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Jennibel
Location: It's getting warmer...my mind is anticipating being on the river Gender: Female Total Likes: 0 likes
| | | | Re: Supernatural Feelings < Reply # 1 on 1/6/2006 11:06 PM > | Reply with Quote
| | | I get those feeling also. The most recent was while I was at Broomhill Hospital in Scotland...you can read about it in my journal (I think) or on my listing under Scotland. If it's not there (sorry...it was a long day at work) I will tell you again about it. There was only one other time where I felt something wasn't 'right'. That was when I was staying at my mom & dads house here in Spokane during Christmas one year. They had (well, he still has that house; mom has the house up on the river-which is better) a 2 storey Victorian with full basement & full attic. I always felt like 'someone' or 'something' was there... One night I was laying on the couch, watching tv, when out of the corner of my eye, I saw someone walk around the corner from the hallway & sit down in the recliner. There was no one else in the house...just me & 2 cats. I have also smelled the scent of lemons when there was no lemons or lemon-scented anything around. There has also been pipe tobacco smoke around 1 part of the parlor/living room. No one in my family here smokes a pipe. The time I felt uneasy was late at night. While it was still light out, I always went upstairs to the second floor & turned on the table/bedside light in the room I was staying in & those also in the hallway. I didnt want to go up there in the dark...yeah, I know I shouldnt be afraid of the dark & I'm not usually...just there I didnt like the dark. When it was time to go to bed...around 1am or so...I went upstairs. Both cats were already up in the room asleep...so I couldnt fully close the bedroom door. I dont like sleeping with the door open. So I just leave it open enough for the cats to come & go as they please & then get into bed. Now the door doesnt go all the way to the floor--there is about a 1.5 inch gap at the bottom that the hallway light could shine thru. I was just drifting off when I heard Shenoah start growling. She is a calm cat that doesnt get upset at much...just other cats. I glanced over at her to see if Sherbert (the other cat) was near her or anything...he wasnt, he was in 'his' chair. Shenoah was staring at the door, her ears back, & she was starting to show her teeth. Her growls got louder & more fierce. Sherbert then stood up, arched his back, & started hissing at the direction of the door. When I glanced at the doorway, I could see two shadows at the bottom of the door...right where feet would be if someone was standing right outside of the door. A sense of 'dark/wrong/bad/cold' came from the door. Sherbert jumped up on the bed between me & the door...hissing all the time. I have never seen either of those cats get so upset or worked up over anything as they were then. I didnt want to get up & open the door to see what was on the other side of the door either...so I did the only thing I could. Reaching over to the lightswitch on the bedside table, I turned it on. Immediately the room was lit & the cats stopped making a racket. They calmed down but didnt move from where they were lying on the bed...I dont know if they thought they were protecting me or were trying to warn whatever was at the door to stay away. But right after I turned the light on, everything felt better... I didnt get out of bed to open the door; I didnt want to see what was there. That night I slept with the lights on all night. The next night I slept in a different room without any problem. My 2 guard cats also slept in the same room with me...between me & the door.
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| Lexi
Location: Oslo, Norway Gender: Female Total Likes: 12 likes
I'm getting old.
| | | Re: Supernatural Feelings < Reply # 18 on 3/25/2006 12:20 AM > | Reply with Quote
| | | The old basement of my elementary school always gave me the creeps.. it was just a regular gym/church hall with a stage but it still scared the living crap out of me. I once had to go down there and wait for a teacher by myself. For some reason, I decided I didn't want to turn on the lights, so I sat in the middle of the of the gym floor. It was cold down there, cold enough to make me shiver a bit and pull my zip-up hoodie closed. I heard muffled footsteps coming from the stage and the bottom of the curtain rippled, as if someone was running around backstage. I shortly thereafter I heard a door creak closed. The door onto the stage and the gym door are very close in proximity, so I watched the gym door to see if it would open, but it didn't. I suddenly had this rush of feelings that hit me like a bag of bricks... sadness, almost like a feeling of loss, and just as quickly and violently as it had came it passed, but I had the feeling I was being watched from the back right corner of the gym, which was the entrance to the always locked church bathrooms. The lights were over by where the stage door was, and I was far too scared to get up to go turn them on, so I waited in the dark with only the light pouring through a few windows to keep me company. The teacher eventually came, said something to the effect of "What're you doing down here all alone in the dark?" and flicked on the lights. The cold feeling I'd experienced faded away and the feeling of being watched from the corner also vanished, but then and again I'd find myself pouting from on again off again feelings of absolute sadness... It was weird. I meant to talk to the priest about it, but he was ill so I kept putting it off till he got better. Eventually, he died, and then I left the school.
On the subject of "experiences"... A few years ago my Great Aunt Margaret died of cancer at the age of 38. I had no idea how grave her situation was, I was only aware she was hospitalized. A few nights before I was to visit her, I had a dream in which a male voice was talking to me. He told me someone in my family was dying, and that I needed to tell her not to worry and not to be afraid. He told me to tell her that Wilfred was waiting for her on the other side. I woke up slightly confused, but figured that the person who the male voice was referring to was indeed my Aunt Margaret. That day when I saw her, you could tell she was nearing the end. She was pale, skinny and her eyes look sunken into her face. Even the sun, which was radiant that day, looked depressing in her hospital room. When I told her everything the male voice told me to, she looked at me and the edges of her lips curled up into a smile. My mother gasped, and I looked at her to see that she was holding back tears. As I later found out, Wilfred was the name of my great-grandfather on my mother's side.
| [15:00:33] <SeeThirty> cause you're not likely to be anywhere that other people haven't been who didn't have protection [15:00:41] <SeeThirty> still better safe than lexi |
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