ago I saw her in a dream and she was having a baby. I was in the delivery room with her. After the birth she showed me the baby, a chubby red haired boy. I awoke amazed at how real the dream seemed. I tried to figure out why on earth I would dream of my mother giving birth, and it dawned on me that maybe she was trying to give me a clue. I called my 32 year old daughter and told told her the dream and asked if she might be pregnant. She laughed and said no. Fifteen minutes later she called me back and said that she had taken a home pregnancy test which she kept in her bathroom medicine cabinet from long before. She said, "Guess what? Grandma was right. I'm pregnant." Several months later she had a chubby red haired baby boy. (Now age three and a half.)

I've had a few more similar incidents, but this one was the most amazing.

[The Straight Story]

24. Fascinating

I could write all night about things like this that myself and others I know have experienced. Including dreams about mom and such.

My wife is more 'psychic' than myself, but the things I have seen over the years are making me lean more towards 'there is something beyond this life' than 'this is all there is'.

If you have more please share! And thanks for the post!

[tinfoilinfor2005]

33. Ok...

I have a dear friend who passed away six years ago. The year she died, she came to my daughter in a dream and told her, "Tell your mother not to worry about Annie (her daughter). She is fine." It struck me as odd because I wasn't worried about Annie...we had talked a lot and she was doing well, and the message didn't make any sense. A year or so later I was at work and I saw the tragedy of 9-11 occuring on t.v. Immediately I panicked because I knew that Annie worked in the same neighborhood as the towers. I tried to reach her by phone worrying if she was alright. Then suddenly my friends words came to me..."Don't worry about Annie. She is fine." An hour later Annie returned my call. She was in a building very close to the towers but she was o.k.

[CarbonDate]

27. A few weird things, nothing tangible....

...doors opening by themselves, that sort of thing.

I'm pretty sure I have a spirit in this house, everything seems well. There hasn't been too much unrest since I hung my pentacle in the hallway, so take it for what it's worth.

[LiberallyInclined]

28. I don't believe in ANY ghosts- holy or otherwise...

or mary worth or candyman either.

[Wapsie B]

29. Although I haven't seen it personally,

others have seen visions here in my work area. Doors opening and closing, noises when no one else is around. The Priests believed us and had held a blessing ceremony for us. Our area used to be an ICU.

[enigmatic]

30. I posted this the other night in a ghost thread..

This a true story:

In the early 90's, I owned a Restaurant in a small town north of
Columbus,OH with a close friend. The Resturarnt was located in a
buliding that also housed a Masonic Lodge on the second floor
as well as a Post Office next door. I was living in what used to
be the town barbershop, which was in the basement area below the
PO.

Although I had always been interested in the paranormal, I'd had
nothing remotely "ghost-like" ever happen to me, until about 6
months after I had moved in to my basement studio.

During that time, I had gotten to be good friends with the man
who was the postmaster in town from the late 40's until the late
80's; he had eaten in the Restuarant with his wife many times,
and I had picked his brain about the history of the building,
and the town, while drinking coffee with them after their meals.
They had a son who died in the Viet Nam War; my parents had both
passed, so we deveopled a kind of a parent/son relationship in a
way. He had told me about my apartment which had once been the
barbershop, and talked about the barber, who was one of his best
friends but had died in 1982.

One Friday night a few monhts after I had moved in it had been a
busy night in the Restuarant, and after we closed I headed down
to my apartement with my then-girlfriend, who was visting for
the weekend from Cincinnati. I had to get up the next morning at
7AM to open up the Restuarant for Breakfast, so after I drank a
Mickey's Malt Liquor, we went to bed.

About 3:30AM I woke up to go to the bathroom, which was a few
steps away from my bed in the one room apartment. I walked
inside the bathroom and sat down with the light off, doing my
business and thinking about what I had to do later that morning
in the Restuarant. After I was done, I started to walk out the
door and towards my bed. "Something" told me to look to my left,
toward the other end of the rectangular room. I slowly turned,
and through the shadows in the corner of the room, I saw a man
cutting a little boy hair, who was about 9 or 10 years old and
sitting in a barber chair. I couldn't see the man's face in the
shadows, but I could see the boy's clearly.

He turned and "looked" at me with a kind of half-smile on his
face. I then literally backed into the bathroom, closed the
door, and sat on the john, shaking like a leaf. After about 25
or so minutes, I realized that I couldn't stay there all night,
but I was literally freaked out. After another 5 minutes, I
got up enough courage to open the door and walk to the bed. I
looked straight ahead as I walked, and when I was in bed, threw
the covers over my head and held on to my girlfriend, still
freaked. I ended up sleeping for about 2 hours, and when I
awoke, was still freaked out, to put it mildly. I never told my
girlfriend, or anybody else, what happened.

About 4 months later I had decided to sell my part of the
Restuarant to my friend and move to Phoenix with my girlfriend.
The last day I was working in the Restauant, the old postmaster
and his wife came in to have a last meal there with me. He had
brought a stack of photos that he had taken while he was
postmaster of the building and the town itself, and I was really
excited to pore through these since I had been gently bugging
him to see them since the first time he mentioned having them to
me.

We looked through them, and there were pics of the building in
the 50's; the town's main street, and of people he had known at
that time. He then picked up a picture and handed it to me. I
looked at it, and my heart literally stopped. It was a picture
of a man dressed up in a barber's smock standing next to a
little boy, who was smiling. I recognized the boy. He was the
one I had seen in the middle of the night 4 months earlier. I
asked the old postmaster who the people were.

He said, "Well, that's the barber of course, the one who's shop
is where you've been living in. The boy is my son; he had just
gotten his hair cut by my friend the barber when I took the
picture.

[SouthernDaisy]

31. keep talking out loud to 'her'

I believe ONLY because of many weird things I've experienced.

My husband thought me crazy until one night he heard 'Charlie' too.

Don't be afraid and don't let people who've never had anything like that happen get ya down.

-d

[driver8]

34. A weird story

This story is true according to all of the guys who were there that night. They swore up and down that they did not make this up.
When I was in college, there was a group of guys a year ahead of me that I hung out with. There were four or five guys who had the pictures of the four Beatles on their walls -- I think from the Abbey Road album? They all had the John Lennon photo upside down. Anyhow, the story is that one night the guys were in one of the dorm rooms watching Monday night football. The guy who's room it was had the Beatles pictures, and the picture of John Lennon kept falling off the wall. After about the third time of putting it back up, one of the guys put the picture on the wall upside down. About 10 minutes later, it was announced on Monday Night Football that John Lennon had been killed.

[Historic NY]

35. I know what you mean..my uncle who lived with me here died

on Dec 9th..at home. He was under hospice care here and that night I was downstairs and I thought I heard him calling me when I was asleep. I went upstairs to his room and he passed within a minute of my arrival. I am now sitting in his room which I started to convert to my library/office. It took me some weeks to do this but it seems like since I did the house became quiet again. He knew I'd never use it as a bedroom since it gets passing car noise. I always used to tell him that. So I now think he is happy that I've tried to get on with life again. Some of my co-workers go by and see the light on and toot their horns, as I'm a nightowl.