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Possession of Inanimate Objects (VIDEOS included!)

My father has a “Bride” doll sitting atop his dresser in his bedroom. Because it was in storage for a while, in the desert setting heat (Nevada, in Carson City), the face is a bit squished inward. Which makes that stupid doll even more creepy.

And it’s supposed to go to my oldest daughter. But having the vibes and chills from it in 2007 while out there, I already told my Dad that while it was stipulated in the will for his mother’s doll (antique) to go to her, that it will NOT me welcomed in to my home.

There is more than JUST a doll sitting on that dresser. It’s eyes followed me. I felt like I was being followed almost, even though it stayed stationary. Too much creep-factor for this chick to handle!

And I really don’t wish to be a spectator like the ones in the following video…. Especially with this kind of phenomenon.

 

Um…. Thanks. But I’ll pass on the possibility to have this happen. And in my own home of all places.

Here is a popular doll. Robert.

 

As you can see from these videos, it seems that spirits can take on forms within dolls. They supposedly can walk, open and close the dolls eyes and maybe even talk.

Dolls are vessels in which were initially made as to withhold and contain spirits of the dead. Or so, it is said, anyways. I believe that with haunting phenomena, anything is honestly possible. Because it’s all about energy and matter. Which is primarily what makes us.

We are energy and matter. And those two traits cannot be killed or destroyed. And I believe that those two things make what we deem as being our soul or spirit. It is what carries on of us after our physical being is gone from this earth.

What is YOUR take on the possibility of dolls being possessed by the dead? Is it a real possible equation in the mysteries of life, death, and the hereafter? Or is it that the old “dirt nap” is nothing but no brain activity, rotting away of your shell and that you have nothing to look forward to?

And can we come back again?… Reincarnation. Or regeneration of our spirit/soul. That will be the next subject I think we will tackle at a later date.

 

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The Dark Man In The Attic

It seems like the attic is just not a “go-to” place for me. I hate being up there. I don’t care what time of the day it is. Morning, afternoon, dusk or in the late evening.

Any time that I go up there, especially alone, I get the most uneasy of feelings. Dread and the feeling of not being “permitted” to enter the door to walk up the short flight of steps.

While up in that attic, which is fairly large and extends front to back atop my house, I feel like eyes are peering at me. Watching me intently and awaiting my next maneuver.

Yesterday, in broad daylight, and with my seven-year-old behind me, trailing up the steps, it was no exception. No sooner that I had gotten to the top, as to look for some Summer-type clothing for my child, thanks to it being unseasonably warm, I felt that we weren’t alone, and yes, I felt the electricity of those unseen eyes staring upon me once again.

As I even opened the door to ascend the staircase, before putting one foot on to the landing, this “electrical current” ran through me. I had felt my eyes widen and my heart start to beat just a bit faster. But I braved it, knowing that SOMEONE was not wanting me up there.

The entire time, all of about five minutes worth, I felt it. Like a man was watching from the corner that was diagonal from my right eye’s view. And I know that if I looked over there, I would see nothing. Because I have never seen him.

But I know he is a male, older, and mean as hell. I still to this day, say that HE is the one that pushed me down my basement stairs the first week I was here alone, after moving in to the house, and was going down the stairs to open the basement door for my two other children to come in from school. The youngest was still at home with me, being she was about three at the time of the incident.

I think I am finally at a point where I am ready to buy that Digital Voice Recorder. Not to hold a traditional EVP session. But to let it roll for a night on its own and see what I can capture upstairs. But also, the thought that something evil or sinister being caught on a digital recording outright and honestly terrifies me.

On the other end of that thought, to possible catch whomever is “stuck” in the attic would give me a better sense of what we are dealing with… Or shall we say, that I AM dealing with. It seems I am the primary target of it’s anger. Although, my middle child, my son, has seen a “Bearded Man”, and my oldest daughter has seen a shadow-hand reach around my son’s bed, where the door to the attic entrance is in his room, one night, as all three were in his room, having a “sleepover” (as my kids like to call it).

I need some answers, if at all possible. And I need to know who, why and what for, as to the Bearded Man obviously not caring too much for me and what he needs or wants. Maybe it’s to be free of this place. Or maybe he just wants us out, which is NOT going to happen.

 

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Touches and Such..Active Home Again

This past week has been a strange one. Between one of the kids, my husband and myself, it seems that the house seemingly is “coming alive” again, paranormally speaking.

And when it happens to my husband, it is HUGE. He isn’t a complete skeptic. Not anymore. Heck, he isn’t even at 50/50 now. More like 75/25. I had blogged about one certain incident that happened to him a while back that almost completely reversed his polarity on the subject. But it wasn’t enough to completely change his mind. I even tried cookies! (=

Anyways, between the three of us, it’s been exciting. And a bit creepy. Let’s start with the oldest, shall we?

She went in to the kitchen earlier in the week. It was mid-evening, just getting dark outside. She opened the fridge to find something. I think she was thirsty and looked around for drink. She said she closed the door to the refrigerator, with her hand on the handle.

Next thing I know, as I happened to be sitting here at the computer, my daughter comes in to the living room with a puzzled, shocked look upon her face, with her eyes widened. She asked if I heard a “knock” coming from the kitchen. I told her no…

That’s when she exclaims that she heard a knocking coming from INSIDE the fridge! She didn’t dare open it and she said it was loud enough that I SHOULD HAVE been able to hear it myself. She didn’t go in to the fridge for a couple of days after the incident, thanks to it freaking her out so bad.

As for my husband, he had a strange, but not scary experience. Let’s just say that I think that the “extra cat” of the house finally made it’s presence known to him.

He was sitting here playing his POGO games, minding his own business the other day. Doing the usual thing. It was midday and wasn’t doing anything out of the norm, per say.

Out of the blue, my husband turns around with a look upon his face that reads utter shock and disbelief. Then out comes, “did something rub up against my leg?”..I sat there, with this odd look upon my face. Like “what the hell are you talking about?!”. Then I asked what it felt like. And he said like a cat was rubbing against him.

One problem…All three cats were OUTSIDE. Our Bearded Dragon, Gobi is NOWHERE near able to brush up against anyone in the manner my husband described. And all three of my kids are long out of the “crawling” stage.

So, we chalked that one up to the “ghost cat” in residence that I have seen (from the corner of my eye)on countless occasions. The strangest part is that it is almost a spitting image of my cat, Shadow. And it happens so quickly, it’s as if the cat is elusive on purpose.

Then, the same evening as when my husband had his experience, I too had a strange occurrence of my own.

As a mom, you have this innate ability to sense things. Even with your eyes closed and having music blaring in to your ears with headphones on (as to drown out the crowd while TRYING to take a small siesta). This includes people walking in to the room and those walking past you in said room.

Once or twice before, I have written a post regarding Shadow People. They are dark-looking figures with no real identifying features. And they can be seen even in pitch black darkness of a room, being that they seem DARKER than the room that they appear in.

Never once did I actually SEE anyone/thing go past me. But I felt it’s presence and I also had “seen” the shadow whisk past me through CLOSED eyes. One reason I knew it was NOT a living, breathing soul was that it walked briskly past me TOWARDS the side coffee table on my side of my bed. As if it went through the lamp and through the wall right behind me. The wall leads out to the basement foyer and stairs to go up to the main area of the house.

And, not only did it happen ONCE. No. Of course not! It happened three or four times. Almost back-to-back. Each time, I opened my eyes to see an EMPTY room, with the bedroom most-of-the-way shut (as I had it).

Stupid ghost! Bad enough my kids don’t always leave me be to take a little nap. Now the ghost(s) have to bug the crap out of me too!

 

Demonic Haunting, or extremely good fakery?

Watch this video in it’s entirety and then leave YOUR opinion/judgement in the comment area.

**Please remember!!**… In this subject field, there is NO right or wrong answer. To debate the topic and video is one thing, but please DO NOT ATTACK one another in the comments section. We all have a right to our own PERSONAL views and opinions. Thanks.

As for myself, the first portion of the video, where the man is seemingly hung in the owner’s attic is HIGHLY believable. And I feel it is good video evidence of demonic activity and spiritual hauntings.

The next segment of the dining table is sketchy to me. It seems staged.

As for the chair (white area) and the sheet rock, THAT is amazing, and scary at the same time. And more believable than the dining room area.

As for the WARREN segment, it too is difficult for me to believe. Why? Because for most of the time, you do NOT see but ONE person out of all that are in the room on the tape, as they are “communicating” through knocking. And how in the hell is a 10-year-old able to be SO calm while a poltergeist moves her chair as she (calmly) does her homework. Hmmm…

 

Real Life, (Local) "Ghost Hunters" wants to check Out My Place!

Over on FaceBook, I am friends with a couple of guys that are Lead Investigators of local-area Paranormal Investigation groups. Both are really awesome guys, and are helpful. One of them does YouTube videos of investigation tutorials and the like all of the time. You can find him there under the page Scream Freak 79. His name is Mike. And he the Founder of Viper Paranormal.

My other Paranormal enthusiastic pal is Alan. He’s the Founder of Bedford Paranormal. We talked at great length for a couple days in regards to the happenings, both past and present that have been going on in my home around my family. We will be here for four years soon.

After telling Alan about everything that has transpired, and after he took a good look at the picture I had shown him of my daughter and an unseen arm (that seems to dissipate as it moves towards the wrist and hand area), he would like to come out and investigate the place.

We started talking not too long ago, after the last known incident involving ALL THREE of the kids.

Once in a while, they all get along. And this one night, they all three wished to bunk together in my son’s room. Being THAT is a rare occurrence, I okay’d it.

Within about ten or twenty minutes, all three came running out of the room. Two in tears, all three with bug eyes. They were most certainly afraid. And mind you, when the lights are out in my son’s room, and with the curtains and shades drawn, it is D-A-R-K in there.

When they came out, they about fell over one another as they ran through the hall, part of the dining area, and in to the living room as I sat here at the computer.

After catching her breath, my oldest said that as she was laying on her brother’s bed, foot-end, she felt “weird”. She looked down towards the floor. What she said next shocked even myself!

Apparently, in the pitch black darkness, she’d seen a hand, with an arm, that was a “black, dark shadow hand with an arm,that I could still see, even though it’s really dark in B’s room”. It was, by her description, REACHING AROUND the end of the bed, and moving diagonal toward HER as if to try and grab her or touch her. And also, it seems that the other two kids had SEEN IT themselves as it was coming for their big sister.

After hearing what had transpired just nights before, and in the past, including my more-than-usual sighting of the little boy by the stairs of my basement foyer, and now even seeing him run past my bedroom down there here and there, as if he is going to the Family Area, Alan was getting concerned.

It’s to the point that he would like to bring his Paranormal Investigation Team in, Bedford Paranormal (link above in previous paragraph). I made it well known that I will NOT have my kids here if/when it takes place. They can tell the team what they have seen/heard/felt, then it’s time to ship them off to a friend.

That is IF I do this. Scott has yet to know of it. And I like that a private, localized group wants to take my case of haunted happenings. I have had a couple people tell me to contact Ghost Hunters. But nah! I love the show. But I really do not wish to have my family or my home on national TV. I’m no “fame attention seeker”. Especially for THIS kind of subject.

Between Mike at Viper Paranormal and Alan at Bedford Paranormal, they have been a WONDERFUL help and guidance. They take my situation seriously. But they also look at it with a skeptic’s view (think Ghost Hunters).

Now, how to tell the hubby that a local ghost hunting group wishes to check out our hauntingly active home…

 

Big Grandma’s Story

My husband’s Grandmother is lovingly known as “Big Grandma”. No, not because she’s “fluffy”. But because she is a Great-Grandma. So when we tell the kids that we are going to HIS grandma’s, we tell them we are going to “Big Grandma’s”, or as my son now lovingly calls her, his “elderly” Grandma (lol).

Yesterday, we went over to her place to give her our Mother’s Day gift of a re-blooming lilac plant and the school pictures I’d promised her. We met up with my husband’s parents there and my MIL got her new yard flag and her pictures of the kids as well.

As myself, Big Grandma and my in-law’s were sitting around, talking, Big Grandma told us something that honestly, made my jaw drop. My MIL took more stock in it though than my FIL did, as I watched the expression on his face as BG told her amazing story.

Per her count, BG has now had two times of this experience happen to her. But in two separate locations of her house. Remember too, BG is 86 years old, that she is now a widow and lives independently and is for the most part, sharp as a tack.

Big Grandma usually doesn’t go to sleep until the wee early hours of the morning of the next day. She is an avid bookworm. So, she will read a good while, then turn the TV to something and finally drift off to dreamland.

But apparently one night, as she was not really tired and by her account NOT asleep or dreaming, she witnessed something out of the ordinary. Especially to her.

Standing just a few feet from her, near the dining table, which sits in the spacious living room by it’s large windows, stood a faceless woman in period dress, with a bonnet and long “house dress” from what sounded like the Pioneer days of the 1800’s.

This faceless woman said nothing. Did not move or come towards BG. BG said she just stood there. And apparently was there for a good length of time before fading in to the thin night air before the old woman’s very eyes.

A while later, as in sometime after the first appearance, this woman in period dress, who again was faceless, was spotted in BG’s bedroom, as she laid in her room, trying to fall asleep for the night. Again, she was awake by her account. And she remembers exactly what the woman was like from the time before.

By what I understand, before the house was there, in which they’ve (her and Big Papa, before his passing earlier this year) lived in their home for a good 25 years, was nothing but pasture. And quite possibly a log cabin home (think Little House On The Prairie home) was there way before their home was placed upon its foundation. And this lady that BG witnessed coming to visit her was fitting in with the possibility of such a thing happening before her home was there.

By what I heard, shockingly of course, seeing as I never have seen, heard or even thought of Big Grandma being the “type” to believe in such things as ghosts, it sounds an awful lot like a residual haunting. Like whomever lived in that area of the land before is just trying to retrace the steps of a place that is no longer standing.

The lady figure never, in either instance spoke according to BG. Just stood there, “looking” at the frail lady with her faceless body, only to fade in to nothingness before her very eyes.

I’d love to figure out how to find more information about the land that the house currently stands upon. This could get QUITE interesting.

 

This Blog’s Been Haunting me..And A Blog Hop

As of late, I haven’t had any what I would call TRUE paranormal experiences. So I can’t really write from MY perspective of close encounters or experiences. And if that is at times the case, I at times will post a video or an article about a Paranormal topic, and then give my thoughts, views and opinions.

When I do the latter, it can often times be time consuming. And after not really getting any feedback I felt it was time to stop writing on here for a while. And I stuck to my guns in that regard.

And in doing so, I hope that with the lengthy hiatus, I have managed to give my readers a good break, along with myself. So I’m looking to start back up writing on this page. Either of my own happenings or of paranormal things that I find of interest to talk about.

And feel free to join me over at the Weekend Wander over at For The Love Of Blogs as well.

It’s a wonderful community of bloggers from all kinds of spectrums of writing.

Have a wonderful weekend, and I’ll be writing again in here VERY soon!