Things that go "bump" in the night...

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Interesting ...

One of my best friends (a perfumer) is like you. He even made a living of it.

I met a psychologist once in my life who told me that I had a stange ability to easily go back in my past and that OMDR worked extremely well on me. She was quite amazed, in 20 years, she had never seen anybody like me.

We are very receptive and sensorial persons and, according to my friend, this ability to perceive things, to react like sponges is the first step to paranormal. The rest is constant training.

I have never trained and I don't want to, this is not my cup of tea, but I must admit it's disturbing sometimes.

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My mother in law spoke to me in a dream a few weeks after she died and I am convinced it was not a dream because she was so real in and she was telling me she was going to go help my sister in law ( who was going through a very difficult time) and everything would work out for her. My sister in law swears that her vacuum cleaner would move from room to room at this time ( mom in law loved to vacuum) and then one day it stopped ( after my sister in law had worked through her difficult time).

On several occasions when I have been doing something I know I should not I have heard my Grandmothers (she has been dead for years) voice clear as a bell in my head say my name "Tia Dawn" and she is the ONLY person who ever called me that.....Im telling you it was her....scared the crap out of me.

A good friend of mine who is a no BS type of individual related the following to me years ago:

He was about 5 at the time and he, his 8 year old brother, his father and mother had moved into a house built in 1913 on the south Florida intercoastal waterway. No seawalls or retainer walls, just a sand beach some 40 feet from the house to the water. The story that they were told when his father bought the house was it was built by a local architect who lived there with his wife. According to an
older neighbor whose family had lived in a nearby house for 3 generations, there had been a police report (verified by the architect's wife) that one night the architect was standing at a second story window smoking a cigarette and viewing the moonrise over the intercoastal lake when a man on horseback rode by on the beach and fired a single shot at the house. It hit the architect in the head and he died almost immediately.

My friend's father was an atheist and did not believe in any ghosts, spirits or the like. My friend and his brother slept in a second floor room, one of two that had been created from the huge loft area that had a walkway to a small landing outside a second story bedroom on the other end of the house and a stairway down to the first floor on that small landing.

The stairway to the loft area had been removed sometime in the past and the hole in the floor repaired and an open closet with shelves placed there where the landing used to be in what was now the boys bedroom. Their room had a door to an adjacent room and that room doored to the walkway.

The first thing my friend remembered happening was one afternoon, after they had been in the house about 2 weeks, every one of the old pull down window shades in the house, about 20 of them, all rolled up at the same time with a great deal of noise. The shades had been all pulled either totally down on the West side to keep the sun out or partially or fully pulled down on all the other windows. No storm, shaking or other event that could possibly have caused that event was noted by any of the family

Then, from his bed a night in the room he shared with his brother, my friend began seeing from time to time a figure walk past his bed and enter the open closet and disappear as though it was going down stairs that were no longer there. He also often saw the figure exiting the open closet as though it had just climbed up the stairs that used have a landing there. He said he would just pull the covers up over his head and eventually he would fall asleep. His brother never saw any of that but both he and my friend continually heard objects being 'moved', like dressers and tables being pushed across the ceiling, which was the floor of the finished but empty attic. The parents slept on the other side of the house on the ground floor in what was once a game room but later converted to a master bedroom.

My friend's father also heard and saw things as did his mother. He began wearing a holstered and loaded pistol around the house. They moved out after living there for less than 6 months. They came to find out many families had lived in that house after the architect's wife sold it soon after he was killed but none for longer than 2 years. The house was razed a few years later and another house built, not on the same footprint as the original house but about 100 feet away from that site.

My friend denies any further 'contact' with unknown things that go bump or walk up and down non-existant staircases in the night since that period of time.

Once when I was 21, I was firmly against the idea of spirits/afterlives/paranormal things etc. So I decided to conduct a test with a Ouija board. I won't get into it but the results were harrowing.

I once lived in a very old house that people claimed was haunted. Weird stuff used to go on. It wasn't scary and didn't bother me, but it was odd. The TV went on in the middle of the night at ear-blasting volume. Lights would seem to go on and off by themselves. Things would go missing and then turn up in odd places. Someone standing in the kitchen said he saw the phone cord (wall phone) behind me move straight out and then back down again. When he told me I said, "there must be a breeze." He said, "No, the window is closed. And it didn't move just a little - it stood straight out, then slowly went back down." I never saw a ghost, but my neighbor said she did, standing at the window looking out. She said it was the form of a man wearing what looked like a uniform (military?). As long as it wasn't destructive, I didn't mind. And I myself never saw anything. That ghost must have thought I was really dense.

p.s. Adding, I do hear things sometimes, voices, as Jaime described. Very clearly. Then it's gone, and I'm never sure if I heard it inside or outside of my head. Both, or neither.

My relatives are really superstitious, and have tons of ghost stories to tell. Some of them are quite fantastical. My unusual experiences have never been scary. More comforting. Not "bump" in the night kind of things.

After my Dad died, I would never dream of him. Quite a few years after he died, I had a dream in which he appeared to me looking just like he looked prior to his last 6 months alive. In the dream he knew he was dead but wanted to reassure me that he was all right. The dream also involved an object (a watch) that was precious and important to him and he told me to make sure we took care of it. To this day, I feel the dream was too real to be a dream. I felt deeply comforted by it.

When we first moved to Miami from Cuba, we lived in an upstairs apartment of a wood frame house. There was always a very cold draft on the stairs and we often saw a person dressed in white going up or down the stairs. A friend of one of my brother's came to spend the night once and refused to stay ever again.

I must say that since then I have never seen anything remotely resembling an apparition. Our house is a good 50+ years old and someone visiting us once said there was someone here but I have not felt, heard or seen anything.

I'm pretty convinced the house we live in now is haunted. The original owners (who we bought it from) had passed, him of old age/prolonged illness in the house and her shortly after in a hospital.

On several occasions I have been woken up to the sound of an electric typewriter coming from my younger daughter's room. It was the owner's office before he passed and still had his desk etc in it before we moved in. I got up (around 2am), hear the typewriter pounding away. Stand in my doorway, right next to the room, pinch myself, shake my head etc etc- to be sure I am awake and I am hearing it.

Stuff goes missing ALL THE TIME. Like, it was right THERE, and then *poof* gone. A psychically-sensitive friend of mine (who lives out of town, I want her to come to my house!) told me we have to ask for the stuff back, nicely. Like "Haha, ok, that was funny, can I have my hairbrush back please" and within half an hour it's back.

Best part- every summer until last year we used to go to St Jean de Luz in France for August with the in laws and have someone move into our house to watch the dog ( ) and cat, water plants, cut grass etc. 3 years ago my daughter's friend moved in (she was 19, honour student, valedictorian, head girl, star athlete) a very normal responsible girl. When we got home and were asking her how things were, she said one night, she was going to bed in my other daughter's room and reading in bed. A white figure drifted/came into the room stopped, and then sat at the foot of the bed. She flipped out, pulled the covers over her head until she fell asleep.

We have moments where I am sure my daughter is right behind me and I am talking to her, only to find she was at the other end of the house the whole time. I have twice been woken up with someone talking in my ear, and once while watching tv alone someone coughed in my ear and it felt like there was someone RIGHT there.

Lights going on and off happens too. Funny, I have noticed that the higher the levels of stress or whatever in our household, the more stuff happens.

Cool thread.

I'm glad you revived this! When I miss things - eyeglasses or whatever - for no apparent good reason, I always do the same thing, say "Ok, very funny! Could you return it now please?" And it does turn up again soon after.

I never see things anymore, but I certainly did as a child. Dimitri's recalling the nuns reminds me of seeing shadowy figures running back and forth in the hallways, doing cartwheels and gymnastics. I have no idea who they were. And I distinctly remember flying on the playground. But as an adult, I mostly just hear things now.

Someone I was in a drawing class with told me - the first time she ever met me - that she saw and spoke with ghosts. I thought at the time that it was an odd way to open a conversation with someone new, but I was very intrigued. She seemed very intelligent, interesting, rational, not a nutso at all. She said her grandmother (who had died) frequently came and sat on her bed and talked to her. I always wondered why she chose to tell me this. Maybe she had something else to tell me, but then decided against it.

Dimitri - thanks for sharing and I don't think it's a load of rubbish.
On my Dad's side of the family we have lots of psychics. I have inherited 'some' of it but not as much as I like.
At the risk of seeming ridiculous because I know how many feel about ghosts and such - I saw my first spirit when I was 15 years old and then again when I was 18 ,more when I was a little older but not for many years now . I am not afraid of spirits either .

Post script - Dimitri - I KNEW you were a mysterious man ! Your eyes....
I'm interested to know - do you know things about people from looking at their picture ?

Indie, I remember your stories a bit from when you told them a few years ago. I wonder if that thread is archived it had all sorts of interesting stories in addition to yours. I think I may have told my ouija board story there too, but it was not scary like yours.

I used to have precognitive dreams when I was a kid, but after one particularly disturbing one, I stopped having them. I still have really violent dreams, but I never connect them to any event now. I hear things and sense presences around me. Most of my mom's family is sensitive. My great great grandma was a curandera/healer and a great great grandpa was called a tecolote - owl - witches in local culture take the form of an owl, my great grandma read tarot cards. So, all that sort of occult and supernatural stuff is normal to me. When living in my parents house, I occasionally had experiences, but nothing too disturbing, except for once after I watched the Exorcism of Emily Rose. I was sleeping and all of a sudden I woke up because a music box started playing, I jumped up to turn on the light, thinking maybe the cat knocked it over or something, but there was no cat and it was 3am - freaky. I think I prayed for an hour with the lights on until I could fall asleep. lol

I also am normally empathetic/empathic, tuning into to people's feelings and sometimes diagnosing people's illnesses, knowing someone is pregnant or knowing someone is going to die or something is going to happen to them. I learned to block it out of necessity after my uncle was murdered because I started getting overloaded, constant migraines, horrible mood, couldn't stand being around my family, etc. I always knew I absorbed everything around me before that event, but after that I really started to look for ways to cope and study it because I couldn't deal with it anymore. Now I can switch it off when I need to, a good thing especially in crowds or when I have to be around really negative people/situations and can now tell what emotion is mine and what is someone elses.

I used to have dreams that would wake me up because they felt so real and often what had happened in the dream had actually happened in real life OR was related in some way to an incident that was happening in real life.

One of the ones I CAN mention on here would be that I had a dream that my youngest brother was in danger and needing help. This dream kept recurring and recurring and all the time it turned out that in the real world one of his "friends" kept trying to get him to take class A drugs and he was worried about it and ended up phoning me asking me how to deal with his friend.

I know that could be seen as coincidence but it felt real to me.

Its funny about the child reference, Lillybelle. My younger daughter often says mum I saw you go into my room, what did you want in there? And of course I was nowhere near it.

I forgot the most relevant (to Basenotes anyways) story. My mothers sisters and mother, who were born and raised in Russia (my grandfather was in the Czar's palace guard) were apparently considered somewhat psychic, read tea leaves and such. Anyways, it was my dearest Auntie Luba who was my glamorous perfumed inspiration- she drove a huge convertible T-Bird from the 70s and had a king sized round bed! She had dressers full of bottles of divine perfume, her room smelled like the cosmetic floor of a department store . She used to buy Diorrissimo to spray on her light bulbs and pillows

Anyways, she passed away (was over 20 years older than my mum) and I swear, to this day, there are times of either extreme happiness and joy or the other extreme, that I smell her perfume, she is right with me. Now, don't laugh, but one of her favourite perfumes was White Diamonds. That and Femme de Rochas. So I smell those! I can be sitting alone in my room, my car- doesn't matter. Like she is right next to me. Its wonderful.

I'm not psychic in any way, shape, or form But I DID have an out of body experience once!

When I was about 5 years old, I was playing in our living room and somehow wrapped a rope around our big grandfather clock. I must've pulled because the clock tipped and landed on top of me. Luckily most of the weight of the clock landed on the recliner my parents had just bought two days before so it didn't crush me, but enough of it hit me that I was knocked out and has some minor skull fractures.

My parents of course rushed me right to the hospital, where I was taken into the ER. I didn't regain consciousness after being hit for a few days but I remember the hubbub in the ER very clearly while I was being worked on. Not from my perspective, but like I was floating up in a corner of the ceiling, watching everything. My parents weren't in there so they couldn't have told me what happened so I don't believe it's false memories. I was able to recall it all, even though I was very young and would've had no clue what actually happens in a trauma case. (cue "Tales from the Crypt" theme music)

WAT! Wow, that is quite amazing. How crazy that you remember it!

(ps- LOVE Alexander Skarsgard too!!! )

3xasif, just wanted to mention while it's on my mind and before I forget - I love the story about your Auntie Luba. She sounds like she was a hoot. Spraying Diorissimo on lightbulbs and pillowcases...ah...perfect!

when younger, me and my freinds used to hangout at a freinds bungalow.. it was a ground + 1st floor kinda place ina very secluded and quiet area...a place so quiet that one could hear a pin drop. he used to stay at hostel and his folks used to stay out of state...so this place was devoid of any furniture..just the basic ones...the first floor was totally empty...we used to have a band then..so naturally used this house for jamming sessions...

i used to get some kidna psychic vibration from that place..sorta like a presense of an unknown force. i knew it didnt have any shape or form, but it was there on the first floor. we used to call it spooky house, but i never ever discussed about what i felt about that place. i could clearly hear drums when there was none..music..when there was none...and no, i wasnt doing weed/hash..

one day, it so happened that my freind's (Vijay, owner) freind (Wazir) was visiting him...and it so happened that all of us except wazir had to stay back alone at the house. Vijay had to go run for some errands and we all decided to call it a day...it was around 9.00 pm...so wazir was all alone in his house...we were all out for about an hour..and we decided to come back and have a good time...so we headed back to Vijays place...the moment we rang up the door, wazir came runnin out with utter shock..he was shit scared...he said he heard voices from above room..he said he could hear someone playin drums and music...i was like jeez.. we checked wiht each other and all of us agreed to have felt that way in that house. one new freind had joined us that day who was visiting for the first time. he was oblivous to all this...yet, he couldnt gather guts to go alone to the top floor...two other guys refused...that place was indeed scary.

I have a similar experience to tdi, where my Nan spoke to me in a dream after she died. It was particularly strange because it didn't look like how I remembered her, she was almost angelic in appearance all in white, with a glow. She told me to move on because I had been grieving for her for a long time, and I found it easier to go on afterwards.

I also believe that I've had several precognitive dreams - the dream will be incredibly vivid and I'll remember it perfectly, which is unusual because I don't remember many of my dreams. The most recent dream that has came of anything was 6 months ago - I'd dreamed a conversation that I was having but couldn't see the face of the person I was talking to or hear their voice as more than a strange muffled mumble. It was because I hadn't met the person that I was talking to! 2 weeks ago the conversation came to reality. Most confusing. It's never anything sinister, though, or at least it hasn't been yet.

I sometimes have precognitive dreams, too, but never anything sinister or weird, or even personally related to me or my situation. It's just random stuff. One example: many years ago I had this dream in which Eric Clapton rang my doorbell. He was really down and out and had no money. I gave him a few bucks and he bummed a couple of cigarettes. Sure enough, right after that he came out with an album called Money and Cigarettes. That was many years ago, but I dream of all kinds of random things. Unfortunately, never winning lottery numbers!

Wow, I don't know how I missed this thread before! This is a great read.

There were a whole bunch of ghost stories floating around my alma mater (Bethany College in Lindsborg, KS). Someone even said that the stories had been featured on some tv show about hauntings. However, I've googled "hauntings at Bethany College" & it hasn't come up w/ much. Also, the stories I've heard are kind of generic & can pretty much be applied anywhere. The stories:

1) A kid in my year told this story about his brother, who had graduated a few years before we got to Bethany. He was a student assistant @ the gym, & one night as he was cleaning up he heard music coming from the gym. He went to investigate, & saw a figure wearing a blue & gold basketball jersey hovering above the ground & shooting baskets w/ actual basketballs. The figure suddenly turned to the student & threw a ball @ him. It hit him & he threw the clipboard & papers he was holding & he ran out of the gym.

2) There was a railroad that cut through Bethany's campus. The story goes that a little girl & her dog were playing around the tracks. A train was approaching, & the girl ran onto the tracks to move her dog. The train hit & killed the little girl. Ever since, students will sometimes hear a train whistle blowing, a dog barking & a girl crying on the tracks, even though no trains pass through on those tracks anymore. (I never heard whistles, the dog or girl in the 4 years I was there)

3) The ghost of Alma Swensson (wife of the first president of Bethany College) is said to haunt the dormitory named after her (Alma Swensson Hall). I can't even remember all the stories surrounding ASH. One of them, though, is that students have heard hard shoes pacing the concrete basement floor. The laundry room is in the basement. One time I was down there, & I heard hard shoes outside the laundry room. I ran to the door & looked into the hallway & didn't see anyone there.

4) The Bethany library is said to have been built on top of an old cemetary, & there were several stories of odd happenings surrounding the library. I DID see a ghost there. One evening my literature class was having a discussion group in one of the classrooms in the library. Myself & 3 of my friends in the class were at this group, but we had to leave early because we had to be at a sorority event that night as well. When it was time for us to leave, we grabbed our books & bags & went out into the main basement room to put our things together so we didn't disturb the class. As we were packing our books away, the ground started shaking. A yellow gaseous figure ran past us & knocked books off the stack as the figure ran by. The four of us FREAKED OUT & ran back into the classroom. Our professor & classmates looked annoyed @ the ruckus we were making. We asked them if they felt the ground shake & they had no idea what we were talking about. We tentatively went back to the main room, clinging onto one another, & we saw that the books were all back on the shelves like nothing had happened.

I can only account for what my friends & I saw. All the other stories & legends, I'm not so sure about just because I would think there would be something floating around on the net about them. If anything, there should be something about the so-called segment on a TV show.

This is an odd one for me , as I do not believe in an afterlife or the notion of heaven etc , however I do believe in spirits or presences if you like , and am very ultra sensitive to the moods or feelings that one can sometimes get from certain places or people . which despite my bull in a china shop , act before you think facade I guess Im quite a sensitive person underneath it all

This is 100% honest , through most of my childhood windows and mirrors would often crack or smash around me - maybe because Im not the prettiest of people LOL !!!! Im often aware of a presence in my flat here which I seldom speak of but other people that visit here say that they can feel , its all very strange , maybe Im just pre disposed or senstive to pick up on things or something ???

Asian ghost and spirits are of a different variety from the Western ones. But i have a few stories from personal experience and tales from friends. As far as I can remember i've only experienced these things twice. Both were at Genting Highlands (a cool weather local highland region that is a famous holiday destination for Malaysians wanting to escape the tropical heat). Well the whole place was built around a huge casino that was built in the 1960s. So there were always stories and news reports of people committing suicide due to excessive debts, prostitutes getting murdered and the other types of crimes associated with those kind of places.

My first experienced happened about 4 years ago when me and my ex-gf took a short weekend trip there. We got a decent small room in the older part of the main resort/casino area and everything went smoothly. When we just about to get some shut eye the banging on the walls started. At first we thought it was the kids next door having some fun but made me scared was the fact that the banging on the walls started at chest level, then suddenly went up to ceiling level then back to chest level. It was so random. I could feel each bang because the bed's headboard was right up against that wall. My gf managed to doze off after a while and i for the the good part of the night sat in the toilet smoking. Next morning i told the hotel staff about this but according to them the people next door had already checked out at noon yesterday. Till this day i still think about that night but i dismiss that banging sound as caused by bad plumbing. Well my story is not as scary as some of the others i've heard before.

I used to be quite a ghost story fan but i somehow find that ghost stories from the West seem not as scary as the ones we get here. spirits here tend to be quite vengeful and inflict quite alot of mental and physical harm on the victim.

Unfortunately I never had an experience.. but I've always been a believer and have always been interested in ghosts since I was little

After what a brief summer sabbatical our house ghost is back. On Friday in the middle of the night, my husband's cell phone went off at the other end of our house (we have a sprawling bungalow) as he'd set the tone to LOUD while he was at an auction. I was grumbling as I stumbled to his phone in a dark room (a table light was on in the room next door), grabbed the phone, shut if off and turned around to leave. Then I walked into "something" - like a cloud of somekind, smoke or fog- that made me catch my breath and it was gone as quickly as it was there. Went back to bed, a bit shaken but questioning myself for sure. Woke up about 2 hours later when I felt A FINGER ON THE BACK OF MY NECK. I had my back to the edge of my bed and I felt my hair move and finger poking my neck.

Well my husband laughs it all off the next day and I sort of forget about it.

This morning, 13 yr old daughter asked me if her dad or I was awake at 4 am. I said no, why? She said she heard someone walking around our den (where I walked into "something") turn on light (she saw it go on) and then turned it off (she saw that too). She had a feeling it wasn't either one of us (perhaps also heard her father snoring in our room ) and was frozen, too scared to get out of bed or go back to sleep for almost 2 hours, the poor kid.

Weird. I wish I could consult a "professional" about this

Call TAPS !!

(yes I watch Ghost Hunters on SciFi sometimes )


I never had any experiences like you all have had but the one time at a friends house. It was an old, victorian style house which you could hear every little noise when you walked across the floor. But, the one time I was over we were upstairs playing SEGA and I had gone downstairs for something to drink and as I was walking up the steps back to the room I swear I heard and felt someone running up the steps behind me so I started to run too thinking "wtff ?!" and I got to the top and nothing was behind me.

I have seen 2 full bodied apparitions in my life - both when I was young as I said earlier on ,in this thread.
Both were women ,both were not 'see through' at all. One was completely just white but definitely a woman and crying - this was in the middle of the night in a very old english building where there was once a fire I was told later, and people were killed. She was standing about 3 feet from my bed and then she turned and walked down the fire escape steps - very weird because I could hear her footsteps but when I got up to look ,there was noone there.

The second one was a member of my family I did not know - died during world war 2 . She sat on my bed ( could feel the bed move too ) and she told me her name, then she looked at some photographs on the dresser and was gone soon after. She was in color , I could make out her hair, dress, dress pattern, body shape - the apparition was very solid . The next day I asked my grandmother and described this lady to her ,told her the name the spirit gave me and it turned out to be a family member killed by a bomb in world war 2. Someone I have obviously never met or even knew about.

I have had other experiences but these two are the outstanding ones . The others were fleeting and not detailed like these. Many occurred when I lived on hospital grounds when I was in the medical field.

PS. The Ouija board is quite a dangerous thing to play with , I won't ever ever touch one again. One experience only when my friends and I were stupid and young .