Well, I myself have encountered Lucifer himself. King of Hell. And his power has touched me. The following non-fictional narrative is when I followed a spell. It involved the killing of an animal and a special conjuration.
I caught a bird outside my house, and I went inside. I made a circle of salt around myself. Upon the black table I had my hazel wand, the offering bowl, and the Idol.
I took one of the knives from the kitchen and slit open the bird's throat, I drained the blood in the offering bowl. Then I said the conjuration of lucifer.
Lucifer, Ouyar, Chameron, Aliseon, Mandousin, Premy, Oriet, Naydrus, Esmony, Eparinesont, Estiot, Dumosson, Danochar, Casmiel, Hayras, Fabelleronthon, Sodirnot, Peatham, come, Lucifer. Amen.
I waited for a while. And Lucifer appeared in full flesh before me. His hair was black and shoulder length long. He stood at least 6 feet, his eyes were COMPLETELY black, and his flesh was pale. I bowed before him and offered the blood, which he declined. I had a very nice conversation and before leaving, he gave me the ability of Satanic Prophecy. I have filled entire books full of spells and rituals. My message is that Lucifer isn't all bad, but he's both bad and good, almost human.
Sent in by Ouija, Copyright 2010
Friday, December 31, 2010
Killer Demon or Something that Needs Help?
When this happened I lived in Westland Michigan. It was a normal Sunday so far. My mom was asleep on the couch and it was about 3:20 pm. I don't remember but I know it was in the noon. I was near the bathroom door petting my cat and I felt something so I looked up I saw a figure walk from my moms bed room (No one else was there and my moms room is far from where she was.) It was a tall man I only saw his shadow. It seemed as if it were bald. My cat started hissing. I ran as fast as I could next to my mom. I woke her up and told her what happened... she didn't believe me. I was ten. I don't mess around with spirits so I wouldn't lie to her about it but she never believed me.
The next day I had no school. I stayed home alone because my mom had to go to work. I was still scared from what happened but I thought I was crazy and my mom told me it would be okay. I was looking at TV petting my cat again. One arm on her and one dangling and inch from the ground because I has laying down. I heard someone call my name and I felt a breeze go by my hand and my arm lifted up. All the windows were closed. I lifted up my arm more and put it back down and the breeze was gone. I was terrified I called my mom and waited out side. She still didn't believe me.
One week later I woke up from my sleep. Now this sounds stupid for some and I'm not lying. The blankets flew from my bed my arms flew behind me. My legs,arms and my neck were being grabbed. Something was choking me. My head flew side from side. I tried to scream but I couldn't. I said god in my head tons of times and it stopped. I knew it was a demon or some type of thing.
So I went to my older friend. She's about 40 but looks young and really nice. I didn't tell my mom but I told her. She said around my age it happened to her. She said, "It's a demon."
A month past and I was about to leave for California. In the morning around 1 am I was sweating really bad, I was crying I couldn't move. Something was looking at me with sad eyes. It was a younger cute man. He said "I'm sorry my dad hurt you, he just needs your help." I gave him and angry look and said,"one your dad almost killed and why would he need my help." I felt bad for yelling at him after awhile. Then he vanished. So I just stayed up and I was rocking back and forth.
I left for my flight and 2 weeks past. I was looking out the window I see 2 angry people in a my Aunts and a baby in the back seat. I whispered what do you want... So I ran up stairs in my room I was staying in. It followed me and something said in a shivery voice. "Wee neeeedd yourrr helllppp." So I ran down stairs again but I ran to my uncle he could tell I was scared.
Later I came back to Michigan. I took a picture and I looked at and I fainted. I woke up on my bed with my phone in my hand it was off. I turned it on and the picture popped up it was the one I took and a ghost was there. You could see it. She was so clear her face was as if she was going to kill me.
This time 2 months past I thought it was gone. I was walking down the hall and I saw a shadow behind me so I froze and the other one did to. And no it wasn't mine there was one and it looked like it had spiky hair. Then I thought of the younger cute man. Then I said "I didn't mean to yell at you a few months ago." I heard a mumbling so I just walked away slowly to my room. I saw him again but his face. Then we started to talk and so they left me alone.
I just moved in November 2010 to California and I still see some ghost but nothing crazy like that happened. Thank you for reading this. This was one of the most scariest things that happened in my life so far. But this was only half of the story contact me if you want to know more.
Sent in by Arteja, Copyright 2010
The next day I had no school. I stayed home alone because my mom had to go to work. I was still scared from what happened but I thought I was crazy and my mom told me it would be okay. I was looking at TV petting my cat again. One arm on her and one dangling and inch from the ground because I has laying down. I heard someone call my name and I felt a breeze go by my hand and my arm lifted up. All the windows were closed. I lifted up my arm more and put it back down and the breeze was gone. I was terrified I called my mom and waited out side. She still didn't believe me.
One week later I woke up from my sleep. Now this sounds stupid for some and I'm not lying. The blankets flew from my bed my arms flew behind me. My legs,arms and my neck were being grabbed. Something was choking me. My head flew side from side. I tried to scream but I couldn't. I said god in my head tons of times and it stopped. I knew it was a demon or some type of thing.
So I went to my older friend. She's about 40 but looks young and really nice. I didn't tell my mom but I told her. She said around my age it happened to her. She said, "It's a demon."
A month past and I was about to leave for California. In the morning around 1 am I was sweating really bad, I was crying I couldn't move. Something was looking at me with sad eyes. It was a younger cute man. He said "I'm sorry my dad hurt you, he just needs your help." I gave him and angry look and said,"one your dad almost killed and why would he need my help." I felt bad for yelling at him after awhile. Then he vanished. So I just stayed up and I was rocking back and forth.
I left for my flight and 2 weeks past. I was looking out the window I see 2 angry people in a my Aunts and a baby in the back seat. I whispered what do you want... So I ran up stairs in my room I was staying in. It followed me and something said in a shivery voice. "Wee neeeedd yourrr helllppp." So I ran down stairs again but I ran to my uncle he could tell I was scared.
Later I came back to Michigan. I took a picture and I looked at and I fainted. I woke up on my bed with my phone in my hand it was off. I turned it on and the picture popped up it was the one I took and a ghost was there. You could see it. She was so clear her face was as if she was going to kill me.
This time 2 months past I thought it was gone. I was walking down the hall and I saw a shadow behind me so I froze and the other one did to. And no it wasn't mine there was one and it looked like it had spiky hair. Then I thought of the younger cute man. Then I said "I didn't mean to yell at you a few months ago." I heard a mumbling so I just walked away slowly to my room. I saw him again but his face. Then we started to talk and so they left me alone.
I just moved in November 2010 to California and I still see some ghost but nothing crazy like that happened. Thank you for reading this. This was one of the most scariest things that happened in my life so far. But this was only half of the story contact me if you want to know more.
Sent in by Arteja, Copyright 2010
Sunday, December 19, 2010
How Vampire Stories Started
Transylvania never existed, however Romania does. They are famous for soccer and Vlad the Impaler. How did the stories start? It wasn't with Vlad Dracul. Many people in that region began to tell tales of people that would not decay in their graves while others would die. Thinking that people rose from the dead because they didn't decay, they thought they stalked people in the night killing. After so many people had died - people started digging up graves to see if zombies "vampyres" were the primary suspects.
Of course people back in the day didn't know about the stages of death and didn't know that some people decayed slower than others so rumors started - nails, hair, and skin pallor all fresh as if they just went to sleep. Vice versa, medicine wasn't high tech and some people were buried alive who died of asphyxiation or the box caved in from to much pressure.
Since then, if appearing "alive" while in the coffin - they would pronounce that person as a vampire, run a stake through their heart, nail the box shut and seal it with metal, ring bells, rebury the person and then hang garlic on the window sills. THEN came along Dracul, Vlad's father who bore Vlad Dracula.
Of course, there are tales around the world that also tell of stories of Zombified people almost similar to vampyres however most people were mistaken for dead and buried alive because of poor documentation and medical treatment.
Fangs, drinking blood, and the rest of it didn't come until Hollywood. Vampires were thought to be zombies that just killed people yes by blood, but then Hollywood played it up as strictly drinking blood and romanticized them.
Written by Katie, Copyright 2010
Of course people back in the day didn't know about the stages of death and didn't know that some people decayed slower than others so rumors started - nails, hair, and skin pallor all fresh as if they just went to sleep. Vice versa, medicine wasn't high tech and some people were buried alive who died of asphyxiation or the box caved in from to much pressure.
Since then, if appearing "alive" while in the coffin - they would pronounce that person as a vampire, run a stake through their heart, nail the box shut and seal it with metal, ring bells, rebury the person and then hang garlic on the window sills. THEN came along Dracul, Vlad's father who bore Vlad Dracula.
Of course, there are tales around the world that also tell of stories of Zombified people almost similar to vampyres however most people were mistaken for dead and buried alive because of poor documentation and medical treatment.
Fangs, drinking blood, and the rest of it didn't come until Hollywood. Vampires were thought to be zombies that just killed people yes by blood, but then Hollywood played it up as strictly drinking blood and romanticized them.
Written by Katie, Copyright 2010
Saturday, December 18, 2010
The Terrifying Deadly Sleepover
Right, This is How it Starts...
There were two girls and they were best friends there names were Emily and Katrina they always had sleepovers and sat together in school.
One Time at there Sleepover Emily Asked her mum if they could sleep in the tent outside her mum said yes and they were really excited! Emily's dad put up the tent while Katrina And Emily got everything ready, food, games, drinks ETC. When the tent was up, they took all the stuff in and snuggled down to go to sleep. But they weren't tired, they played some board games and talked but then they decided to tell ghost stories, Katrina told the most scariest one. Soon enough Emily needed the lavatory, she told Katrina she would be like two seconds, not literally. While Emily was gone Katrina thought about the story she had told Emily, she had scared herself, as it was about a weird mental person who escaped from the hospital,from the psycho ward, his name was Johnny, when he escaped he murdered twelve women 5 children and 3 babies, with his sledge hammer and knife he stored under his bed in the hospital, the nurses never found it, he was lucky. Katrina soon drifted off to sleep thinking about this story, as Emily was taking a while...
the next morning Katrina woke up in disbelief Because Emily wasn't in the tent, there were two compartments so she zipped hers down and went too look in the other, but Emily was not in that one either, had she not returned to the tent last night? did she get scared? Katrina Thought. She quickly got dressed and had a sip of the lemonade that was under the covers! After she stumbled outside to see if Emily was inside the house. She checked downstairs but Emily was no where to be seen, she clambered up the stairs and went into Emily's room but Emily wasn't there, she checked in the bathroom but she wasn't there either. She knocked on her mum and dads bedroom door and asked if she was sleeping in bed with her mum or if her mum had seen her last night! but her mum replied ''wasn't she in the tent with you?'' Katrina said ''she was in the tent but then she said she needed the toilet! I fell asleep then woke up this morning and she wasn't there, I've checked all the room's and the compartments in the tent but she is not there!''
they searched and searched but they couldn't find Emily anywhere, 'she must have ran off somewhere! ill call the police' said her mum! her dad checked the tent again then stated taking it down , Katrina and Emily's mum were talking about Emily, when they heard a scream coming from the back garden they both ran out and Emily's dad was standing there crying and screaming as they all stared in disbelief at Emily's Tore, Smashed and Cut up body behind the tent. The police arrived and they showed him the dissembled body, the police replied ' I think I know who it was, a man from a hospital escaped from a mental ward last night, He was carrying a sledge hammer and a knife, we didn't track him down, it was only from the hospital across the road though, I think it was him, I'm sorry, he is going to be killed when we find him! don't worry.' Emily's Mum had a heart attack a few days later and died, being buried next to her daughter, while Katrina lay at night thinking about that night that Emily Was smashed up and put behind the tent, Lying Right next to her head.
So, did Katrina's made up ghost story come true? Well we don't know, we never got to question Katrina as she died a year later being slashed, smashed and hung on the washing line of her house, by the same man! So he didn't die... or did he?
Sent in by LauraNSoph, Copyright 2010
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There were two girls and they were best friends there names were Emily and Katrina they always had sleepovers and sat together in school.
One Time at there Sleepover Emily Asked her mum if they could sleep in the tent outside her mum said yes and they were really excited! Emily's dad put up the tent while Katrina And Emily got everything ready, food, games, drinks ETC. When the tent was up, they took all the stuff in and snuggled down to go to sleep. But they weren't tired, they played some board games and talked but then they decided to tell ghost stories, Katrina told the most scariest one. Soon enough Emily needed the lavatory, she told Katrina she would be like two seconds, not literally. While Emily was gone Katrina thought about the story she had told Emily, she had scared herself, as it was about a weird mental person who escaped from the hospital,from the psycho ward, his name was Johnny, when he escaped he murdered twelve women 5 children and 3 babies, with his sledge hammer and knife he stored under his bed in the hospital, the nurses never found it, he was lucky. Katrina soon drifted off to sleep thinking about this story, as Emily was taking a while...
the next morning Katrina woke up in disbelief Because Emily wasn't in the tent, there were two compartments so she zipped hers down and went too look in the other, but Emily was not in that one either, had she not returned to the tent last night? did she get scared? Katrina Thought. She quickly got dressed and had a sip of the lemonade that was under the covers! After she stumbled outside to see if Emily was inside the house. She checked downstairs but Emily was no where to be seen, she clambered up the stairs and went into Emily's room but Emily wasn't there, she checked in the bathroom but she wasn't there either. She knocked on her mum and dads bedroom door and asked if she was sleeping in bed with her mum or if her mum had seen her last night! but her mum replied ''wasn't she in the tent with you?'' Katrina said ''she was in the tent but then she said she needed the toilet! I fell asleep then woke up this morning and she wasn't there, I've checked all the room's and the compartments in the tent but she is not there!''
they searched and searched but they couldn't find Emily anywhere, 'she must have ran off somewhere! ill call the police' said her mum! her dad checked the tent again then stated taking it down , Katrina and Emily's mum were talking about Emily, when they heard a scream coming from the back garden they both ran out and Emily's dad was standing there crying and screaming as they all stared in disbelief at Emily's Tore, Smashed and Cut up body behind the tent. The police arrived and they showed him the dissembled body, the police replied ' I think I know who it was, a man from a hospital escaped from a mental ward last night, He was carrying a sledge hammer and a knife, we didn't track him down, it was only from the hospital across the road though, I think it was him, I'm sorry, he is going to be killed when we find him! don't worry.' Emily's Mum had a heart attack a few days later and died, being buried next to her daughter, while Katrina lay at night thinking about that night that Emily Was smashed up and put behind the tent, Lying Right next to her head.
So, did Katrina's made up ghost story come true? Well we don't know, we never got to question Katrina as she died a year later being slashed, smashed and hung on the washing line of her house, by the same man! So he didn't die... or did he?
Sent in by LauraNSoph, Copyright 2010
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Friday, December 17, 2010
Doll Comes to Life at Night
My little sister's 7th birthday is today and we went to Wal-Mart to go shopping for her. My parents were doing something else so they gave me money and I went to buy a present. I was strolling through the girl toys when I found this baby doll. She had a white bonnet on with pink pajamas. It was a special sales day, so I decided to buy it. There were a lot of other girl things but my sister is really into dolls. So I bought the doll and I took it home and wrapped it. My parents were home because they were planning a special surprise party for her.
So my sister came home from her friends house at around 6:00 and we had cake and ice cream then we opened presents. Her last present was mine. She opened it and gasped, and she hugged me and said she will take good care of it. Well, she never departed from it. She carried it wherever she went. She even took it to school and let it sit on her desk. Every night I hear her talking to it, like she has a special relationship with it that she made up. She falls asleep at about 10:00 every night. This is when the weird stuff starts happening.
My sister put the doll in her doll's crib, but when she woke up, the doll wasn't in the crib and she was on her desk. She got mad at ME because she thought I moved her. But I said I never went into her room. So she just took the doll and went downstairs.
The next night, I heard her in her room moaning and groaning because she was uncomfy. (Our rooms are right next door) when she woke up, she was IN the doll crib and the doll was on the desk again. She hopped out and put the doll in her crib and said, "You have to stay in there for the night!" That was the first time she left her doll there. The next night we all woke up to a beeping sound. There was smoke EVERYWHERE. Me and my sister ran downstairs and my dad was putting out a stove fire. We were cleaning up when we found, the doll in the remains of the fire. It had lost its paint, its eyes, and its arm melted off. My sister started crying because she really loved her doll and it was like a sister to her. So we threw the doll out. My sister then bought a new doll. She named it Emily again. She made up an even better relationship with her new doll then the other one. Well, the other doll must have gotten mad, because when she woke up, the burned doll was in the crib, and her good new one was missing.
So after this weirdness, my sister lost interest in dolls. She is now 14. But in the attic there is still the burnt doll. Every night upstairs we hear like light footsteps and voices. We rarely go up in the attic anymore but she will never forget her 7th birthday.
Sent in by Danny (Storm), Copyright 2010
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So my sister came home from her friends house at around 6:00 and we had cake and ice cream then we opened presents. Her last present was mine. She opened it and gasped, and she hugged me and said she will take good care of it. Well, she never departed from it. She carried it wherever she went. She even took it to school and let it sit on her desk. Every night I hear her talking to it, like she has a special relationship with it that she made up. She falls asleep at about 10:00 every night. This is when the weird stuff starts happening.
My sister put the doll in her doll's crib, but when she woke up, the doll wasn't in the crib and she was on her desk. She got mad at ME because she thought I moved her. But I said I never went into her room. So she just took the doll and went downstairs.
The next night, I heard her in her room moaning and groaning because she was uncomfy. (Our rooms are right next door) when she woke up, she was IN the doll crib and the doll was on the desk again. She hopped out and put the doll in her crib and said, "You have to stay in there for the night!" That was the first time she left her doll there. The next night we all woke up to a beeping sound. There was smoke EVERYWHERE. Me and my sister ran downstairs and my dad was putting out a stove fire. We were cleaning up when we found, the doll in the remains of the fire. It had lost its paint, its eyes, and its arm melted off. My sister started crying because she really loved her doll and it was like a sister to her. So we threw the doll out. My sister then bought a new doll. She named it Emily again. She made up an even better relationship with her new doll then the other one. Well, the other doll must have gotten mad, because when she woke up, the burned doll was in the crib, and her good new one was missing.
So after this weirdness, my sister lost interest in dolls. She is now 14. But in the attic there is still the burnt doll. Every night upstairs we hear like light footsteps and voices. We rarely go up in the attic anymore but she will never forget her 7th birthday.
Sent in by Danny (Storm), Copyright 2010
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Interview With Immortal Vampire
1. Are you immortal or do you only live for a long time? Example: 200-300 years?
After I was turned, over my lifeless body and as I awoke to a craving – it seemed as if hours turn into days into weeks into years… into even centuries… For me its seems like I’ve lived forevermore rather than a “long time”. But it varies. Not all of my kind are immortal.
2. Is it painful to get turned into a vampire?
For me, I felt the sharpness yes… But it was like a numbing sensation that had almost left me lifeless.
3. Do all vampires have fangs? Or get fangs when they feed?
Not all vampires have fangs, because not all require blood. There are vampires who also feed off of energy. As for those who do require blood, such as myself, our fangs are rarely seen… unless you’re a donor.
4. Does sunlight hurt you or are you just more sensitive to sunlight then humans?
No, sunlight does not hurt us… nor does it result in us bursting into flames or dust. For me at least, it is simply bothersome to my vision and aura. Therefore, I feed mostly at night.
5. Do you kill humans to feed or do you have donors?
Yes, we may be heartless beings… but that doesn’t mean we’re killers. A majority of us find ways to lure in donors.
6. Do vampires have pale and cold skin?
For me, I’m not as pale as death… though I do have fairly light skin. Slightly colder than others, yes.
7. Do all vampires look attractive to humans?
We tend to look “younger” and mysterious yes… but only because it is a partial mechanism towards luring in donors.
8. Are all vampires slim or look well trained?
Slim or well trained yes–referring back to the last question, again, it is a partial mechanism towards luring in donors.
9. Does the body or appearance of a vampire change over the years?
Well, depending on how young we are when we are changed–that is our eternal limit. In other words, we stay the same age we are the same time and day we are changed.
For LOTS more about Vampires visit Vampire Truth or Myth?
After I was turned, over my lifeless body and as I awoke to a craving – it seemed as if hours turn into days into weeks into years… into even centuries… For me its seems like I’ve lived forevermore rather than a “long time”. But it varies. Not all of my kind are immortal.
2. Is it painful to get turned into a vampire?
For me, I felt the sharpness yes… But it was like a numbing sensation that had almost left me lifeless.
3. Do all vampires have fangs? Or get fangs when they feed?
Not all vampires have fangs, because not all require blood. There are vampires who also feed off of energy. As for those who do require blood, such as myself, our fangs are rarely seen… unless you’re a donor.
4. Does sunlight hurt you or are you just more sensitive to sunlight then humans?
No, sunlight does not hurt us… nor does it result in us bursting into flames or dust. For me at least, it is simply bothersome to my vision and aura. Therefore, I feed mostly at night.
5. Do you kill humans to feed or do you have donors?
Yes, we may be heartless beings… but that doesn’t mean we’re killers. A majority of us find ways to lure in donors.
6. Do vampires have pale and cold skin?
For me, I’m not as pale as death… though I do have fairly light skin. Slightly colder than others, yes.
7. Do all vampires look attractive to humans?
We tend to look “younger” and mysterious yes… but only because it is a partial mechanism towards luring in donors.
8. Are all vampires slim or look well trained?
Slim or well trained yes–referring back to the last question, again, it is a partial mechanism towards luring in donors.
9. Does the body or appearance of a vampire change over the years?
Well, depending on how young we are when we are changed–that is our eternal limit. In other words, we stay the same age we are the same time and day we are changed.
For LOTS more about Vampires visit Vampire Truth or Myth?
Vampires Are Real
Vampires are real just as the birds, fish, and humans are real.
Vampires are not born from the bowels of Hell. They were put here, with a purpose, when God put all other creatures.
There are two strains of original Vampires… those that have been touched by God and those that have been corrupted by the race he chose to make in his image. Human beings have a quirky way of corrupting most things around them; nature, weather, each other, animals, and plant life.
To preserve life, the longer-living ones that aren’t tainted by human bondage have gone into hiding. You’ll never find them.
The strange killings in Mexico and South Central America are not the workings of a strange animal but of unchecked, unbridled killing by those vampires that are enslaved by the human race… or, to be more poignant, by the top 1% of the human race.
It really is a shame, when you come to think of it, that we waste so much energy on fear when if we could only accept and understand we would be so much better as a society. Some call vampires monsters… I call them brother.
When I was young, I was very sick, and contracted skin cancer on my left bicep. As I grew into the tween years, I had several surgeries that left me cancer free but hampered by growth and development. One night I remember waking up in a cold sweat and felt my heart beating out of my chest and it felt like I couldn’t breathe. I tried to scream out, but it was like my lungs wouldn’t let me get enough air to produce anything resembling a normal voice.
I fell unconscious and when I woke up I felt normal, still sick, but normal. Over the next few weeks I started to gain strength like I’ve never known. I ran the mile at school (the first time I ever tried to do anything like that) and I did it in 7 minutes, which for me was a miracle. My grades went through the roof, I could focus better, I was stronger.
For reasons that I won’t get into here, I tried to kill myself by slicing my veins on my left arm. I cut deep but the very moment I did it, I felt like an electric pulse flow through me and the blood eventually stopped. I changed my mind (as people do) and went to the hospital. The doctor sewed up what was left of the wound and I went on my way. The skin grew so fast over the stitches that when I went to have them taken out, he had to dig my skin out to get at them.
There were woods near my house that I would frequent in and I found myself becoming for attuned to the smells, sights, feelings of the forest. I felt a surge of adrenaline mixed with a sense of fury, closely checked, every time I smelled something unfamiliar.
I’ll spare the details, but I tried to sample my own blood (an old habit from when I was very young) and I threw it up immediately. It touched my tongue and the taste was wrong, immediately. I was going out with someone and she was adventurous and let me have a taste and it was like nothing I’d ever experienced before. The feeling it gave me was like feeling something hot and cold flowing through every vein in your body, relaxing and energizing you at the same time.
I’ll admit that I’m still confused at what I am, but I can’t stand strong herbal smells… from garlic to onions and I get extreme migraines when I venture out into the sun for any length of time unless I am wearing a hat, sun glasses, and super sun block. At night, I feel alive and my eyes adjust better to the dim light of the moon than anything else.
Sent in by Sako, Copyright 2010
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Bloody Mirror in Abandoned House
Hi, my name is Dale and when I was four I moved into a friendly quiet neighborhood with a lot of original people who lived there and kids. When we bought it the Realtor said it was 200k then my parents got it. We went around (me and my two brothers) greeting and everyone asked what house we moved into. When we told them they got a strange look on their faces and said oh, be safe. Then we were concerned about that.
After a month we made friends with my neighbors and one asked if we knew why there was a bloody mirror. Then they said that the people who lived here got in a fight around Christmas and the wife said "We'll be back on Christmas eve!" And took the two kids. So, on that day we was up all day... they did not show. On Christmas still no show so he blew his brains out in the room I stayed in and my brother slept in the bloody mirror room. Then it was like that gave the spirit of the husband the key to haunt us. My brother heard whispers saying "why did you leave me I'm sorry come back," and I heard gunshots and saw the foot of my bed push down." Of course I was freaked out.
Now, I am 13 and I still experience paranormal activity. One morning I was making my famous breakfast omelet with a lot of cheese sausage and bacon. And my dad was in the shower bro just left other one was a sleep then I saw a thick man about 6 feet tall with boots and faded work jeans on (just like my dad wears)walk in the dining room but never comes out. but by now I'm love seeing him I even talk to him.
We got a cat named cheddarbob and he started acting weird and it is only in the 3 spots we witness activity so we infer he sees it to but our other cat marbles does not. She stays calm and acts like normal cats do.
Another one is in '98 my gramma lived In Oklahoma and died when she was 50 yrs old. When we moved in my dad was at work bros at school mom and Realtor talking I'm laughing at the other end of my house in my room and saying you are cool too bad you died my dad tells me cool stories about you all the time. She said that is your father. Then my mom asked how I was talking to. I told her Grandma Ce-Ce. She freaked out and called my dad and both of them started crying.Now every time we mention our name she signals in an intelligent activity that she loves and misses us and wish she could of met me.
Everyday day I talk to her and we sit down and I tell her that my parents say hi and I tell them her response. I was in our county paper for being "psychic".
This is true people who interacted with these things no it is not freaky after a while and first time people remain calm if the are friendly.
Dale
After a month we made friends with my neighbors and one asked if we knew why there was a bloody mirror. Then they said that the people who lived here got in a fight around Christmas and the wife said "We'll be back on Christmas eve!" And took the two kids. So, on that day we was up all day... they did not show. On Christmas still no show so he blew his brains out in the room I stayed in and my brother slept in the bloody mirror room. Then it was like that gave the spirit of the husband the key to haunt us. My brother heard whispers saying "why did you leave me I'm sorry come back," and I heard gunshots and saw the foot of my bed push down." Of course I was freaked out.
Now, I am 13 and I still experience paranormal activity. One morning I was making my famous breakfast omelet with a lot of cheese sausage and bacon. And my dad was in the shower bro just left other one was a sleep then I saw a thick man about 6 feet tall with boots and faded work jeans on (just like my dad wears)walk in the dining room but never comes out. but by now I'm love seeing him I even talk to him.
We got a cat named cheddarbob and he started acting weird and it is only in the 3 spots we witness activity so we infer he sees it to but our other cat marbles does not. She stays calm and acts like normal cats do.
Another one is in '98 my gramma lived In Oklahoma and died when she was 50 yrs old. When we moved in my dad was at work bros at school mom and Realtor talking I'm laughing at the other end of my house in my room and saying you are cool too bad you died my dad tells me cool stories about you all the time. She said that is your father. Then my mom asked how I was talking to. I told her Grandma Ce-Ce. She freaked out and called my dad and both of them started crying.Now every time we mention our name she signals in an intelligent activity that she loves and misses us and wish she could of met me.
Everyday day I talk to her and we sit down and I tell her that my parents say hi and I tell them her response. I was in our county paper for being "psychic".
This is true people who interacted with these things no it is not freaky after a while and first time people remain calm if the are friendly.
Dale
Monday, December 13, 2010
Ghost Girl at My Party
One night I had a sleepover. I told all my friends to come. It was going to be a fun night, because everybody I invited came.
It wasn't too long before things started getting out of hand. We were watching some videos on the internet, when suddenly we hear a smash in the kitchen. We all ran upstairs and we saw mom's 1,000 dollar jewelry set knocked on the floor. The shattered diamonds lost its sparkle. I heard someone coming downstairs, and it was my mom. She said, "Oh my gosh, how did they get knocked off onto the floor?" Then my little sister came down and said,"What was that?" Mom said, "Nothing, just go to bed honey."
So my mom went to bed then we went back downstairs. We were walking to the computer, then stopped, when we all felt this uneasy stalking feeling. Emma, my friend, was like, "Hey, Cynth, is someone following us?" We all turned around and got the chills. All we saw is the dark staircase with the echo of metal.
Suddenly, my sister came running down the steps, crying. She went over to me and said, "Where's mommy!!!" I told her she went to bed. She jumped into my arms and I said, "What is going on, what happened?" She told me she was brushing her teeth in the bathroom and in the mirror she saw a ghost girl. She described her, and said she had long black hair, and she was holding a doll, she was wearing a white nightgown. She motioned her to come to her. She asked if she could sleep with us. I said sure.
So we went upstairs to my bedroom, my friends slept in their sleeping bags and my sister slept in my bed with me.
We were in our beds, and we hear someone coming up the steps. And we hear the footsteps getting closer to my room. My sister was getting under the covers and I said, don't worry it's probably just mom. My doorknob was jiggling back and forth for a while when it finally opened. My sister, hoping it was mom, jumped out of the bed. But no one was there.
I got up and shut the door, and turned on cartoons for my sister because she was terrified. We were watching TV, when suddenly we heard the sound of someone running their fingers down a mirror.
I went into the bathroom and saw a bloody handprint on the mirror. I told my friends and my sister to come downstairs. So we went to the basement when suddenly we heard a wood noise. I was like, oh my gosh now what?! I went into the back room and I couldn't believe what I just saw. In fact, EVERYONE saw it. It was the ghost girl that my sister described. She was behind the boarded up room, shaking the wood, like she was in jail rattling the bars or something. That was it. My sister screamed as loud as she could. We were all scared, so we moved the party to Emmy's house.
But a rumor at our house says that a girl got stuck in the house in a fire, and died in there. It could be the spirit of the little girl.
Sent in by Cynthia, Copyright 2010
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It wasn't too long before things started getting out of hand. We were watching some videos on the internet, when suddenly we hear a smash in the kitchen. We all ran upstairs and we saw mom's 1,000 dollar jewelry set knocked on the floor. The shattered diamonds lost its sparkle. I heard someone coming downstairs, and it was my mom. She said, "Oh my gosh, how did they get knocked off onto the floor?" Then my little sister came down and said,"What was that?" Mom said, "Nothing, just go to bed honey."
So my mom went to bed then we went back downstairs. We were walking to the computer, then stopped, when we all felt this uneasy stalking feeling. Emma, my friend, was like, "Hey, Cynth, is someone following us?" We all turned around and got the chills. All we saw is the dark staircase with the echo of metal.
Suddenly, my sister came running down the steps, crying. She went over to me and said, "Where's mommy!!!" I told her she went to bed. She jumped into my arms and I said, "What is going on, what happened?" She told me she was brushing her teeth in the bathroom and in the mirror she saw a ghost girl. She described her, and said she had long black hair, and she was holding a doll, she was wearing a white nightgown. She motioned her to come to her. She asked if she could sleep with us. I said sure.
So we went upstairs to my bedroom, my friends slept in their sleeping bags and my sister slept in my bed with me.
We were in our beds, and we hear someone coming up the steps. And we hear the footsteps getting closer to my room. My sister was getting under the covers and I said, don't worry it's probably just mom. My doorknob was jiggling back and forth for a while when it finally opened. My sister, hoping it was mom, jumped out of the bed. But no one was there.
I got up and shut the door, and turned on cartoons for my sister because she was terrified. We were watching TV, when suddenly we heard the sound of someone running their fingers down a mirror.
I went into the bathroom and saw a bloody handprint on the mirror. I told my friends and my sister to come downstairs. So we went to the basement when suddenly we heard a wood noise. I was like, oh my gosh now what?! I went into the back room and I couldn't believe what I just saw. In fact, EVERYONE saw it. It was the ghost girl that my sister described. She was behind the boarded up room, shaking the wood, like she was in jail rattling the bars or something. That was it. My sister screamed as loud as she could. We were all scared, so we moved the party to Emmy's house.
But a rumor at our house says that a girl got stuck in the house in a fire, and died in there. It could be the spirit of the little girl.
Sent in by Cynthia, Copyright 2010
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Demon in the CR Classroom and Drama Class
Okay so my first story are both true, I have no reason to make this up.I'm currently in 11th grade, and these accorded back in 9th grade. Okay so me and my friends who I will call BJ, Amanda, Amber, Troy, Berry, and Don. We were all in our creative writing class, it was the end of the semester. We all felt like having some fun, Amanda thought of making a Ouija board. We all agree cause we pretty much thought it would be b/s cause we were in a high school. So we played along and used a ring for the pointer. We started asking if there was anything there, all of a sudden the ring moved to yes, we kinda laughed it off cause we thought Amanda had moved it herself. so we asked are you a ghost? the response we got back was yes, then it spelled out g-a-t-e-k-e-e-p-e-r. I was freaked out so I stopped and sat in a chair near them cause I wanted to watch, so we asked for a sign to show they were their. All of a sudden don fell out of the chair to the floor. I ran over to him and asked him what was wrong, he was so freaked out he could barely breath, his mom was the teacher so she laughed it off and went on with whatever she did. He grabbed on to me like a scared child and whispered it hit me it hit me, he just kept saying it over and over. I really freaked out then. I started to make them stop but I was stopped when I felt a sharp pain on my shoulder when we moved my shirt there was a huge print on my shoulder that looked like a hand with claws. Everyone had something happen to them but my friend Troy got the worst, the demon, we have no idea how he did this but, Troy ended up with about five huge puncture wounds on his chest near his heart. I can remember how scared we were, after that we did everything to get rid of it. Amanda never really seemed upset. but I cant tell you one thing, I still shake uncontrollably when I think of it.
Well after that whole thing I got them in my drama class in the next term.We all were happy to be together, and stuff. Amanda had kept the paper Ouija board, as a joke I guess. But she wasn't joking about using it on stage. We had a project for class to think of scary stories, so we were going to reenact the classroom thing. well Amanda wanted to really use the board again, everyone said yes other than me and don. Who wanted nothing to do with it but just sat there, Well we started acting we asked if anyone was there, the ring from before went to yes, then we asked who are you it spelled j-a-s-o-n we asked him what happened to you I-w-a-s-h-you-n-g. we looked around and said in here? it went to yes. We started asking him stuff like why and such he told us he was bullied and never wanted to deal with it anymore. Right before we ended our "play" which the teacher thought we weren't really using it. We said ok we're going to close this he spelled out g-a-t-e-k-e-e-p-e-r-s-b-a-c-k. then we all freaked out and looked around we heard this loud scream and the desk we were using was thrown from the stage and into the floor about ten feet away. We closed it and we all sat down and shook with fear. nothing has every been so scary!
Sent in by Arabella, Copyright 2010
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Well after that whole thing I got them in my drama class in the next term.We all were happy to be together, and stuff. Amanda had kept the paper Ouija board, as a joke I guess. But she wasn't joking about using it on stage. We had a project for class to think of scary stories, so we were going to reenact the classroom thing. well Amanda wanted to really use the board again, everyone said yes other than me and don. Who wanted nothing to do with it but just sat there, Well we started acting we asked if anyone was there, the ring from before went to yes, then we asked who are you it spelled j-a-s-o-n we asked him what happened to you I-w-a-s-h-you-n-g. we looked around and said in here? it went to yes. We started asking him stuff like why and such he told us he was bullied and never wanted to deal with it anymore. Right before we ended our "play" which the teacher thought we weren't really using it. We said ok we're going to close this he spelled out g-a-t-e-k-e-e-p-e-r-s-b-a-c-k. then we all freaked out and looked around we heard this loud scream and the desk we were using was thrown from the stage and into the floor about ten feet away. We closed it and we all sat down and shook with fear. nothing has every been so scary!
Sent in by Arabella, Copyright 2010
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Ok me and my friends were home alone. We were bored senseless and we had nothing to do. I looked for something to do on a big bookshelf sitting next to the TV whilst Janna was watching it. I found a Ouija Board. "Hey I found something we can do" I said not knowing what it is. I knew it was some sort of black magic but I really didn't believe it.
We both sat around in a circle with the lights off and candles lit for we can see. Janna went first. Nothing really happened so I gave it a shot. It spelled out the word KILL. We all started laughing then... something bit me! (I still have the bite marks for proof) and then I started getting freaked out. I was worried that we were messing with Satan which is something we should NEVER EVER do. We kept playing it until something threw me across the room and made a dent in the wall with me! We were scared we prayed that we would be ok because we really didn't want to die.
I was praying to God that we don't die and Janna was sitting in the corner senseless and out of space. I went over to her, whispered her name, nothing happened. I tried the same thing minutes later still nothing happened. The third time I tried it she snapped at me like a pit bull. I could tell by the look in her eyes that she was NOT kidding around with me. Her eyes are blue but they had turned black. I started praying some more. I went crazy after about 2 minutes later.
Janna was still sitting in outer space and I looked at her and prayed that she would come out of it. She never did. I dint know what to do mom and dad went home cant call the police cant call any of moms friends they would all think that were joking. I stayed calm. Janna headed towards the Ouija Board and she let it guide her. It spelled out SATAN and then I ran for my life. I took the Ouija Board and though it in the garbage. I ran back to grab Janna. She was still in shock but she was running with me. We had no where to go. We hid underneath our porch while I was thinking of somewhere we could run.
I decided we would run 3 miles to Manson's house. (Manson is a good friend of ours.) We ran as fast as our legs can carry us. When we got there I banged of the door and Manson answered. "What are you doing here this late" I told him and he said we should stay the night at his house that night. That's exactly what we did. We laid Janna down in his bed and me and Manson talked. I told him what was going on. He kind of beloved me. I had proof that something bit me. He believed me now. It was a long cold night for me, Janna and Manson.
We were all scared now because Manson dint want us or himself to die. Me and Manson stayed up all night talking about what we were going to do. We cant kill the demon or whatever it was because its all ready dead. We cant call the police because they will thinks its a prank call and non of our parents were home. We were all out of ideas. Me and Manson sat across from each other legs crossed thinking of what to do. Nothing seemed to work when all of a sudden we hear this big BOOM! sound. It scared me and Manson out of our pants. We got up in a hurry and looked around to see what was there. We found nothing. I went in the bedroom to check on Janna she was fine. Now something wasn't right. We just crashed on the couch since we were REALLY tired and in the morning nothing was wrong. Nothing went BOOM! and Janna was fine but we since we did the Ouija Board nothing was the same since...
Sent in by Jasmine, Copyright 2010 TrueGhostTales.com
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We both sat around in a circle with the lights off and candles lit for we can see. Janna went first. Nothing really happened so I gave it a shot. It spelled out the word KILL. We all started laughing then... something bit me! (I still have the bite marks for proof) and then I started getting freaked out. I was worried that we were messing with Satan which is something we should NEVER EVER do. We kept playing it until something threw me across the room and made a dent in the wall with me! We were scared we prayed that we would be ok because we really didn't want to die.
I was praying to God that we don't die and Janna was sitting in the corner senseless and out of space. I went over to her, whispered her name, nothing happened. I tried the same thing minutes later still nothing happened. The third time I tried it she snapped at me like a pit bull. I could tell by the look in her eyes that she was NOT kidding around with me. Her eyes are blue but they had turned black. I started praying some more. I went crazy after about 2 minutes later.
Janna was still sitting in outer space and I looked at her and prayed that she would come out of it. She never did. I dint know what to do mom and dad went home cant call the police cant call any of moms friends they would all think that were joking. I stayed calm. Janna headed towards the Ouija Board and she let it guide her. It spelled out SATAN and then I ran for my life. I took the Ouija Board and though it in the garbage. I ran back to grab Janna. She was still in shock but she was running with me. We had no where to go. We hid underneath our porch while I was thinking of somewhere we could run.
I decided we would run 3 miles to Manson's house. (Manson is a good friend of ours.) We ran as fast as our legs can carry us. When we got there I banged of the door and Manson answered. "What are you doing here this late" I told him and he said we should stay the night at his house that night. That's exactly what we did. We laid Janna down in his bed and me and Manson talked. I told him what was going on. He kind of beloved me. I had proof that something bit me. He believed me now. It was a long cold night for me, Janna and Manson.
We were all scared now because Manson dint want us or himself to die. Me and Manson stayed up all night talking about what we were going to do. We cant kill the demon or whatever it was because its all ready dead. We cant call the police because they will thinks its a prank call and non of our parents were home. We were all out of ideas. Me and Manson sat across from each other legs crossed thinking of what to do. Nothing seemed to work when all of a sudden we hear this big BOOM! sound. It scared me and Manson out of our pants. We got up in a hurry and looked around to see what was there. We found nothing. I went in the bedroom to check on Janna she was fine. Now something wasn't right. We just crashed on the couch since we were REALLY tired and in the morning nothing was wrong. Nothing went BOOM! and Janna was fine but we since we did the Ouija Board nothing was the same since...
Sent in by Jasmine, Copyright 2010 TrueGhostTales.com
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Friday, December 10, 2010
Ghostly Murder in 130 Year Old House
Just to start off, I wanted to say that I have lived in old houses all my life. My dad's house is 130 years old and the wood to make it was carted up the hill by oxen. But back to the story. My mom moved into this house last May. It was a recent divorce and tempers were running high, I could barely sleep at night. Now, Mom's house was built in 1750. It stood through the Revolutionary War, the Civil War, and both World Wars. It's been a gas station, an inn.. and this, I think, is where the ghost comes from.
I remember Mom getting really angry because my dad wanted to take me and my little brother to Vermont on Mom's time. She started getting really upset and I knew she didn't want me and Charlie to hear her yelling at my dad. So she went into the guest bedroom and closed the door, and when she was talking on the phone, me and Charlie eavesdropped (Shhh). She was yelling and then she stopped, and we could hear her say "What the . . ." and then she came pelting out of the room and hurried us upstairs into my room, where we huddled on my bed. I had to hold onto my rat Percy to keep him from shooting under the covers of my bed. Mom's eyes were huge and wild and I could see she was breathing hard. Then Charlie realized "Mom? You left Lucy and Remus downstairs" and she started hyperventilating "I can't go down there again, he'll hurt me" and stuff like that.
I handed Percy to Charlie, and I walked resolutely down the stairs, through the hall, across the living room, and to the guest bedroom. Lucy and Remus, our German Shepherds, were standing at the door whining. I looked past them and quickly realized why Mom had freaked out. There was a guy lying on the floor with a gash on his face bleeding. He had a drink in his hand and a knife in the other one, his clothes were too old-fashioned to be from around here. Do you remember what I said about the inn? Well, it had a bar and I'm guessing this guy got in a barfight where he and his opponent were drunk.
I screamed as hard as I could and as though my scream triggered something, another guy appeared with a long knife in his left hand. He stood above the guy on the floor and I gasped. He looked at me and his eyes were not human, they were yellow and had slit white pupils. I ran, dragging Lucy and Remus with me. But I remember that the white dress I had on that day has never been the same, it's now a pale, sickly yellow with a white slash down the front. I will always remember when that happened, it terrified me and it terrified my mother.
Sent in by Grace, Copyright 2010
I remember Mom getting really angry because my dad wanted to take me and my little brother to Vermont on Mom's time. She started getting really upset and I knew she didn't want me and Charlie to hear her yelling at my dad. So she went into the guest bedroom and closed the door, and when she was talking on the phone, me and Charlie eavesdropped (Shhh). She was yelling and then she stopped, and we could hear her say "What the . . ." and then she came pelting out of the room and hurried us upstairs into my room, where we huddled on my bed. I had to hold onto my rat Percy to keep him from shooting under the covers of my bed. Mom's eyes were huge and wild and I could see she was breathing hard. Then Charlie realized "Mom? You left Lucy and Remus downstairs" and she started hyperventilating "I can't go down there again, he'll hurt me" and stuff like that.
I handed Percy to Charlie, and I walked resolutely down the stairs, through the hall, across the living room, and to the guest bedroom. Lucy and Remus, our German Shepherds, were standing at the door whining. I looked past them and quickly realized why Mom had freaked out. There was a guy lying on the floor with a gash on his face bleeding. He had a drink in his hand and a knife in the other one, his clothes were too old-fashioned to be from around here. Do you remember what I said about the inn? Well, it had a bar and I'm guessing this guy got in a barfight where he and his opponent were drunk.
I screamed as hard as I could and as though my scream triggered something, another guy appeared with a long knife in his left hand. He stood above the guy on the floor and I gasped. He looked at me and his eyes were not human, they were yellow and had slit white pupils. I ran, dragging Lucy and Remus with me. But I remember that the white dress I had on that day has never been the same, it's now a pale, sickly yellow with a white slash down the front. I will always remember when that happened, it terrified me and it terrified my mother.
Sent in by Grace, Copyright 2010
How I Hypnotize a Human
I just thought I would give you guys an idea of how I hypnotize people, I have nothing better to do, so I'll give you guys some more information about vampires.
To hypnotize a human, I only need to make eye contact with the human for a few seconds. However, the stronger the human’s will, the longer hypnosis takes. If necessary, I can completely crush the human mind or destroy the individual’s sanity, leaving little more than a drooling lunatic. I can convince a potential human to allow the revenant to enter the individual’s home or leave a house unseen, command one that has been bitten to be controlled in any way that I wish, and to force the chosen human to accept my dark embrace without a struggle. My bite seems to have an anesthetic effect on a human, giving me the time I need to feed. Afterwards, I may use this ability to make the victim forget about the attack.
Now let me tell you some more about myself.
My full name is Samantha Philomena Jane. I love to be loved and to be around people with positive energy. And normally I like to feed on the blood of women. The taste is more vulnerable and sweet. I love to help people and give them advice, although I don't like to take my own. I love to travel and see new things, experience new things and learn about new things, I would say I like to live on the edge, but I am the edge. I have a soft heart, so to speak, and I would never turn anyone down, I love animals and that's ONE OF the reasons I don't kill them. I trust people to easy. And I might be really old but I still like to be pretty. And I would like to be modern. But some people think just because I'm a vampire I have to live and talk like I did in the 1800's. But like I said, I like to try new things.
I am quite smart and I don't like for people to tell me otherwise. And some people notice I don't put punctuation, I am aware of that, and I do that on purpose. It takes up too much time. I like the gothic style in clothing, and if you see my myspace picture you notice that. I like the dark and I finally talked my friend into letting me paint the walls black. I do get bored very easy, especially when I'm alone. I do kind of have anger issues but I try and control that. I don't like to be told what to do, that annoys me. Hmm lets see... I am an empath and I can change peoples minds, I have very tough skin. I am a night child, I love the moon and stars. There is something so mysterious about the night, so free, but dangerous.
I am all about peace and love, and in the 60's I longed so much to be a hippie. I love rock, metal, and some pop. I like every decade of music. 20's, 30's, 40's, 50's, 60's, 70's, 80's, 90's, and today. I don't take a liking to country or rap or hip hop. My favorite bands are Elvis (of course) and Jefferson Airplane (60's) Jimmie Hendrix, The Doors, Janis Joplin, Led Zeppelin, Pink Floyd, Poison, Motley Crue, Guns and Roses, Nirvana, Alice in Chains, Breaking Benjamin, Cradle of Filth, H.I.M, Sixx a.m, Otep, and many many more. And like I said, I may be a vampire but that don't mean I cant be modern, and that don't mean I cant listen to music. My favorite colors are purple and black, and a little green and blue.
I like to have fun in my free time. And I do wear some make up, but I'm not really girlie. I do favor dresses, that is something I have not gotten over, I prefer dark dresses. I like boots and converse. And I love the earth, I respect the earth. I am Christian and I believe in god. But I don't hate against people with other religions, and gay people don't bother me. I hate war, and I wish this would end, I have seen a lot of war, and it feels like its never going to end, and I don't like it when people are judged on what they wear and how they act. I wish we would apologize and start over, its not so hard to get along with people. I do it all the time. And I have long black curly hair, my eyes are emerald green, sometimes yellow and maybe black. I'm 5'6 and 118 pounds. I have really pale skin. No my hair doesn't grow, so if I cut it, its like that forever, I can never gain weight nor lose it. Cats are my favorite animal, they are the keepers for the gate of the underworld. And I do have fangs, but they have to be triggered. By blood or anger... Or other things...
I have never killed a human nor do I want to. I don't work and I don't go to school, I don't have an ID and I have no birth certificate anymore, No one knows I exist. I erased everything, don't ask me how I did it because I cant tell you, but I am very smart and it was not hard to figure out. And sometimes I do have flash backs to my past. But most things I cant remember after my changing. Well I don't really know what else to say about me, if you have any questions please feel free to ask, hope you all learned a lot.
Sent in by Samantha Philomena Jane, Copyright 2010
To hypnotize a human, I only need to make eye contact with the human for a few seconds. However, the stronger the human’s will, the longer hypnosis takes. If necessary, I can completely crush the human mind or destroy the individual’s sanity, leaving little more than a drooling lunatic. I can convince a potential human to allow the revenant to enter the individual’s home or leave a house unseen, command one that has been bitten to be controlled in any way that I wish, and to force the chosen human to accept my dark embrace without a struggle. My bite seems to have an anesthetic effect on a human, giving me the time I need to feed. Afterwards, I may use this ability to make the victim forget about the attack.
Now let me tell you some more about myself.
My full name is Samantha Philomena Jane. I love to be loved and to be around people with positive energy. And normally I like to feed on the blood of women. The taste is more vulnerable and sweet. I love to help people and give them advice, although I don't like to take my own. I love to travel and see new things, experience new things and learn about new things, I would say I like to live on the edge, but I am the edge. I have a soft heart, so to speak, and I would never turn anyone down, I love animals and that's ONE OF the reasons I don't kill them. I trust people to easy. And I might be really old but I still like to be pretty. And I would like to be modern. But some people think just because I'm a vampire I have to live and talk like I did in the 1800's. But like I said, I like to try new things.
I am quite smart and I don't like for people to tell me otherwise. And some people notice I don't put punctuation, I am aware of that, and I do that on purpose. It takes up too much time. I like the gothic style in clothing, and if you see my myspace picture you notice that. I like the dark and I finally talked my friend into letting me paint the walls black. I do get bored very easy, especially when I'm alone. I do kind of have anger issues but I try and control that. I don't like to be told what to do, that annoys me. Hmm lets see... I am an empath and I can change peoples minds, I have very tough skin. I am a night child, I love the moon and stars. There is something so mysterious about the night, so free, but dangerous.
I am all about peace and love, and in the 60's I longed so much to be a hippie. I love rock, metal, and some pop. I like every decade of music. 20's, 30's, 40's, 50's, 60's, 70's, 80's, 90's, and today. I don't take a liking to country or rap or hip hop. My favorite bands are Elvis (of course) and Jefferson Airplane (60's) Jimmie Hendrix, The Doors, Janis Joplin, Led Zeppelin, Pink Floyd, Poison, Motley Crue, Guns and Roses, Nirvana, Alice in Chains, Breaking Benjamin, Cradle of Filth, H.I.M, Sixx a.m, Otep, and many many more. And like I said, I may be a vampire but that don't mean I cant be modern, and that don't mean I cant listen to music. My favorite colors are purple and black, and a little green and blue.
I like to have fun in my free time. And I do wear some make up, but I'm not really girlie. I do favor dresses, that is something I have not gotten over, I prefer dark dresses. I like boots and converse. And I love the earth, I respect the earth. I am Christian and I believe in god. But I don't hate against people with other religions, and gay people don't bother me. I hate war, and I wish this would end, I have seen a lot of war, and it feels like its never going to end, and I don't like it when people are judged on what they wear and how they act. I wish we would apologize and start over, its not so hard to get along with people. I do it all the time. And I have long black curly hair, my eyes are emerald green, sometimes yellow and maybe black. I'm 5'6 and 118 pounds. I have really pale skin. No my hair doesn't grow, so if I cut it, its like that forever, I can never gain weight nor lose it. Cats are my favorite animal, they are the keepers for the gate of the underworld. And I do have fangs, but they have to be triggered. By blood or anger... Or other things...
I have never killed a human nor do I want to. I don't work and I don't go to school, I don't have an ID and I have no birth certificate anymore, No one knows I exist. I erased everything, don't ask me how I did it because I cant tell you, but I am very smart and it was not hard to figure out. And sometimes I do have flash backs to my past. But most things I cant remember after my changing. Well I don't really know what else to say about me, if you have any questions please feel free to ask, hope you all learned a lot.
Sent in by Samantha Philomena Jane, Copyright 2010
Samantha The Real Vampire
Some of you have probably seen me on other posts. So I decided to make one of my own so it will be easier to answer your questions. As most of you know I am a real vampire. And I thrive for humans to know about me. Maybe some of you would like to know about my life. Okay so I will tell you about it. What I can remember anyways.
I was born in the 1800's and I am 144 years old. I was turned at 17. When I first woke up in the strange place where my "maker" left me I didn't know what happened. I thought maybe I had been kidnapped and the person left me. I was sweating really badly and I had blood all over my neck and chest. I tried to find my way back home but I couldn't remember, I couldn't remember anything I had done before I woke up. The only thing I could remember was my name. Someone found me where I was and brought me home.
They had all kinds of doctors to try and see what was wrong with me but they couldn't figure out what was wrong. And personally I didn't know what was wrong with me. Time passed and I never aged. I still looked 17 as they said.
They soon started accusing my family of being witches. But that soon went away. More years passed and my mother grew older and my father. But I was still "17" even though I should be a lot older. Soon enough my mother died. And soon after my father. I was an only child so I had no one else. I lived alone and in abandoned houses. I didn't need to eat so that was no problem. But I liked blood. And at the time I didn't know why.
Many years passed and soon enough I began researching and looking up things. And I found one thing I never thought twice about me being; I was a vampire. This was strange to me. Because like most of you I didn't believe in things like that. I thought it was stupid and ignorant. But sure enough that's what I was. And soon I found every file they had of me and got rid of it. So I never existed. If you tried to look me up you wouldn't find me.
Years later I met my best friend Makailey and told her what I was and I moved in with her and I have lived there for three years. Before I met her I was traveling. I have been everywhere. I love traveling.
But that's my story. And like I said in other peoples posts. If you have any questions feel free to ask them because I love to answer questions.
Written by Samantha, Copyright 2010
Check out http://www.VampireTruthOrMyth.com
I was born in the 1800's and I am 144 years old. I was turned at 17. When I first woke up in the strange place where my "maker" left me I didn't know what happened. I thought maybe I had been kidnapped and the person left me. I was sweating really badly and I had blood all over my neck and chest. I tried to find my way back home but I couldn't remember, I couldn't remember anything I had done before I woke up. The only thing I could remember was my name. Someone found me where I was and brought me home.
They had all kinds of doctors to try and see what was wrong with me but they couldn't figure out what was wrong. And personally I didn't know what was wrong with me. Time passed and I never aged. I still looked 17 as they said.
They soon started accusing my family of being witches. But that soon went away. More years passed and my mother grew older and my father. But I was still "17" even though I should be a lot older. Soon enough my mother died. And soon after my father. I was an only child so I had no one else. I lived alone and in abandoned houses. I didn't need to eat so that was no problem. But I liked blood. And at the time I didn't know why.
Many years passed and soon enough I began researching and looking up things. And I found one thing I never thought twice about me being; I was a vampire. This was strange to me. Because like most of you I didn't believe in things like that. I thought it was stupid and ignorant. But sure enough that's what I was. And soon I found every file they had of me and got rid of it. So I never existed. If you tried to look me up you wouldn't find me.
Years later I met my best friend Makailey and told her what I was and I moved in with her and I have lived there for three years. Before I met her I was traveling. I have been everywhere. I love traveling.
But that's my story. And like I said in other peoples posts. If you have any questions feel free to ask them because I love to answer questions.
Written by Samantha, Copyright 2010
Check out http://www.VampireTruthOrMyth.com
Thursday, October 28, 2010
The Immortal Victoria
When you are born, you are born with your eyes closed. After some time, they open. Unless you are Victoria Mortis.
Victoria was a natural born genius. Her school records were phenomenal. But, all the time she attended grade school, she was teased. Her hair was uber thick and stick strait. Her eyes were naturally a light purple, and her skin was snow white. Her family was worried about her health due to her not eating very much, and the fact that she was only 77 pounds by the time she was 13!
By the time she ended eight grade, her family went up to her room. Victoria was one of those 'gothic' people you see today. But her family never expected this:
Black painted wall with red splatters.
Vials filled with multi colored substances.
And a few skulls, vampire books, glasses filled with eyeballs, and human nails. (And black clothes, of course.)
Her family freaked but kept their findings to themselves. They took her out of school and went to a church everyday. The more they went the more they noticed Victoria changing. Her hair was getting wilder, her skin was getting scratched in all different places, her eyes were getting darker, and she was talking to herself. She was also not sleeping and walking around the house at night. When she slept, it was a horror filled night. Because she would scream and punch and kick the walls, even sleep walk.
A few years later, Victoria was getting sick in church, and would even yell at the preacher and other people. She would run out the church and scream into nothing-ness. Her mother was getting more and more worried about her now 17 year-old daughter and went to another church for advice. They told her to study her actions and not to worry too much about it. That's what her mother did.
Victoria's mother did as she was told and kept a close watch on her daughter. By now she wasn't eating a thing and wasn't sleeping. One day her mother got so worried about her daughter she walked up to her room and went in, without permission. She found her one and only daughter in another form, a demon! The mother was killed that night from what the doctors called 'Over shock.'
Victoria was getting worse and worse. She was getting tormented by the devils workers. Victoria often talked to the devil and called him 'Father'. As I said her mother died and her father died before she was born. All that was left was her twin brother whom was looking after her.
Her brother was the only one who ever talked to her and trusted her. He listened to her conversations with her 'father', and soon realized these facts:
1. One of the family members had black hair.
2. There last name means 'death' in Latin.
3. The devil was real.
4. Victoria was possessed by an evil spirit.
But, not any spirit. The devils daughter. 'Victoria' was the devil's daughter's name. The brother was soon killed by his own hands, by a knife and small box.
Victoria was alone, not a care in the world, alone, isolated, and possessed. She was alone in the house one day, when the priest that the mother went to, came over. The priest studied that girl for about a year, deciding to do an Exorcism.
As what the priest did, worked. Victoria was free of the curse, that she had for 20 years! She became a painter, she painted demons, spirits, and eyes. Later in life she married a man whom was called the devil himself. They had a daughter and named her 'Raven.'
Raven is my name. Mortis is my last name. My mother is the devil's daughter, My dad is the devil. And I am there Kin.
Sent in by Raven Mortis, Copyright 2010
Victoria was a natural born genius. Her school records were phenomenal. But, all the time she attended grade school, she was teased. Her hair was uber thick and stick strait. Her eyes were naturally a light purple, and her skin was snow white. Her family was worried about her health due to her not eating very much, and the fact that she was only 77 pounds by the time she was 13!
By the time she ended eight grade, her family went up to her room. Victoria was one of those 'gothic' people you see today. But her family never expected this:
Black painted wall with red splatters.
Vials filled with multi colored substances.
And a few skulls, vampire books, glasses filled with eyeballs, and human nails. (And black clothes, of course.)
Her family freaked but kept their findings to themselves. They took her out of school and went to a church everyday. The more they went the more they noticed Victoria changing. Her hair was getting wilder, her skin was getting scratched in all different places, her eyes were getting darker, and she was talking to herself. She was also not sleeping and walking around the house at night. When she slept, it was a horror filled night. Because she would scream and punch and kick the walls, even sleep walk.
A few years later, Victoria was getting sick in church, and would even yell at the preacher and other people. She would run out the church and scream into nothing-ness. Her mother was getting more and more worried about her now 17 year-old daughter and went to another church for advice. They told her to study her actions and not to worry too much about it. That's what her mother did.
Victoria's mother did as she was told and kept a close watch on her daughter. By now she wasn't eating a thing and wasn't sleeping. One day her mother got so worried about her daughter she walked up to her room and went in, without permission. She found her one and only daughter in another form, a demon! The mother was killed that night from what the doctors called 'Over shock.'
Victoria was getting worse and worse. She was getting tormented by the devils workers. Victoria often talked to the devil and called him 'Father'. As I said her mother died and her father died before she was born. All that was left was her twin brother whom was looking after her.
Her brother was the only one who ever talked to her and trusted her. He listened to her conversations with her 'father', and soon realized these facts:
1. One of the family members had black hair.
2. There last name means 'death' in Latin.
3. The devil was real.
4. Victoria was possessed by an evil spirit.
But, not any spirit. The devils daughter. 'Victoria' was the devil's daughter's name. The brother was soon killed by his own hands, by a knife and small box.
Victoria was alone, not a care in the world, alone, isolated, and possessed. She was alone in the house one day, when the priest that the mother went to, came over. The priest studied that girl for about a year, deciding to do an Exorcism.
As what the priest did, worked. Victoria was free of the curse, that she had for 20 years! She became a painter, she painted demons, spirits, and eyes. Later in life she married a man whom was called the devil himself. They had a daughter and named her 'Raven.'
Raven is my name. Mortis is my last name. My mother is the devil's daughter, My dad is the devil. And I am there Kin.
Sent in by Raven Mortis, Copyright 2010
Saturday, October 23, 2010
The Devil Really Can Get Us Sick
My Daughter is eight and saw a little at school die of the flu last year. This school is located in Northern Illinois.
My daughter claims she saw the devil go up and touch the little girl of 8. My daughter screamed at the devil to stop it.
The devil touched Sarah, the little girl while she was sleeping in school. This little girl came down with the the H1N1 flu.
My daughter claims that when we become sick the devil walks around us and sucks our good air into him and he blows back bad air that makes us sick.
The devil walked around the school and tried to get other kids sick. The devil tried to get everyone in the school sick with the flu.
The air that Lucifer blows into us is black puss. The good air has little yellow and light colored sparks.
Lucifer started to laugh when he blew the bad into Sarah. Sarah died 2 weeks after getting the H1N1 flu.
I asked my daughter why she did not become sick. She shrugged her shoulders and said. "Because we got God on our side, I guess."
Sent in by Carri Williams, Copyright 201
My daughter claims she saw the devil go up and touch the little girl of 8. My daughter screamed at the devil to stop it.
The devil touched Sarah, the little girl while she was sleeping in school. This little girl came down with the the H1N1 flu.
My daughter claims that when we become sick the devil walks around us and sucks our good air into him and he blows back bad air that makes us sick.
The devil walked around the school and tried to get other kids sick. The devil tried to get everyone in the school sick with the flu.
The air that Lucifer blows into us is black puss. The good air has little yellow and light colored sparks.
Lucifer started to laugh when he blew the bad into Sarah. Sarah died 2 weeks after getting the H1N1 flu.
I asked my daughter why she did not become sick. She shrugged her shoulders and said. "Because we got God on our side, I guess."
Sent in by Carri Williams, Copyright 201
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Forces Fighting Against My Mind
I have had forces fighting against my mind, there was a time I was masturbating and all of sudden I feel a force that was trying to create a visual picture that I never created.
I have sexual desires as well, and having sex and satisfying yourself is not profane, or something ungodly like, the girl forces a picture of dark skinned girls and I keep telling her she is not my mind and that she cannot create a mental picture for me.
The half human and half spirit people act as if I have no clue what's going on, and they don’t even know when I am around. Their is sometimes, when I feel my spirit fighting and my mind, is telling them to get out and that I am aware of what's going on.
They also looks me in the eye, they always claimed that I am staring at them, and they are always staring at me, The girl claimed that she is staring at me so, the little dark skinned girl could take over my body and write.
But I found out that was not the case what was written was me not paying attention to what I was writing and ended up writing the wrong thing.
They say they want me to be dumb and to never go to college or finish university, the girl claimed that she is staring me in my eye because she don’t want me to study.
But the things that I have enjoyed is becoming a problem for me, like when I blog, and when I investigate their lies they all claimed that they are good, and that I am somehow psycho.
Lets talk about how they claimed that I was schizophrenia, the girl claimed that she could give me schizophrenia, I had investigated that and no human could give someone schizophrenia it is a brain disease.
I then proceeded to tell her I was bipolar and that she might have schizophrenia, the girl insist that I do.
Each of these dark skinned girls that is half spirit and half human, all claimed to be Hashima, but known of them are me.
I tried talking out my problems, because they always claimed that I am never speaking, I am not sure if they are aware they are reading what I am saying or that they are even thinking and that I am aware. There thoughts are loud, and somehow thinking they can read my mind.
But they can’t so what I do is speak out the truth half of the times I do, I am trying to explain their lives with the truth and they will not Leave.
They are in my mother's home, and I don’t know what to do at all.
Sent in by Sugabear906, Copyright 2010
I have sexual desires as well, and having sex and satisfying yourself is not profane, or something ungodly like, the girl forces a picture of dark skinned girls and I keep telling her she is not my mind and that she cannot create a mental picture for me.
The half human and half spirit people act as if I have no clue what's going on, and they don’t even know when I am around. Their is sometimes, when I feel my spirit fighting and my mind, is telling them to get out and that I am aware of what's going on.
They also looks me in the eye, they always claimed that I am staring at them, and they are always staring at me, The girl claimed that she is staring at me so, the little dark skinned girl could take over my body and write.
But I found out that was not the case what was written was me not paying attention to what I was writing and ended up writing the wrong thing.
They say they want me to be dumb and to never go to college or finish university, the girl claimed that she is staring me in my eye because she don’t want me to study.
But the things that I have enjoyed is becoming a problem for me, like when I blog, and when I investigate their lies they all claimed that they are good, and that I am somehow psycho.
Lets talk about how they claimed that I was schizophrenia, the girl claimed that she could give me schizophrenia, I had investigated that and no human could give someone schizophrenia it is a brain disease.
I then proceeded to tell her I was bipolar and that she might have schizophrenia, the girl insist that I do.
Each of these dark skinned girls that is half spirit and half human, all claimed to be Hashima, but known of them are me.
I tried talking out my problems, because they always claimed that I am never speaking, I am not sure if they are aware they are reading what I am saying or that they are even thinking and that I am aware. There thoughts are loud, and somehow thinking they can read my mind.
But they can’t so what I do is speak out the truth half of the times I do, I am trying to explain their lives with the truth and they will not Leave.
They are in my mother's home, and I don’t know what to do at all.
Sent in by Sugabear906, Copyright 2010
Paranormal Activity on Duluth Georgia
Paranormal activity is going on around where I live, I live in Duluth, Georgia and there is a group of dark skin I girls that I don’t know that walk around like shadows, they appear half human and the other half in spirit form. They claimed that I called their magic fake, and that something was possessing my body, each night when I go to sleep they say that a girl name Alexis or Kara is in your body. They always refer to her as my cousin, even though I don’t have a dark skinned cousin name Kara or Alexis.
A tall light skinned man, that was about 6 foot I have seen in my mirror, I don’t know what he wants. The three dark skinned girls all claimed they are me, and that there is nothing on me, and that I possessed their body. They are saying that my body that I had for 27 years is their body and that I need to get the witchcraft off of them.
These witches have said they are associated with celebrities they said that Teyana Taylor and Chris Brown were trying to steal my story.
I don't understand they called me dumb and say that I am not thinking for myself and that someone made me smart.
They also look me in my eyes, and then claimed that I am looking them in the eye. They also pretend to be my allies, and I don’t know them at all. They always called me by my full name, but I never met them at all.
I never invited them into my home at all, I don't know how they got into my home. They say “plead the blood of Jesus” but what kind of demonic spirit tells a Christian to plead the blood of Jesus?
I have been investigating and they are not suppose to be in my house unless I invited them, and I never did, I don’t even know any dark skinned witches at all.
There is a little dark skinned girl with a Cleopatra wig, that thinks she is me, she keeps saying she is the little dark skinned girl in my aunts photo, but that was me, but she still insist that she is the little dark skinned girl.
I have seen them in l form, a tall dark skinned girl, with black robe was sitting on my bed and talking bad, she thought I couldn't see her but I could.
They say that they knew me, but they have placed witchcraft on every house that I have lived in, and when I tell the truth they refuse to leave.
They said that there was a Hashima William and a Hashima Brown, and claim they get authority from her and that was how they got into my home, somehow they claimed that I was related to the Williams and the Browns. But she doesn’t even exist, and I investigated and no Hashima William or Hashima Brown that is black that even exists.
I am Hashima Wheeler, the only one, and I never married a Brown or a Williams, so how does this fake Hashima think she has authority in my house?
She and them claimed that they someone how control me. I can hear their thoughts loudly and mine as well. They are kind of slow, they blurt out words every time I write, like as if they think I am going to write it. They also think they are in my mind, and they are not. I never do what they ask me to do.
What doesn’t make any sense, is how do they explain all the times, when I was smart and they weren’t here. How do they justify that she's been smart and a writer when they where not around.
They act like I owed them something. They are not the types that told me to enroll in college, to blog, complete a book. They look like the type that want to see people drop out of school, prostituting. Then when I learn of their lies they like to crawl looking at me, like I did wrong, trying to come back into my life.
They are always going against each other, claiming that one is against the other, and all of them are bad.
Sent in by Sugabear906, Copyright 2010
A tall light skinned man, that was about 6 foot I have seen in my mirror, I don’t know what he wants. The three dark skinned girls all claimed they are me, and that there is nothing on me, and that I possessed their body. They are saying that my body that I had for 27 years is their body and that I need to get the witchcraft off of them.
These witches have said they are associated with celebrities they said that Teyana Taylor and Chris Brown were trying to steal my story.
I don't understand they called me dumb and say that I am not thinking for myself and that someone made me smart.
They also look me in my eyes, and then claimed that I am looking them in the eye. They also pretend to be my allies, and I don’t know them at all. They always called me by my full name, but I never met them at all.
I never invited them into my home at all, I don't know how they got into my home. They say “plead the blood of Jesus” but what kind of demonic spirit tells a Christian to plead the blood of Jesus?
I have been investigating and they are not suppose to be in my house unless I invited them, and I never did, I don’t even know any dark skinned witches at all.
There is a little dark skinned girl with a Cleopatra wig, that thinks she is me, she keeps saying she is the little dark skinned girl in my aunts photo, but that was me, but she still insist that she is the little dark skinned girl.
I have seen them in l form, a tall dark skinned girl, with black robe was sitting on my bed and talking bad, she thought I couldn't see her but I could.
They say that they knew me, but they have placed witchcraft on every house that I have lived in, and when I tell the truth they refuse to leave.
They said that there was a Hashima William and a Hashima Brown, and claim they get authority from her and that was how they got into my home, somehow they claimed that I was related to the Williams and the Browns. But she doesn’t even exist, and I investigated and no Hashima William or Hashima Brown that is black that even exists.
I am Hashima Wheeler, the only one, and I never married a Brown or a Williams, so how does this fake Hashima think she has authority in my house?
She and them claimed that they someone how control me. I can hear their thoughts loudly and mine as well. They are kind of slow, they blurt out words every time I write, like as if they think I am going to write it. They also think they are in my mind, and they are not. I never do what they ask me to do.
What doesn’t make any sense, is how do they explain all the times, when I was smart and they weren’t here. How do they justify that she's been smart and a writer when they where not around.
They act like I owed them something. They are not the types that told me to enroll in college, to blog, complete a book. They look like the type that want to see people drop out of school, prostituting. Then when I learn of their lies they like to crawl looking at me, like I did wrong, trying to come back into my life.
They are always going against each other, claiming that one is against the other, and all of them are bad.
Sent in by Sugabear906, Copyright 2010
Friday, October 1, 2010
Horrifying Sixth Sense
For as long as I can remember I have always had my often horrifying 6th sense.
When I was 2 I would always walk in to the living room and talk to my uncle that had recently died. He always told me he wanted to talk to my grandmother, and when I went to get her she told me I was lying or seeing things. But when I dragged her in he was sitting on the couch in plain view for every one to see, like he hadn't even died.
Ghost in the Basement
I wasn't doing much, laying in bed, watching TV... my mom was at work. Yeah... normal night. Well my hand was wet too... my dead dog likes to lick it... even now. Well we had never really had any paranormal experiences except for my dog and cat, but when I was just about to fall asleep in a very weird voice someone said... "get out now or I will kill your family." I really didn't like what was going on so I had my pillow and blanket in hand running up to the living room. Well next morning rolls around and I walked cautiously down to my bedroom and in the corner there was a scorch mark and blood on the wall. Later in the day my brother and I's friends came over and we were playing hide and seek in the basement, lights off. Well... Dakota and Trenton were on a team and then there was Michael and I. We play weird I know... there were more teams too but they didn't see anything. Michael Dakota my brother and I ended up meeting in the center of the long hall way and saw a man with a knife coming towards us, not to mention he was surrounded by flames, we ran down the hall flipped on the lights, ran up the stairs and yelled game over! Scared the living shit out of me that was 7 years ago... I was 9.
Suicide and Fire
This is the current house I live in now. Paranormal stuff hadn't really happened to me since the day above and I never thought anything else would. Well... I moved in and chose the room next to the furnace room. My friends came over and really all I wanted to do was scare them so I told them about a set of fraternal twins and a girl named Sarah. Sarah committed suicide I told them and the twins died in a fire. I actually began to talk with these three. Well a few years later without me saying anything one of my friends mothers asked me if anything creepy was going on in my house. I said "yeah it's haunted." She confirmed it by saying that "Thought so, my friends Daughter Sarah committed suicide in the basement."
Well my step mother talked to a woman who once lived here and she was told that before the woman lived here the house burnt down killing a set of twins, an elderly man (he stands behind me when I am in the bathroom) and a woman.
I have talked to all but 2 ghosts in my home, that is the one that sits at the top of the stairs (don't know who she is) and the man from the bathroom. I am used to them... and not many people believe me, but I know they are here for a reason... and there are very intelligent spirits.
Sent in by Aireanna Marie Rock, Copyright 2010
When I was 2 I would always walk in to the living room and talk to my uncle that had recently died. He always told me he wanted to talk to my grandmother, and when I went to get her she told me I was lying or seeing things. But when I dragged her in he was sitting on the couch in plain view for every one to see, like he hadn't even died.
Ghost in the Basement
I wasn't doing much, laying in bed, watching TV... my mom was at work. Yeah... normal night. Well my hand was wet too... my dead dog likes to lick it... even now. Well we had never really had any paranormal experiences except for my dog and cat, but when I was just about to fall asleep in a very weird voice someone said... "get out now or I will kill your family." I really didn't like what was going on so I had my pillow and blanket in hand running up to the living room. Well next morning rolls around and I walked cautiously down to my bedroom and in the corner there was a scorch mark and blood on the wall. Later in the day my brother and I's friends came over and we were playing hide and seek in the basement, lights off. Well... Dakota and Trenton were on a team and then there was Michael and I. We play weird I know... there were more teams too but they didn't see anything. Michael Dakota my brother and I ended up meeting in the center of the long hall way and saw a man with a knife coming towards us, not to mention he was surrounded by flames, we ran down the hall flipped on the lights, ran up the stairs and yelled game over! Scared the living shit out of me that was 7 years ago... I was 9.
Suicide and Fire
This is the current house I live in now. Paranormal stuff hadn't really happened to me since the day above and I never thought anything else would. Well... I moved in and chose the room next to the furnace room. My friends came over and really all I wanted to do was scare them so I told them about a set of fraternal twins and a girl named Sarah. Sarah committed suicide I told them and the twins died in a fire. I actually began to talk with these three. Well a few years later without me saying anything one of my friends mothers asked me if anything creepy was going on in my house. I said "yeah it's haunted." She confirmed it by saying that "Thought so, my friends Daughter Sarah committed suicide in the basement."
Well my step mother talked to a woman who once lived here and she was told that before the woman lived here the house burnt down killing a set of twins, an elderly man (he stands behind me when I am in the bathroom) and a woman.
I have talked to all but 2 ghosts in my home, that is the one that sits at the top of the stairs (don't know who she is) and the man from the bathroom. I am used to them... and not many people believe me, but I know they are here for a reason... and there are very intelligent spirits.
Sent in by Aireanna Marie Rock, Copyright 2010
Monday, August 2, 2010
Pervert Spirit
Ever since my family moved to this house, I feel uneasy; but mostly in my room. I've lived here for six years now and the feeling hasn't left. There are four floors in this house. Everyone but myself sleeping on the top floor. My room however, is located in the basement. Now I'm not a very superstitious person but I know something's off here. There's a man that resides in my room. I've seen him a few times but only his shadow and outline. I can feel he's an older man, and I know for a fact he watches me.
Since I live in a basement in central B.C in Canada, my room gets cold. But this is a different cold. I have to keep a heater in my room even in the summer because he makes it so cold. When I'm sleeping it's like he's trying to touch me, and not in a good way... well not for me at least. I wake up in cold sweats and feel someone is watching me and most of the time, I can't get back to sleep.
He's a pervert. I can tell you this because of my bed. Now my bed is rather old and creaky. Anytime and one sits on it, it creaks. When I get out of the shower I come into my room to change. Every single time. I get into my room in my towel and I hear someone sitting on my bed, and I can see an outline of someone's bottom. You know the marks a chair with too much fabric makes when you get up. It's there. Then I ask him nicely to leave and it almost feels like humor is in the air, like he's laughing at me. Like what I'm asking is something ridiculous. When he's not sitting on my bed he seems to be around my computer. Not on the ground but over top. In the corner by the ceiling. That seems to be the best place in my room to see everything.
He also hates most of my music. He will scratch my new Cd's when they are in my boom box and I know it's not my boom box doing this. I have had at least four different and new boom boxes in the past two years. He has also flicked the lights when I was reading in my room at night before when it was late. It doesn't feel like he's telling me its time for sleep but more demanding that I change so he can see and feel me.
He doesn't like my cat, and obviously she doesn't like him. She will run and jump off my bed when he sits down, and will not for any reason go back on it until he gets off. I've tried to put her back on but she scratches me until I drop her and will cower under my desk across the room and wont come out. I've walked into my room and she can be hissing at my bed or above my computer like she's chased him away from my bed, or he gave up out of annoyance.
I know I'm not the only one who feels this.
I'm rather freaked. I don't know if he's just a pervert, or if it will get worse.
Sent in by Sarah-Jane, Copyright 2010
Since I live in a basement in central B.C in Canada, my room gets cold. But this is a different cold. I have to keep a heater in my room even in the summer because he makes it so cold. When I'm sleeping it's like he's trying to touch me, and not in a good way... well not for me at least. I wake up in cold sweats and feel someone is watching me and most of the time, I can't get back to sleep.
He's a pervert. I can tell you this because of my bed. Now my bed is rather old and creaky. Anytime and one sits on it, it creaks. When I get out of the shower I come into my room to change. Every single time. I get into my room in my towel and I hear someone sitting on my bed, and I can see an outline of someone's bottom. You know the marks a chair with too much fabric makes when you get up. It's there. Then I ask him nicely to leave and it almost feels like humor is in the air, like he's laughing at me. Like what I'm asking is something ridiculous. When he's not sitting on my bed he seems to be around my computer. Not on the ground but over top. In the corner by the ceiling. That seems to be the best place in my room to see everything.
He also hates most of my music. He will scratch my new Cd's when they are in my boom box and I know it's not my boom box doing this. I have had at least four different and new boom boxes in the past two years. He has also flicked the lights when I was reading in my room at night before when it was late. It doesn't feel like he's telling me its time for sleep but more demanding that I change so he can see and feel me.
He doesn't like my cat, and obviously she doesn't like him. She will run and jump off my bed when he sits down, and will not for any reason go back on it until he gets off. I've tried to put her back on but she scratches me until I drop her and will cower under my desk across the room and wont come out. I've walked into my room and she can be hissing at my bed or above my computer like she's chased him away from my bed, or he gave up out of annoyance.
I know I'm not the only one who feels this.
I'm rather freaked. I don't know if he's just a pervert, or if it will get worse.
Sent in by Sarah-Jane, Copyright 2010
Sunday, July 4, 2010
No Factual Evidence for Existence of Vampires
You guys have to be kidding me. Just because you want to believe in something doesn't make it true or factual. Scientifically speaking, there is NO and I repeat NO factual evidence (lore and myth does not equal fact) of vampires existing. Sure there are tales from around the world of vampire type monsters/entities etc, but no real proof at all whatsoever. Tales from around the world do not equal proof, there are tales from many cultures around the world that tell about ships etc falling off the ends of the world when they thought it was flat.
So you see this is not evidence at all. The only information of such things comes from bronze aged superstitious cultures and societies (was par for the course in that age). Most of you “believers” will not like this post and will jump down my throat because it goes against what you want to believe (without any proof). That is fine but at least read this for what it is: FACTUAL. With the known facts, there has never been any vampires at all whatsoever, this is the truth as the facts are known, and as such is undeniable. Unless you want to be called a liar.
No one and I repeat no one can say that they are a vampire or know first hand that vampires exist without providing undeniable tangible proof. And until such proof is presented one must conclude that vampires do not exist and never have. To do otherwise in absence of such evidence is doing nothing more than wishing and assuming.
Now, to be logical about this. If vampires did exist, there would be numerous evidence of them. From DNA to skin and viral samples from their victims... to all types of forensic evidence of human bite marks with elongated canine teeth etc. There is no such evidence. None at all. And for those of you that think such a creature would leave only two puncture marks sadly have your head in the clouds. No blood sucking animal (a few birds and bats etc are known to feed off of blood) leaves a nice small puncture wound. All wounds are slashing or pecking wounds. Nothing like what is in the myths or books. Its not possible. Not with the way anatomy and physics work.
Sorry to burst peoples bubbles. But these are facts and as such are irrefutable. Also just so everyone knows… Blood is actually not nutritious at all. Very little nutrients are in it. Ask any hematologist. For a mammal of human size the amount of fresh blood (blood breaks down fast) needed would be so astronomical that thousands would be dieing left and right (with human bite marks mutilation) just to support a small vampire population. We are just not seeing this.
Like I said earlier these are facts. If anyone has real quantifiable evidence to the contrary, please I challenge you to present it. If you have any proof of another subtype or another pure type of human by all means present your findings. I would welcome it. I am asking for real evidence factual and not made up or assumptions that you twist to try to fit known myths just to make your case. Religion already does enough of this.
Sent in by Kailthir, Copyright 2010
So you see this is not evidence at all. The only information of such things comes from bronze aged superstitious cultures and societies (was par for the course in that age). Most of you “believers” will not like this post and will jump down my throat because it goes against what you want to believe (without any proof). That is fine but at least read this for what it is: FACTUAL. With the known facts, there has never been any vampires at all whatsoever, this is the truth as the facts are known, and as such is undeniable. Unless you want to be called a liar.
No one and I repeat no one can say that they are a vampire or know first hand that vampires exist without providing undeniable tangible proof. And until such proof is presented one must conclude that vampires do not exist and never have. To do otherwise in absence of such evidence is doing nothing more than wishing and assuming.
Now, to be logical about this. If vampires did exist, there would be numerous evidence of them. From DNA to skin and viral samples from their victims... to all types of forensic evidence of human bite marks with elongated canine teeth etc. There is no such evidence. None at all. And for those of you that think such a creature would leave only two puncture marks sadly have your head in the clouds. No blood sucking animal (a few birds and bats etc are known to feed off of blood) leaves a nice small puncture wound. All wounds are slashing or pecking wounds. Nothing like what is in the myths or books. Its not possible. Not with the way anatomy and physics work.
Sorry to burst peoples bubbles. But these are facts and as such are irrefutable. Also just so everyone knows… Blood is actually not nutritious at all. Very little nutrients are in it. Ask any hematologist. For a mammal of human size the amount of fresh blood (blood breaks down fast) needed would be so astronomical that thousands would be dieing left and right (with human bite marks mutilation) just to support a small vampire population. We are just not seeing this.
Like I said earlier these are facts. If anyone has real quantifiable evidence to the contrary, please I challenge you to present it. If you have any proof of another subtype or another pure type of human by all means present your findings. I would welcome it. I am asking for real evidence factual and not made up or assumptions that you twist to try to fit known myths just to make your case. Religion already does enough of this.
Sent in by Kailthir, Copyright 2010
Saturday, July 3, 2010
Questions for Real Immortal Vampires
I have always believed in vampires, immortal vampires. I don’t care if some of you don’t believe in immortal vampires, but I do.
Many people on this page say that they are real life vampires and lots of them say that they are immortal or that they can live for a long time. I would really like to learn more about real life vampires, but not human vampires. I have some questions for the vampires on this page. It would be really nice if I could get some answers on the things I wonder about.
1. Are you immortal or do you only live for a long time? Example: 200-300 years?
2. Is it painful to get turned into a vampire?
3. Do all vampires have fangs? Or get fangs when they feed?
4. Does sunlight hurt you or are you just more sensitive to sunlight then humans?
5. Do you kill humans to feed or do you have donors?
6. Do vampires have pale and cold skin?
7. Do all vampires look attractive to humans?
8. Are all vampires slim or look well trained?
9. Does the body or appearance of a vampire change over the years?
That’s all the questions I can think of right now, but still I want to know: how can I meet a real immortal vampire? Is there a way to make them notice me? Or a way I can tell the difference between a human and a vampire? It would be really interesting to talk to a vampire face to face, if it’s possible. I myself want to become a vampire , I don’t like being human so I’d really like to meet a vampire and become one, but maybe that’s just a dream of mine that won’t come true.
Sent in by Angel, Copyright 2010
Many people on this page say that they are real life vampires and lots of them say that they are immortal or that they can live for a long time. I would really like to learn more about real life vampires, but not human vampires. I have some questions for the vampires on this page. It would be really nice if I could get some answers on the things I wonder about.
1. Are you immortal or do you only live for a long time? Example: 200-300 years?
2. Is it painful to get turned into a vampire?
3. Do all vampires have fangs? Or get fangs when they feed?
4. Does sunlight hurt you or are you just more sensitive to sunlight then humans?
5. Do you kill humans to feed or do you have donors?
6. Do vampires have pale and cold skin?
7. Do all vampires look attractive to humans?
8. Are all vampires slim or look well trained?
9. Does the body or appearance of a vampire change over the years?
That’s all the questions I can think of right now, but still I want to know: how can I meet a real immortal vampire? Is there a way to make them notice me? Or a way I can tell the difference between a human and a vampire? It would be really interesting to talk to a vampire face to face, if it’s possible. I myself want to become a vampire , I don’t like being human so I’d really like to meet a vampire and become one, but maybe that’s just a dream of mine that won’t come true.
Sent in by Angel, Copyright 2010
Vampires and Egypt - What do You Think?
Hello everyone, my name is Sahkmet. Okay before I go on, I want to say I hate speaking about this because no one believes me. But I just want to hear some of your opinions. I'm trying to figure out something very important. So be as nice as possible.
I have this bizarre connection to Egypt (and vampires) since I was young enough to comprehend it. I remember as a child feeling like I don't belong here, like that Egypt is where home really is. Or like I lived there before. I really feel something when I look at the pyramids. It's something about them, I just haven't figured it out yet. I have never been overseas. But I did move a lot. I've been to 11 different schools and transferred 13 times. (No I'm not an military child. No one is in the military.) I was born in the United States, my parents were also, I'm not so sure about my grandparents. They died before I was born. I asked my parents about our bloodline, but the subject gets changed every single time. My father thinks I'm too nosy, that I need to think about right here and right now and my future. But for me to know my future I need to know where I came from you know? I love him but he can be a real jerk sometimes. My mother is the nice one, but she looks like she wants to tell me something but just goes along with my father. I wish she could just tell me whatever it is.
But anyway, 2 years ago I was hanging out on Halloween with my friends and we were messing around and I remember my friend talking about this séance where you can see your past life if you look in the mirror. So we were going to try it (like idiots) but something ended up happening where we couldn't finish. Later on that night. They ended up falling asleep, but I was awake (I'm nocturnal) and I ended up doing it myself. After a couple of times of trying, I finally got it and that's when I saw this girl. She was my age. (I was 18) She looked like me, but prettier) Her skin was a bronze color and her eyes were almond shaped like mine, but they were either between a blue or grey color. (my eyes are dark brown) She had a cream and gold scarf on, it was mostly cream, but at the top of it, it was like a gold looking chain net that covered most of the top of her head and these gold shingles that looked like small coins hung around the forehead region of the scarf. At the end of the scarf where her shoulders were I could see the gold silky fabric. I remember she had this cunning smirk on her face.
Well long story short I got too excited because I couldn't believe it actually worked and lost my concentration and she disappeared. I didn't do it again. I made this sketch of her so I wont forget what she looked like. (I want to show it to you all) I tried to look up anything that look remotely to her and what I found was her wardrobe looked like a gypsy's, or a Egyptian queen's wardrobe and what do you know, Egypt popped up again after I looked up the definition of gypsy... before I go on I need to get to my other point.
Have you ever felt like you were being watched all the time? All your life? If so, welcome to my world. I always felt like I was being watched. Even at this point of me writing this. I see dark figures staring at me behind corners, but when I look they are gone I feel like something or someone is going to snatch me away at any moment I'm alone. (Full physical, plus a self requested CAT scan. I'm healthy and not crazy. I mean you think about it. You would be think something is wrong with you too seeing and feeling these things, I feel like I'm insane sometimes.) Vampyres are... well they always fascinated me in a way. I felt like they are around me, watching me and it creeps me out. I'm not really big on the vampire saga thing, I don't think I want to be one either. It has to be more than meets the eye. Hollywood hypes up everything to get money so I don't fall into the Twilight faze. I'm not looking for an Edward Cullen or Damon or even Lestat to fall in love with and he bites me and we live forever. That's not me. I like my life so far, but I do think they are interesting creatures.
Last year I was curious to know if they really exist or not, if they in fact live amongst us, or in the shadows. The things I hear, have to come from some type of truth If so, then they might really exist and live with us (or amongst us). And if so, they can hear us too. So one day, I was alone and I started saying stuff so they could hear me. Like telling them to show themselves. I knew they were there, I could feel them around me all the time. But they never showed. But it was strange because I remember not being able to sleep for a while because I felt like something was in my room watching me, waiting for me to fall asleep. I got a little creeped out and had to think about what I was doing, it felt very dangerous to the point where I felt like something was going to happen to me very soon if I continued... so I stopped. At least for that year.
So last year I was at Virginia Beach for this campus conference and it was getting dark. The beach was closing, but I continued to walk along the shore for a minute. I started to think about vampyres amongst us again and told them to come out and show themselves. No one was around and no one could hear me while I was doing this. But all of a sudden I felt like something was watching me again so I stopped and looked around and nothing was there (at least from what I can see) but it felt like someone was right behind me. So I started to jog. I looked around me again and nothing was there, but when I turned around this guy was right in front of me. I stopped and he just stared at me for a minute and said "hello, you were looking for someone." I was so startled that I forgot what I was just doing and said no. I saw him smile a little, and he said "you sure?" but I thought he could've been a serial killer so I hurried around him and got off the beach.
The next morning, I got up and walked back to the beach because I noticed what might have happened that night. He might have been what I was looking for. I wanted to try it again, but this chick walks up to me. She was passing out flyers for a free concert later on that day on the beach and I started to help her. Long story short, we separated. I walked up under this dock/bridge type thing? and this guy was sitting under it. He looked bored like he needed some fun, so I asked him if he wanted to come to the concert. He didn't say anything, he just got up and walked up to me and that's when my heart dropped because I noticed he looked just like that same dude from that night before. I could see him better too. He was about 6"1, looked like he was around my age. Brunette hair a little fair skinned to be in Virginia Beach. He didn't have a tan, which was weird walking around there in the summer. Even if he didn't tan he would've turn a little red. But it was nothing. His eyes were red. Not the whole thing, they were white. His iris was a burnt red and it had a ring around the iris that was a lighter red than the iris. I know it wasn't contacts, I definitely know the difference between a real and fake eye color.I wear them myself sometimes. I was looking really hard too. He never said anything, but he took the flyer and didn't look at it. He was just staring at me like I was something to eat. I don't know, but for some reason I have a gut feeling that he had to be what I was looking for. He had to be a vampyre or something. His look was freaking me out, and I wanted to leave, but I couldn't stop looking at him. At all. I tried to make some type of conversation since he was making me feel awkward. So I asked him his name. His name was Matt, short for Matthew. Still looking at me. So I told him my name was Sahkmet. He looked at me totally different when I said that. I was kinda regretting I told him my name. I heard him repeat it under his breath. Then he just shook his head and scratched his forehead and backed away. Before I could say anything he said he had to go and he'll see me at the concert. I was a little upset. I felt insulted, what was so wrong with my name? I was going to ask him at the concert, but I didn't see him after that.
I started to get really curious. A couple weeks later I brought it up with my mom. Of course my father wasn't going to tell me anything, so I asked my mother. But all she told me was my name is an ancient Egyptian name (which she has told me before) and it is an ancient goddess who had a head like a lion and It meant "she who is powerful" and "lioness". (Fun fact: I'm a Leo. July 25th)
So I looked up Sahkmet this year a couple of months ago and found out that she was supposedly one of the first vampyres. She was created by Ra to destroy humans who wouldn't worship him. She was a fierce warrior and drank the blood of the mortals that she killed. But her bloodlust was out of control so Ra tricked her and put a red liquid that was drugged some place where she was sure to go. So he put it in the Nile, basically so she can drink it and fall into a deep sleep and she fell for it.
Basically Sahkmet was a vampire. She was Egyptian. That girl I saw in the mirror was Egyptian. A 'gypsy' is a member of a wandering race of an Indian origin, and was believed to have come from Egypt. Gypsy derives from the word Egyptian. Well that's my life story.I told you guys most of it, I don't want to write anymore, but if you do need more info. Just ask. I'm just wondering what you guys think. Let me know ASAP.
Thanks!
Sent in by Sahkmet, Copyright 2010
I have this bizarre connection to Egypt (and vampires) since I was young enough to comprehend it. I remember as a child feeling like I don't belong here, like that Egypt is where home really is. Or like I lived there before. I really feel something when I look at the pyramids. It's something about them, I just haven't figured it out yet. I have never been overseas. But I did move a lot. I've been to 11 different schools and transferred 13 times. (No I'm not an military child. No one is in the military.) I was born in the United States, my parents were also, I'm not so sure about my grandparents. They died before I was born. I asked my parents about our bloodline, but the subject gets changed every single time. My father thinks I'm too nosy, that I need to think about right here and right now and my future. But for me to know my future I need to know where I came from you know? I love him but he can be a real jerk sometimes. My mother is the nice one, but she looks like she wants to tell me something but just goes along with my father. I wish she could just tell me whatever it is.
But anyway, 2 years ago I was hanging out on Halloween with my friends and we were messing around and I remember my friend talking about this séance where you can see your past life if you look in the mirror. So we were going to try it (like idiots) but something ended up happening where we couldn't finish. Later on that night. They ended up falling asleep, but I was awake (I'm nocturnal) and I ended up doing it myself. After a couple of times of trying, I finally got it and that's when I saw this girl. She was my age. (I was 18) She looked like me, but prettier) Her skin was a bronze color and her eyes were almond shaped like mine, but they were either between a blue or grey color. (my eyes are dark brown) She had a cream and gold scarf on, it was mostly cream, but at the top of it, it was like a gold looking chain net that covered most of the top of her head and these gold shingles that looked like small coins hung around the forehead region of the scarf. At the end of the scarf where her shoulders were I could see the gold silky fabric. I remember she had this cunning smirk on her face.
Well long story short I got too excited because I couldn't believe it actually worked and lost my concentration and she disappeared. I didn't do it again. I made this sketch of her so I wont forget what she looked like. (I want to show it to you all) I tried to look up anything that look remotely to her and what I found was her wardrobe looked like a gypsy's, or a Egyptian queen's wardrobe and what do you know, Egypt popped up again after I looked up the definition of gypsy... before I go on I need to get to my other point.
Have you ever felt like you were being watched all the time? All your life? If so, welcome to my world. I always felt like I was being watched. Even at this point of me writing this. I see dark figures staring at me behind corners, but when I look they are gone I feel like something or someone is going to snatch me away at any moment I'm alone. (Full physical, plus a self requested CAT scan. I'm healthy and not crazy. I mean you think about it. You would be think something is wrong with you too seeing and feeling these things, I feel like I'm insane sometimes.) Vampyres are... well they always fascinated me in a way. I felt like they are around me, watching me and it creeps me out. I'm not really big on the vampire saga thing, I don't think I want to be one either. It has to be more than meets the eye. Hollywood hypes up everything to get money so I don't fall into the Twilight faze. I'm not looking for an Edward Cullen or Damon or even Lestat to fall in love with and he bites me and we live forever. That's not me. I like my life so far, but I do think they are interesting creatures.
Last year I was curious to know if they really exist or not, if they in fact live amongst us, or in the shadows. The things I hear, have to come from some type of truth If so, then they might really exist and live with us (or amongst us). And if so, they can hear us too. So one day, I was alone and I started saying stuff so they could hear me. Like telling them to show themselves. I knew they were there, I could feel them around me all the time. But they never showed. But it was strange because I remember not being able to sleep for a while because I felt like something was in my room watching me, waiting for me to fall asleep. I got a little creeped out and had to think about what I was doing, it felt very dangerous to the point where I felt like something was going to happen to me very soon if I continued... so I stopped. At least for that year.
So last year I was at Virginia Beach for this campus conference and it was getting dark. The beach was closing, but I continued to walk along the shore for a minute. I started to think about vampyres amongst us again and told them to come out and show themselves. No one was around and no one could hear me while I was doing this. But all of a sudden I felt like something was watching me again so I stopped and looked around and nothing was there (at least from what I can see) but it felt like someone was right behind me. So I started to jog. I looked around me again and nothing was there, but when I turned around this guy was right in front of me. I stopped and he just stared at me for a minute and said "hello, you were looking for someone." I was so startled that I forgot what I was just doing and said no. I saw him smile a little, and he said "you sure?" but I thought he could've been a serial killer so I hurried around him and got off the beach.
The next morning, I got up and walked back to the beach because I noticed what might have happened that night. He might have been what I was looking for. I wanted to try it again, but this chick walks up to me. She was passing out flyers for a free concert later on that day on the beach and I started to help her. Long story short, we separated. I walked up under this dock/bridge type thing? and this guy was sitting under it. He looked bored like he needed some fun, so I asked him if he wanted to come to the concert. He didn't say anything, he just got up and walked up to me and that's when my heart dropped because I noticed he looked just like that same dude from that night before. I could see him better too. He was about 6"1, looked like he was around my age. Brunette hair a little fair skinned to be in Virginia Beach. He didn't have a tan, which was weird walking around there in the summer. Even if he didn't tan he would've turn a little red. But it was nothing. His eyes were red. Not the whole thing, they were white. His iris was a burnt red and it had a ring around the iris that was a lighter red than the iris. I know it wasn't contacts, I definitely know the difference between a real and fake eye color.I wear them myself sometimes. I was looking really hard too. He never said anything, but he took the flyer and didn't look at it. He was just staring at me like I was something to eat. I don't know, but for some reason I have a gut feeling that he had to be what I was looking for. He had to be a vampyre or something. His look was freaking me out, and I wanted to leave, but I couldn't stop looking at him. At all. I tried to make some type of conversation since he was making me feel awkward. So I asked him his name. His name was Matt, short for Matthew. Still looking at me. So I told him my name was Sahkmet. He looked at me totally different when I said that. I was kinda regretting I told him my name. I heard him repeat it under his breath. Then he just shook his head and scratched his forehead and backed away. Before I could say anything he said he had to go and he'll see me at the concert. I was a little upset. I felt insulted, what was so wrong with my name? I was going to ask him at the concert, but I didn't see him after that.
I started to get really curious. A couple weeks later I brought it up with my mom. Of course my father wasn't going to tell me anything, so I asked my mother. But all she told me was my name is an ancient Egyptian name (which she has told me before) and it is an ancient goddess who had a head like a lion and It meant "she who is powerful" and "lioness". (Fun fact: I'm a Leo. July 25th)
So I looked up Sahkmet this year a couple of months ago and found out that she was supposedly one of the first vampyres. She was created by Ra to destroy humans who wouldn't worship him. She was a fierce warrior and drank the blood of the mortals that she killed. But her bloodlust was out of control so Ra tricked her and put a red liquid that was drugged some place where she was sure to go. So he put it in the Nile, basically so she can drink it and fall into a deep sleep and she fell for it.
Basically Sahkmet was a vampire. She was Egyptian. That girl I saw in the mirror was Egyptian. A 'gypsy' is a member of a wandering race of an Indian origin, and was believed to have come from Egypt. Gypsy derives from the word Egyptian. Well that's my life story.I told you guys most of it, I don't want to write anymore, but if you do need more info. Just ask. I'm just wondering what you guys think. Let me know ASAP.
Thanks!
Sent in by Sahkmet, Copyright 2010
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Writing Contest Over $200 Cash + Books & T Shirts
Talk Paranormal's Second Annual Fiction Story Writing Contest
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The Weiser Field Guide To Witches
The Witches Almanac Issue 30
Vampyre Sanguinomicon
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Wednesday, June 16, 2010
The Ghost Bride in Big Fork Church Of God
The Ghost Bride in a Black Dress
One night I was at church and I was in one room all alone except my cousin Gary reading the Bible. I wasn't sure that we were alone. All of a sudden we heard high-heel shoes walking down the Isle. Then we heard an organ playing like at a wedding.
All of a sudden I looked back and I saw a bride in her Black Dress. Then we had a chill go down our spines. She looked like she was bloody around her mouth like her tongue had been cut off. Her hair was full of dirt and blood except for her black hair.
We heard the rumor that there was a ghost bride at Big Fork Church Of God in Eastern Ky. We wanted to see it ourselves. So Gary got us a ride and we went to stay the night there.
Since we were going to be there all night Gary brought his Lap top and did some research on that mysterious bride. It said to be that she was murdered at that church on that day of her wedding and it was that very same night we were there. It was July 20, 2005.
Her name was to be told as Cindy Begley. She was murdered by her ex-husband because he was hidden at the church. He was in the basement and she went down there to get ready. She tried to fight him off but couldn't and she was stabbed by the knife he owned.
He drug her down to the forest and buried her alive. She suffocated under the dirt. She got out a day later by digging. She went and killed herself because she went mentally challenged.
Still every July 20th she kills herself again and so on. So we saw her and she walked down the isle kissed her groom and killed herself.
We got out of that place really fast and now today I remember it like it was yesterday. So never stop believing in ghosts because they are real. So I will write more again sometime that's the story.
Sent in by Ghost, Copyright 2010
One night I was at church and I was in one room all alone except my cousin Gary reading the Bible. I wasn't sure that we were alone. All of a sudden we heard high-heel shoes walking down the Isle. Then we heard an organ playing like at a wedding.
All of a sudden I looked back and I saw a bride in her Black Dress. Then we had a chill go down our spines. She looked like she was bloody around her mouth like her tongue had been cut off. Her hair was full of dirt and blood except for her black hair.
We heard the rumor that there was a ghost bride at Big Fork Church Of God in Eastern Ky. We wanted to see it ourselves. So Gary got us a ride and we went to stay the night there.
Since we were going to be there all night Gary brought his Lap top and did some research on that mysterious bride. It said to be that she was murdered at that church on that day of her wedding and it was that very same night we were there. It was July 20, 2005.
Her name was to be told as Cindy Begley. She was murdered by her ex-husband because he was hidden at the church. He was in the basement and she went down there to get ready. She tried to fight him off but couldn't and she was stabbed by the knife he owned.
He drug her down to the forest and buried her alive. She suffocated under the dirt. She got out a day later by digging. She went and killed herself because she went mentally challenged.
Still every July 20th she kills herself again and so on. So we saw her and she walked down the isle kissed her groom and killed herself.
We got out of that place really fast and now today I remember it like it was yesterday. So never stop believing in ghosts because they are real. So I will write more again sometime that's the story.
Sent in by Ghost, Copyright 2010
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Back Yard of a Haunted Mansion
me and my friend were riding our bikes, it was night time about to be midnight and we happened to pass by this mansion that we have been told was haunted. I had my camera and he said we should go back and take pictures to see if we could find anything. we put our bikes down and started walking in acting tough like we weren't afraid but we both were. it was silent, no cars were on the street, no lights were on in any house around. I looked at my phone and it was midnight with a full moon out. he wanted to leave but I said lets stay for another 5 minutes or so. we took a few pictures and found nothing. as we were going to leave I felt something or someone touch the back of my neck, so I asked my friend if it was him he said no. when I turned around I looked at a certain spot where a big old tree was, and I saw a black figure standing near it. I told my friend to look slowly and when he looked he said he seen nothing.
I took a picture and it wasn't there. I went back in alone because I wasn't leaving without knowing what it was, that's just the kind of person I am. when I went towards the tree a black cat ran out and ran across the lot. I said "if there's a ghost here show yourself, and started cussing". I took a picture and in the picture was a figure of a butcher knife, right near the right side of the tree. I blinked my eyes and held them shut for a second or two and opened them to see my friend on my side eyes wide open, spooked. I looked at the tree and there was a heavy figured man, almost a black figure but it was holding a black cat, a butchers knife and I could see his facial expression. he looked to be smiling, like an evil smile that he was laughing at us. we ran back to our bikes and they weren't there, we looked around but no bikes. we turned around one last time to look and the man was standing there waving at us still with that smile on his face, so me and my friend just ran home, ran and ran did not stop running until we got home. we went to sleep and woke up the next afternoon and wanted to go back to that mansion. we went back and our bikes were in the same exact position, order, and place as we put them last night. we picked them up, rode thru the yard and seen a headless black cat lying near a bush.
I wont ever forget that day, and now every time I see a butcher, or a butcher knife I get chills down my spine.
some advice, don't swear at something you are scared of. I don't think they like it too much.
Sent in by Joshua Anthony Ardente, Copyright 2010
I took a picture and it wasn't there. I went back in alone because I wasn't leaving without knowing what it was, that's just the kind of person I am. when I went towards the tree a black cat ran out and ran across the lot. I said "if there's a ghost here show yourself, and started cussing". I took a picture and in the picture was a figure of a butcher knife, right near the right side of the tree. I blinked my eyes and held them shut for a second or two and opened them to see my friend on my side eyes wide open, spooked. I looked at the tree and there was a heavy figured man, almost a black figure but it was holding a black cat, a butchers knife and I could see his facial expression. he looked to be smiling, like an evil smile that he was laughing at us. we ran back to our bikes and they weren't there, we looked around but no bikes. we turned around one last time to look and the man was standing there waving at us still with that smile on his face, so me and my friend just ran home, ran and ran did not stop running until we got home. we went to sleep and woke up the next afternoon and wanted to go back to that mansion. we went back and our bikes were in the same exact position, order, and place as we put them last night. we picked them up, rode thru the yard and seen a headless black cat lying near a bush.
I wont ever forget that day, and now every time I see a butcher, or a butcher knife I get chills down my spine.
some advice, don't swear at something you are scared of. I don't think they like it too much.
Sent in by Joshua Anthony Ardente, Copyright 2010
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Selena's Ghost
At the end of the in CD there is an interview with the Artist who tells a story about one of the many ghost stories along the Gulf Coast. This one spoke about seeing Selena's walking along the shores of Corpus Christi Beach on hot, quite summer nights. According to people who knew Selena's history, she had led a very troubled childhood, after her father forced her to quit school in order to work and support the family. Anyone who has met him, knows he is large man with a pine apple complexion and looks like Panama's Dictator Mannel Noriega. He had dreams of being a big time promoter and obligated his kids to perform, then treated them harshly. He literally stole Selena's childhood from her by forcing her to perform in the family business which he ran like a dictator. He forced her to drop out of high school, so she never got to experience all the thrills of being young, carefree and happy. He was protective and jealous, so she never had boyfirends. He was alleagedly overly jealous of any male that came around. He was so protective, to the point of causing people to wonder if there wasn't anything inappropriate going on between himself and Sweet,beautiful Selena. No one may ever know that for certain.
What is certain is that he got rich off his children, especaily Selena who is now a legend in the music culture of Texas. We are also asked to believe she was murdered by Yolanda, the woman who worshipped her. The father accused her of stealing, but this is suspect, others suggest there was a sexual relationship between her and Yolanda. It is noteworthy to remember Yolanda claimed Selena's father sexually assulted her with a loaded pistol, which led her to buying a gun for protection. Again, this may never be known. What is known is that Selena was killed by a bullet fired from a gun Yolanda was holding, the rest is music legend. Alleagedly the Mexican Mafia placed a bounty on Yolanda's head and she went into hiding after being released from prison. The details of what led up to her murder, and sexual nature of their relationship may never be known.Many are hoping Yoland leaves her story behind someday.
The legend of Selena's ghost begins shortly after she was buried at Sea Side Memorial park, less than a block form the ocean, along Ocean View blvd. in Corpus Christi, Tx. People who come by the thousands to view her grave have reported hearing her singing just as the sun sets,on hot, quite summer nights. People have reported seeing her walking on Corpus Christi beach along the sea wall, near the T-heads and the Holiday Inn.
I had given up the idea of Selena's Ghost until I read a book called The Sorcerer's Secret's, at The Toltec Institute which mentions's the same story, by a completely different person.Iwas so impressed by the book, that I decided to go visit Selena's grave at Sea Side Memorial Park. After sharing the story with friends we planned to park near the burial grounds then sneak over the fence and stand vigil by her grave. It was easy, there no guards,no dogs and no one was there. I was not prepared for what happened next. We had not been there longer than an hour when we noticed a shadowy woman's figuer moving form the road onto the grave itself, standing still, sitting, standing then raising. It was spooky as hell, then we heard a woman's voice crying. The strangness of the sound made it difficult to recognize the voice, but it was clearly a woman's voice and she was crying. We stood there transfixed in awe, a little scared but completely blown away. The legends of Selena's Ghost is true. After a few moments it disappeared. I got the nerve to walk up to the grave and take a little of the dirt from her grave. I wanted to take a little bit of her with me, I guess.
The next day all of us were still stuned by what we'd experienced. I felt bad about taking the dirt. I wanted to take it back but didn't want to risk it, so we took the dirt to Corpus Christi Beach, and left it there. It was then I realized why Selena's Ghost had also been seen along this beach. Other people had done the same thing, and Selena's ghost and energy are clearly connected to the earth and sand of the area. Her grave site is only a few miles form the beach, plus other people must have brought dirt form her grave site and left it here, so she appears here as well.
The nights along the gulf coast are very dark, quite and muggy. During the summer when there is no breez coming in off the sea,it gets very humid and mist forms. Sometimes a melodic. agreedable sound is heard, humming sweetly carried by the humid, hot night. Some say its only music floating in from passing cars, I believe it's Selena's sweet voice which lingers over the beach she loved so much. For those of you who wish to hear her voice,you should know Corpus Christi is a beautiful city, with lots to do. They have a small statue of her not far from where she's been seen walking along the shore.
Sent in by Blues boxing, Copyright 2010
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Connecting with Like Spirits
I'd like to find other people who have had similar experiences as I. I know I don't fit into a very large group and it may not be possible to find anyone with similar background.
I was born in an Army Hospital in Germany. My father was a career solider who'd fought all over the world in every fight he could find. He has been in almost 30 years. He's never been wounded and only been mildly ill. My mother said he was "healed", by an old Mexican Indian shaman who lived in the Mexican desert near Torreon, Coah. Mexico. Torreon is located in an area also known as the "Dead Zone" and supposed to be a hot spot for UFO, and other paranormal activities.
I have been to Torreon at least ten times over the last twenty years and found many old Indian shamans, but none that knew my father. this town has no tourist industry and is out of the way, it has no lake, no river and its only claim to fame is a gold mine that is still operational. I'd giving up looking for the old shaman, until I found a web site, called The Toltec Institute.
I don't know if any of you have found it, its not well known and as far as I know, no one is promoting it. Its an obscure web site, but interesting. I went to it and found to my amazement that many of the topics discussed were similar to what my father would talk about. I ordered the book, which was super interesting. It is called The Sorcerer's Secrets by don Jesus Ramirez. Anyone who knows Spanish, knows that Ramirez is as common as Johnson or Smith in English.
I have no way of confirming this, but it sounds like the old man must have written a book that was published first written in Spanish, then translated into English, and somehow located by another group of people who were also studying the same thing. I think, it might be the same guy.
Can anybody out there help me find out if this is the same old Indian shaman?
There is no reward, and I have no way of paying you back, but if you could help me with this, man you would be doing me and everybody else who reads this book a great service. The book was unbelievable, powerful and awesome.
I'd just like to say thanks to the man who changed me from an average individual to a warrior. If you find him, please say thank you for me.
Daniel Reed
I was born in an Army Hospital in Germany. My father was a career solider who'd fought all over the world in every fight he could find. He has been in almost 30 years. He's never been wounded and only been mildly ill. My mother said he was "healed", by an old Mexican Indian shaman who lived in the Mexican desert near Torreon, Coah. Mexico. Torreon is located in an area also known as the "Dead Zone" and supposed to be a hot spot for UFO, and other paranormal activities.
I have been to Torreon at least ten times over the last twenty years and found many old Indian shamans, but none that knew my father. this town has no tourist industry and is out of the way, it has no lake, no river and its only claim to fame is a gold mine that is still operational. I'd giving up looking for the old shaman, until I found a web site, called The Toltec Institute.
I don't know if any of you have found it, its not well known and as far as I know, no one is promoting it. Its an obscure web site, but interesting. I went to it and found to my amazement that many of the topics discussed were similar to what my father would talk about. I ordered the book, which was super interesting. It is called The Sorcerer's Secrets by don Jesus Ramirez. Anyone who knows Spanish, knows that Ramirez is as common as Johnson or Smith in English.
I have no way of confirming this, but it sounds like the old man must have written a book that was published first written in Spanish, then translated into English, and somehow located by another group of people who were also studying the same thing. I think, it might be the same guy.
Can anybody out there help me find out if this is the same old Indian shaman?
There is no reward, and I have no way of paying you back, but if you could help me with this, man you would be doing me and everybody else who reads this book a great service. The book was unbelievable, powerful and awesome.
I'd just like to say thanks to the man who changed me from an average individual to a warrior. If you find him, please say thank you for me.
Daniel Reed
In the Dreams
If she only knew of some writing, that was never sent
Of a dream of adoption, who's truth is not bent
If she only knew that my hell comment was sarcastic
My friend and I used to use it, the one I destroyed in public
If she only knew how scared I've been these past two nights
When I cried in prayer, and shivered with fright
If she only knew that my new drugs were not such a great negative
Yesterday's music and running was both joyously positive
She knows she can have me whenever she pleases
I'm her favourite cuddly kitten, who she sometimes teases
Her heavy weight of intelligence, that's mind boggling in the extreme
Makes her incomparable, and forever in this ghosts dreams
If she only knew that when I read today's news
My body packed itself up and went for a snooze
Falling to the right in faint, needing to give her a peck
If she was there my head would have rested gently in her long neck
If she only knew of just how suicidal I've been
That she never really had to treat me so mean
So what if I hurt her in much the same horrific way
She is smarter, shouldn't have deliberately made this boy pay
If she only knew of how I lied back in my car
Letting my body shake in spasms looking like a galah
Wanting to die right there, and go straight to the demon
Three times she's destroyed me, maybe she just got even
If she only knew of just how quickly I snapped out of it
Remembering her great qualities, of how she was my best fit
Doing her upmost to steer me away from the bad lies of the Qur'an
And developing my mind with new identities, of which I'm a great fan
She knows she can have me whenever she pleases
I'm her favourite cuddly kitten, who she sometimes teases
Her heavy weight of intelligence, that's mind boggling in the extreme
Makes her incomparable, and forever in this ghosts dreams
Four hours post fainting and it wouldn't be bad to fry
But I know that deep down I don't really want to die
And knowledge can be bad, it can inspire great sadness
No surprise that we've both hurt enough to wish we were heartless
But my heart will go on, it will live forever inside you
And I hope I later feel happy, when I remember that is true
Because nobody can match your sheer emotional genius
When rival writers read your work they are sure to be furious
Except for this writer, who will still admire from afar
Enjoying poetic words of wisdom from humanities truly great star
Inspiring my own writing, ideas for my own wonderful book
Dear fellow animal, you'll always be the Queen of my rook
She knows she can have me whenever she pleases
I'm her favourite cuddly kitten, who she sometimes teases
Her heavy weight of intelligence, that's mind boggling in the extreme
Makes her incomparable, and forever in this ghosts dreams
By Sundance Thomas, Copyright 2010
Of a dream of adoption, who's truth is not bent
If she only knew that my hell comment was sarcastic
My friend and I used to use it, the one I destroyed in public
If she only knew how scared I've been these past two nights
When I cried in prayer, and shivered with fright
If she only knew that my new drugs were not such a great negative
Yesterday's music and running was both joyously positive
She knows she can have me whenever she pleases
I'm her favourite cuddly kitten, who she sometimes teases
Her heavy weight of intelligence, that's mind boggling in the extreme
Makes her incomparable, and forever in this ghosts dreams
If she only knew that when I read today's news
My body packed itself up and went for a snooze
Falling to the right in faint, needing to give her a peck
If she was there my head would have rested gently in her long neck
If she only knew of just how suicidal I've been
That she never really had to treat me so mean
So what if I hurt her in much the same horrific way
She is smarter, shouldn't have deliberately made this boy pay
If she only knew of how I lied back in my car
Letting my body shake in spasms looking like a galah
Wanting to die right there, and go straight to the demon
Three times she's destroyed me, maybe she just got even
If she only knew of just how quickly I snapped out of it
Remembering her great qualities, of how she was my best fit
Doing her upmost to steer me away from the bad lies of the Qur'an
And developing my mind with new identities, of which I'm a great fan
She knows she can have me whenever she pleases
I'm her favourite cuddly kitten, who she sometimes teases
Her heavy weight of intelligence, that's mind boggling in the extreme
Makes her incomparable, and forever in this ghosts dreams
Four hours post fainting and it wouldn't be bad to fry
But I know that deep down I don't really want to die
And knowledge can be bad, it can inspire great sadness
No surprise that we've both hurt enough to wish we were heartless
But my heart will go on, it will live forever inside you
And I hope I later feel happy, when I remember that is true
Because nobody can match your sheer emotional genius
When rival writers read your work they are sure to be furious
Except for this writer, who will still admire from afar
Enjoying poetic words of wisdom from humanities truly great star
Inspiring my own writing, ideas for my own wonderful book
Dear fellow animal, you'll always be the Queen of my rook
She knows she can have me whenever she pleases
I'm her favourite cuddly kitten, who she sometimes teases
Her heavy weight of intelligence, that's mind boggling in the extreme
Makes her incomparable, and forever in this ghosts dreams
By Sundance Thomas, Copyright 2010
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
Massive Possession
Many factors caused this Massive Possession, like students playing with the spirit of the glass, construction of a new building, student urinating in the Santol Tree. But one thing is for sure, this all started when we conducted our prayer rally for the city hood. The spirits were jealous because we lighted candles for this stuffs while we don't even bother to do this to them.
1st day Wednesday (One day after the spirit of the Glass incident)
After the prayer rally that we conducted to regain the cityhood of Tabuk, some of my classmates went out of our room to see a student brought in the school clinic. They say that the boy was possessed; I did not mind it because I thought he was just on drugs or something.
2nd Day (The Beginning)
In our first subject, our teacher left us in our room with an activity so we can go out of the room freely.
When suddenly some students began shouting and running towards the 1st year bldg. We saw five to ten students being rushed into the school clinic, one after another. We heard that the students of I-Uranus conducted a spirit of the glass and the girl who started it was the first one to be possessed.
We resumed our classes when our second subject teacher went inside the classroom. Then the administration announced that all students must go out in their rooms and participate in a prayer.
So we all went out of our rooms, a priest came in our school and lead the prayer.
After the prayer, all the students of I-Uranus and I-Mercury were told to resume their classes in the bleachers. The school administration thought that the spirit will stop if they evacuate the building, because just a new building is being constructed behind it. But they were wrong. There are more spirits around than what they imagined.
We went to recess after the prayer, when all of a sudden student again began to crowd the 2nd year bldg., located near the bldg where I-Uranus is located (As I expected, the possession wont stopped by just PRAYERS) So we just joked that we, third years, are next. After the recess, we heard another shout from a room located near us! A 4th year girl is possessed, no one is safe!
So the administration announced that classes are suspended and we must return the following day.
We went out of the school and discussed some stories gathered.
CONSTRUCTION
They say that a few days after they begun to construct the new building, the workers started to feel ill. They all went back to Baguio, so new workers were hired. But some of the workers started to fell ill.
OLD WOMAN
The student who was possessed told this to my teacher.
At first, the student saw an old woman with no face wearing white dress sit beside him. He was totally petrified. Then he felt a cold air went inside his body and that's the time when he was possessed.
The old woman was seen again by other students but this time, she is wearing a black dress.
FIRST YEAR GHOST SIGHTING:
A girl student started to cry but her classmates just laughed at her. The girl started shouting "Please leave me away, I did not do anything to harm you." The spirit that the girl saw left the room thankfully, and the girl's classmates started to freak out and shout.
A TALK WITH LORNA DURING RECESS:
A male student, with a third eye, went into the third year's C.R. to ask a spirit what is happening. He talked to a beautiful ghost with a swollen neck. The ghost said that her name is Lorna and that she was raped. She also told the male student to dig her bones in the C.R.
After a few minutes, the 4th year girl that was possessed shouted "We won't leave until no one is killed!"
That's the time when the administration decided to suspend classes.
BOY POSSESSED BY MORE THAN 10 SPIRITS:
Let's call this boy as TOM, and one of the spirits who possessed him is Lorna. Lorna told the group (by possessing Tom) that they must go in the Third River. So the group traveled to the Third River. They just walked in the river's bank when Tom suddenly grabbed the arm of the man beside him. Lorna told them to stop, so they all stopped. Tom carried a big stone and told everyone that they should light a candle for her because her body was thrown in that part of the river after she was raped. They did what Lorna told them. When Tom regained consciousness, they all went back to Dagupan and offered a slaughtered pig to the spirits.
3rd day (WORSE SCENE SCENARIO)!
Classes were resumed but unfortunately I am absent because I, AGAIN! , had a SCARY sleep paralysis between 3-4 am.
Lorna possessed Tom again and demanded that they must go back in the River because the candle's light was blown off by the wind. So Tom and some companions left the school. (The school conducted a prayer for the spirits roaming around).
Tom's companions lit the candle again and waited for it to completely melt. Lorna told the group that the school is already in chaos !). The group asked her if they could already turn the candle off. But Lorna just shook her head, telling them not to. Then suddenly, Tom's eyes rolled. Tom collapsed and regained consciousness. They all went back to the school and was shocked by what they saw. Students, around 20-25 was possessed. So classes are again suspended. One person asked one possessed student why they are still possessing students while they already offered a pig for them (about 25 or more spirits). The student replied that they were indeed offered a pig, but the people who offered the pig drunk liquor and made the pig their PULUTAN. The possessed student also said that why are we offering candles just to regain the cityhood while we don't bother to do it to them. (How the heck should we know? We don't have a third eye!
These are what the students saw and experienced (not in order)
A male student started jogging around the oval. They asked him what he was doing, and he told them that he is looking for his body parts. The other students got scared so they tried to restrain the student that was possessed.
A female student was possessed after looking at the mirror, then she started to act childish and she chatted with the other students. The student chatted with her because she is harmless after all. She told everybody with a KIKAY vibe (haha) "Uy, may ikwekwento ako sainyo, pero upo muna kayo."(I will tell you something, but you must sit first) She was irritated because some students are still standing. She said "Umupo na kasi kayo ah." (Please sit already) 'Dalawa sila, Nirape nila ako wala silang awa" (the two of them raped me, they didn't show any mercy) The students asked her if she knows who raped her and she said "hindi ko alam basta salbahe sila" (I don't know them, but they are merciless). Some students started to fool around and asked questions as they laugh like "taga Manila ka no?"(your from Manila aren't you?). But the girl would just answer like they are all friends. The girl suddenly touched her ears and noticed that she is not wearing her earrings (That's because the earrings is in her own REAL body). "Asan yung hikaw ko?, kailangan kong Makita kung nasaan iyon" (where is my earring? I need to see where it is). The spirit knows all the classmates of the girl that she possessed. She also knew the name of the pregnant student from that section. She told the students that she guides and plays with the baby (Although the baby is still in he student's womb).
One of the students being possessed was seen by other people with her body full of wounds and blood. She told everybody when she was possessed that she was from Batangas.
One possessed student started shouting "Who do not believe in me!" One of my teachers answered telling the student that she doesn't believe in the spirit. The teacher's jaw suddenly locked and she can't talk. The teacher started to run, and when they asked her why she was running she would not reply. She was actually being chased by a spirit and when the spirit tried to choke her, the spirit accidentally touched the rosary in her neck, that's why the spirit stopped chasing her. My classmate told us that the teacher's mouth is swollen when he saw her in their neighborhood.
A girl student started shouting "Why don't you understand us." Then she threatened everyone. "You are urinating on us, you think you do not know? You are urinating on us." Some of my classmates say that the spirit came from the santol tree where some male students are urinating.
One student restraining a possessed student suddenly heard a child's voice saying "Let's play" The student collapsed and started to act like a child and he began to play.
Another student would shout "our house, our house! You destroyed it!" The spirit is referring to the construction of the new building.
One of the students brought to the church started to speak English, saying "I want justice". And some students possessed would call the other spirit who possesses another student, and they started to chat. I did not know the other stories but they told me that some students were possessed by Japanese, Spanish, American, and of course Filipino Ghosts. The students being possessed by the Spaniards and Japanese were speaking their own language (cool). One student possessed cried but his voice sounded like the voice of a child.
Some students that were possessed were reported to be followed by the spirit that possessed them. Just like when my auntie attended a funeral, she saw a girl student crossed her arms then started to act weird. My auntie heard the other people gossiping that she is one of the students in our school that was possessed earlier.
Monday
The possession still continued but only 1 or 2 student was possessed so classes were not suspended.
And today (Tuesday Jan 27, 2009), the possession stopped. My classmates told me that the spirits were transferred in our school's mini forest by our local shamans.
Sent in by Jamaica Ballangan
1st day Wednesday (One day after the spirit of the Glass incident)
After the prayer rally that we conducted to regain the cityhood of Tabuk, some of my classmates went out of our room to see a student brought in the school clinic. They say that the boy was possessed; I did not mind it because I thought he was just on drugs or something.
2nd Day (The Beginning)
In our first subject, our teacher left us in our room with an activity so we can go out of the room freely.
When suddenly some students began shouting and running towards the 1st year bldg. We saw five to ten students being rushed into the school clinic, one after another. We heard that the students of I-Uranus conducted a spirit of the glass and the girl who started it was the first one to be possessed.
We resumed our classes when our second subject teacher went inside the classroom. Then the administration announced that all students must go out in their rooms and participate in a prayer.
So we all went out of our rooms, a priest came in our school and lead the prayer.
After the prayer, all the students of I-Uranus and I-Mercury were told to resume their classes in the bleachers. The school administration thought that the spirit will stop if they evacuate the building, because just a new building is being constructed behind it. But they were wrong. There are more spirits around than what they imagined.
We went to recess after the prayer, when all of a sudden student again began to crowd the 2nd year bldg., located near the bldg where I-Uranus is located (As I expected, the possession wont stopped by just PRAYERS) So we just joked that we, third years, are next. After the recess, we heard another shout from a room located near us! A 4th year girl is possessed, no one is safe!
So the administration announced that classes are suspended and we must return the following day.
We went out of the school and discussed some stories gathered.
CONSTRUCTION
They say that a few days after they begun to construct the new building, the workers started to feel ill. They all went back to Baguio, so new workers were hired. But some of the workers started to fell ill.
OLD WOMAN
The student who was possessed told this to my teacher.
At first, the student saw an old woman with no face wearing white dress sit beside him. He was totally petrified. Then he felt a cold air went inside his body and that's the time when he was possessed.
The old woman was seen again by other students but this time, she is wearing a black dress.
FIRST YEAR GHOST SIGHTING:
A girl student started to cry but her classmates just laughed at her. The girl started shouting "Please leave me away, I did not do anything to harm you." The spirit that the girl saw left the room thankfully, and the girl's classmates started to freak out and shout.
A TALK WITH LORNA DURING RECESS:
A male student, with a third eye, went into the third year's C.R. to ask a spirit what is happening. He talked to a beautiful ghost with a swollen neck. The ghost said that her name is Lorna and that she was raped. She also told the male student to dig her bones in the C.R.
After a few minutes, the 4th year girl that was possessed shouted "We won't leave until no one is killed!"
That's the time when the administration decided to suspend classes.
BOY POSSESSED BY MORE THAN 10 SPIRITS:
Let's call this boy as TOM, and one of the spirits who possessed him is Lorna. Lorna told the group (by possessing Tom) that they must go in the Third River. So the group traveled to the Third River. They just walked in the river's bank when Tom suddenly grabbed the arm of the man beside him. Lorna told them to stop, so they all stopped. Tom carried a big stone and told everyone that they should light a candle for her because her body was thrown in that part of the river after she was raped. They did what Lorna told them. When Tom regained consciousness, they all went back to Dagupan and offered a slaughtered pig to the spirits.
3rd day (WORSE SCENE SCENARIO)!
Classes were resumed but unfortunately I am absent because I, AGAIN! , had a SCARY sleep paralysis between 3-4 am.
Lorna possessed Tom again and demanded that they must go back in the River because the candle's light was blown off by the wind. So Tom and some companions left the school. (The school conducted a prayer for the spirits roaming around).
Tom's companions lit the candle again and waited for it to completely melt. Lorna told the group that the school is already in chaos !). The group asked her if they could already turn the candle off. But Lorna just shook her head, telling them not to. Then suddenly, Tom's eyes rolled. Tom collapsed and regained consciousness. They all went back to the school and was shocked by what they saw. Students, around 20-25 was possessed. So classes are again suspended. One person asked one possessed student why they are still possessing students while they already offered a pig for them (about 25 or more spirits). The student replied that they were indeed offered a pig, but the people who offered the pig drunk liquor and made the pig their PULUTAN. The possessed student also said that why are we offering candles just to regain the cityhood while we don't bother to do it to them. (How the heck should we know? We don't have a third eye!
These are what the students saw and experienced (not in order)
A male student started jogging around the oval. They asked him what he was doing, and he told them that he is looking for his body parts. The other students got scared so they tried to restrain the student that was possessed.
A female student was possessed after looking at the mirror, then she started to act childish and she chatted with the other students. The student chatted with her because she is harmless after all. She told everybody with a KIKAY vibe (haha) "Uy, may ikwekwento ako sainyo, pero upo muna kayo."(I will tell you something, but you must sit first) She was irritated because some students are still standing. She said "Umupo na kasi kayo ah." (Please sit already) 'Dalawa sila, Nirape nila ako wala silang awa" (the two of them raped me, they didn't show any mercy) The students asked her if she knows who raped her and she said "hindi ko alam basta salbahe sila" (I don't know them, but they are merciless). Some students started to fool around and asked questions as they laugh like "taga Manila ka no?"(your from Manila aren't you?). But the girl would just answer like they are all friends. The girl suddenly touched her ears and noticed that she is not wearing her earrings (That's because the earrings is in her own REAL body). "Asan yung hikaw ko?, kailangan kong Makita kung nasaan iyon" (where is my earring? I need to see where it is). The spirit knows all the classmates of the girl that she possessed. She also knew the name of the pregnant student from that section. She told the students that she guides and plays with the baby (Although the baby is still in he student's womb).
One of the students being possessed was seen by other people with her body full of wounds and blood. She told everybody when she was possessed that she was from Batangas.
One possessed student started shouting "Who do not believe in me!" One of my teachers answered telling the student that she doesn't believe in the spirit. The teacher's jaw suddenly locked and she can't talk. The teacher started to run, and when they asked her why she was running she would not reply. She was actually being chased by a spirit and when the spirit tried to choke her, the spirit accidentally touched the rosary in her neck, that's why the spirit stopped chasing her. My classmate told us that the teacher's mouth is swollen when he saw her in their neighborhood.
A girl student started shouting "Why don't you understand us." Then she threatened everyone. "You are urinating on us, you think you do not know? You are urinating on us." Some of my classmates say that the spirit came from the santol tree where some male students are urinating.
One student restraining a possessed student suddenly heard a child's voice saying "Let's play" The student collapsed and started to act like a child and he began to play.
Another student would shout "our house, our house! You destroyed it!" The spirit is referring to the construction of the new building.
One of the students brought to the church started to speak English, saying "I want justice". And some students possessed would call the other spirit who possesses another student, and they started to chat. I did not know the other stories but they told me that some students were possessed by Japanese, Spanish, American, and of course Filipino Ghosts. The students being possessed by the Spaniards and Japanese were speaking their own language (cool). One student possessed cried but his voice sounded like the voice of a child.
Some students that were possessed were reported to be followed by the spirit that possessed them. Just like when my auntie attended a funeral, she saw a girl student crossed her arms then started to act weird. My auntie heard the other people gossiping that she is one of the students in our school that was possessed earlier.
Monday
The possession still continued but only 1 or 2 student was possessed so classes were not suspended.
And today (Tuesday Jan 27, 2009), the possession stopped. My classmates told me that the spirits were transferred in our school's mini forest by our local shamans.
Sent in by Jamaica Ballangan
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