Out of Pod Experience

Once upon a time I would have said no, and called anyone who said they had a crack pot. But… well… I have been forced to change my opinion on this.



When I was about 20 years old my family had moved from a state in the northern united states, down to Florida. I recall sitting around my grandparents back porch table, waiting for our new house to get built and mentioning that I had some weird things happen to me in our previous house. I vividly recall the expression that simultaneously rose on mother, my sister and my brother’s face after I said that. Evidently I was not the only one who had experienced strange occurrences.



Way Before Ghost Hunters Aired On The Sci-Fi Channel

I recall being in my lower floor with my sister. We were doing laundry and my mother, her boyfriend at the time, and my brother were out getting groceries. It was a piggly wiggly, being that we were in a one horse town at the time LOL.

I recall a sound that came from up stairs, and at first I didn’t pay it any mind. After the third time it got both mine and my sisters attention. She asked me is someone up stairs? I said no and went up to check. No one was there. This happened a second time, and so I checked again. Nobody was home. After a few minutes, what I can only describe as a female voice yelling disjointed syllables (or perhaps yelling hey!) seemed to call down from just above the stairs. It was very real, very loud and tbh it freaked me out.


Two Years Later...

We were moving to Florida and packing our stuff. By this time I was a bit put off about the occurrences that I had there (but this was also before I realized that my dysfunctional family were experiencing the same thing) and so I was trying to be a grown up and not worry about it.

I remember taking a box upstairs and walking past my sister who was packing downstairs. I put the box in the U haul truck and came back down. When I did she had this wide eyed look of sheer flight or fight terror on her face. She asked me if I was just there, down stairs and in the doorframe to the room. And I said no. (everyone was upstairs I had just walked passed them) She claims that she saw a shadow standing in the doorframe. Not just a shadow on a wall, but a physical black shadow form.

Even though my family was dysfunctional, my sister and I always had a close relationship. She is a rational sort and has never been prone to bullshit, let alone directed towards me. So personally, I am forced to believe her... if not the uncharacteristic expression of adrenaline that she was wearing. That really sticks in my mind.



A number of years later, Ghost Hunters appears on the Sci-Fi channel. I realize that the experiences that we had were not unique in the world. I also learned that what my sister described actually had a name. People seem to call it a shadow figure. EEEP!! WTF srsly.



In conclusion

This is just some random account to you, but for me a number of rather bizarre experiences such as these redefined the way that I see the world. Especially since every member of my dysfunctional family had greatly differing, yet similarly freaky accounts.

And yes, someone did die in that house. One of my mother’s friends had a long time heart condition and it gave out in her sleep on the family room floor.




So take this for what it is, I was just wondering if any of you had similar experiences that made you reconsider the ever growing popularity of puritan atheist/scientific perspectives in our modern day society.

Typical EVE online froum stupidity. If anyone has something legitimate to add here then post below the dotted line.









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Post one had no content, post two did. So I guess now I'll say have a nice day.


Next please.


P.S. Yes, what you saw could obviously be a play of light. Especially if people were about playing with balls and running around at the time.

Well Atticus Fynch, I don't think that qualifies as an experience? That is simply your utterly random belief, through which you have attained through some other means then personal experience.


Unless you would like to enlighten us further.

With all the hundreds of billions of people that have died on this planet if there were ghosts they'd be tripping over stuff and everyone would see them all the time.

If you believe in ghosts you are ********

I didn't mean to intrigue you but I'm honestly forbidden to detail anything about it.. uhh it's nothing really you want to sleep on thought about, it still chills me out.

I do have a fascination with people that have sounding story over paranormal so I just tuned in this thread. I guess I'm ******* crazy.



Edit:
Don't worry about it. and I was just being naively open to this thread. Dancing shoes is not in my story. I was sober.

Carry on with this, but just a disclaimer I am not ****** up and I like spaceships.

Not a personal account, but I can buy that.
In that case your account is not dissimilar from my own. A house, a strangeness noticed throughout the family and an ending once you left. Thx!





The only thing intriguing us is how you are "forbidden" to discuss it LOL. Puts on tonfoil hat!

That only works if believe that "ghosts" are the disembodied spirits of deceased people. When the term "ghost" is used a catch all terms for several (often unrelated) unusual occurrences explaining things takes a little more effort. There is everything from spontaneous and uncontrolled psychokinesis for poltergeists to T.C Lethbridges "tape recorder" theory for visual phenomena. Some theory's have tried to include modern theoretical physics into explanations by attributing visions and disappearances into people or things slipping into or passing through dimensional barriers or into the folded quantum dimensions.

Whether any of that stuff is bullshit or not is for somebody to judge for themselves though, the lack of evidence either way is interesting however.

I am actually quite a believer in spirits and I've had 3 experiences with plenty of witnesses in each instance.

The first time I was something like 7 or 10 and was having a sleep over at my neighbors house. Their house and mine were built the same where they are split levels and the lower floor is a sub basement with full size windows. There was six of us in the rear bedroom just sitting around talking when we heard a single sudden knock on the window and when we looked up at it we very clearly saw one of those ventriloquist dummies from the 40's standing there staring at us (the old ovalish head and limbs made of wood). We ended up in the upstairs bedroom on top of the upper bunk, all 6 of us, and we stayed there until morning. I learned years later that the land the houses were on used to be part of a old junkyard (what was left of it was actually a couple lots down which we played in often).

The 36th st house is my most memorable. When my friend and I moved out on our own we shacked up with another couple friends in that house and eventually the lease was handed over to us while they moved out. The first thing they told us about was the ghost and every friend that we had over had an experience with it at some point. One time 3 of us were in the living room just chatting away when one buddy pointed at the side door. We watched the handle turned in both directions a couple of times and finally the door slowly opened all the way before slamming shut again with nobody there. Another buddy was in the bathroom when he got a dose of that EVP you mention. He said he thought somebody was at the window with a walkie talkie or something. My friend and I got another EVP session through my guitar amp one day in the living room and the thing wasn't even plugged in; we just laughed about it and he made a comment that I was getting really good at guitar. I also got a EVP through my pc speakers in my bedroom.
We did figure out that the spirit was female as it spoke to us in our sleep as well. Yeah seems really wacky but hey it saved me from being late to work once as it told me to wake up to which I immediately snapped awake. It also asked my buddy once where I was while he was sleeping, to which he said 'I don't know' (he talks in his sleep a lot and you can have some really funny convo's with him). After the other friends moved out we converted the last bedroom into a game room for our warhammer army battles and we had a 6x8 table back there that usually had a lot of dice on it, and I can't tell you how many times the entire gang would be in the living room chatting and we'd stop to listen to the sound of dice being rolled. Other than that we had a dumbbell roll across the living room one day (from standstill) and lots of footsteps, usually to the point where you have to get up and do a lap around the house just to make sure somebody isn't actually there.
Edit: forgot to mention the dog. My friend acquired a purebred rottie pup from an uncle while we lived here. There were a number of times where we'd catch her watching something very intently with her eyes and she'd follow it across the living room. If it went into the dining kitchen area she'd get up to chase it but it'd be gone.

The last experience was actually right in the same time period at the pizza place I was working at. There was always me, my manager, and a gal that work the day shift and usually it was right after the lunch rush that we would experience things. Most notable was a time when the 2 of them were in the kitchen and I was on the customer side of the counter, and we were just chatting away the time when the speaker above me had a serious EVP session (sounded like electronic barking/yelling). Scared the living crap out of the girl. The other memorable moment was when I was eating lunch back in the banquet room while watching tv. Right behind the tv was one of our storage rooms which had windows (used to be the old office). The windows had blinds that were always shut. Well like I said I was watching tv when I glanced over towards the windows only to see a pair of eyes staring back at me through the blinds. I left my lunch back there and made it back to the kitchen in about 2 seconds. Told my manager if that I was done with lunch early and asked him if he would be kind enough to go get my plate. Never ate back there again.

People can call me crazy all they want but I know what I've seen and so do my friends. I'm sure there could be an explanation for it all like old building design, crossed electrical signals, parents with a strange fetish for creepy dolls.....but there are still many things that can't be explained yet.

I thought the US government stopped the experimentation with LSD on human subjects back in the late '40s... seems like the food industry picked up the torch and added LSD together with fat, fat, fat, sugar, sugar and sugar.

WTF is in your cereals?