Date: Fri, 28 Aug 1998 01:08:21 -0700 (PDT)
story I've really enjoyed reading other's experiences, and I take comfort in the fact that I too can share my experiences with those whom will not shake their head in disbelief. I would like to submit this anonymously. This is not a topic I ordinarily discuss with others for fear that they will not believe me.
I apologize ahead of time for the length. I know this will be long, but for me it is easier to explain everything at one time rather than telling my experiences in pieces. Feel free to separate my experiences, or to edit them, if it is easier to read.
I have had four paranormal experiences--three of which occurred in my home. I live in a mid-sized suburban town in Pennsylvania. I have lived in this house most of my life--my parents purchased this house shortly after I was born. I have grown up in this house and although I have moved out a few times, I have recently moved back home.
My father died in this house in the late 1970's. I was only 5 years old at the time. He had just driven his car into the garage (it is an attached garage) when he had a massive heart attack and died. Apparently, my mother went to check on him when he did not come upstairs into the house, and she found him dead in the car. One of the strangest things (not so much paranormal, but definitely odd) is that my sister and I were not awakened during the night when the paramedics or the police arrived. In addition, I can swear that when I awoke that morning, a lamp was on in my bedroom, and it was dimly lit. This is hard to explain, especially considering that I would remember something so trivial at five years of age. I have always wondered if I just imagined seeing that dim light coming from the lamp. Although it seems insignificant, I have always thought about that weird light coming from the lamp when I think of that morning.
That information should help with describing my first paranormal experience. This occurred when I was about 12 years old. I was lying in bed, and had awakened for no apparent reason. Retrospectively, it is hard to determine if I was fully awake, or still half-asleep, but I am sure that I heard sounds coming from the garage. I don't think I was dreaming since I clearly remember staring at the wall directly in front of me, for what seemed to be an hour, wondering what the sounds were. I should note that my bedroom is located almost directly above the garage. The noises coming from the garage sounded like a car door opening and closing. It happened several times, then ceased. I did not mention anything to anyone in my family, fearing they did not hear it and would think I was imagining things. Although I did not feel threatened in any way, I was definitely spooked. To this day, I will not go into the garage alone, especially at night.
Another odd experience occurred when I was about 17. My mother was working, and I was home by myself. It was at night, and I was in the spare bedroom which I had converted into a study. I was studying at my desk, which faces the windows. I have a dog, a German shepherd, and she began to act very strangely. She was in the room with me when she began barking. I turned around to see what she was barking at, and it appeared that she was barking at the wall just to the left of where the door is located . Actually, it looked like she was barking at something just above the bookcase located to the left of the door. She stared at the wall, and would bark--I could not figure out what she was barking at --there was nothing there. Once I spoke to her to quiet her, she made for the door, but she seemed to go all the way to the other side of the doorway--the side opposite of the bookcase. It seemed to me that she left the room as if something was in the doorway and she was r! ! unning around it in order to exit. This made me very uncomfortable (probably because it reminded me of the incident in the movie Poltergeist where the dog barks at the wall), and I immediately left the room for the night.
The final paranormal experience I had in the house was in the form of a strange dream, and the timing of the dream is what I find disturbing. This occurred when I was 20 years old. I had a strange dream which involved my paternal grandparents. At that time, my grandmother had been dead for a number of years, but my grandfather was still alive. In my dream, there was a man looking for me, and my grandparents were in my house trying to protect me. It was a vivid and horrifying dream, and I felt disturbed when I woke up. Later that day, while working, my mother telephoned me to inform me that she just received word that my grandfather had passed away. I immediately thought about the dream I had had the night before. Coincidence? Perhaps. While the content of the dream did not involve the passing of my grandfather, I did find it unusual to dream about my grandparents. However, when I think of the moment I found out my grandfather had passed away, I also think of that! ! dream I had had the night before.
All of those experiences seem to occur at night, and to me I see a connection with my father. I can't see a direct connection to the second experience with my father, but for some unknown reason, I feel safe in this house. As odd as some of these experiences have been, I have never felt threatened.
In addition, I experienced an unusual event in my first apartment. I was in college at the time, living by myself in a 1-bedroom apartment a few blocks from the campus. Again, this occurred in the evening, while I was in bed. I was lying down, but not asleep, and I heard the front door of my apartment open and close. Then I heard someone walking across the linoleum floor in the kitchen towards my bedroom. At the time, I did not think anything was unusual, since my boyfriend had a key to the apartment and would occasionally stop by. Thinking it was him, I stayed in bed and didn't move. I thought he would think I was sleeping, and would crawl into bed next to me. I felt what I thought was my boyfriend lie down in bed next to me. Although I was lying on my stomach and could not see anyone, I know I felt a presence in the room with me, and one can tell if there is another person on the same bed. Finally, I turned around to face what I thought was my boyfriend lying ! ! there, and no one was there! I quickly called a friend; I did it just to hear a voice so I wouldn't feel too spooked. Then it occurred to me that I could call my boyfriend's place to see if he had told one of his roomates that he was coming over to my place. I don't know why, but I still thought it could have been my boyfriend, and I didn't know it. There were various thoughts running through my head at the time: maybe I had been dreaming, or I had imagined the entire thing. Maybe he was playing a practical joke on me. After phoning my friend, I called my boyfriend's place, and he answered the phone. He lived two counties from me, which was a good hour's drive away. There was no way that he could have been at my apartment since he had answered the phone at his place. Just to be sure, I asked him whether he had just stopped by at my apartment, and he replied that he had not. I still don't know exactly what occurred that night, but I am certain that I heard someone e! ! nter my apartment, and I felt someone next to me in bed. This sounds crazy even to me, but I know what I felt.
Finally, I think it is worth noting that I had several nightmares when I lived at that apartment. Additionally, I was not alone in experiencing this as my boyfriend reported having nightmares as well. I'm not talking about any typical, run-of-the-mill bad dreams, but vivid and deeply disturbing nightmares. I don't know if this is pertinent, but the bedroom of that apartment faced an old cemetery. The apartment building is wedged in between the cemetery and the highway. For some reason, I had an eerie feeling that the apartment complex was too close to the cemetery, and that perhaps it may have been built on old cemetery grounds. However, I have no way of knowing if this is the case. I don't consider myself to be sensitive to spirits, but I had a bad feeling about the area where the apartment was located. My experience with the "presence" in my bedroom and my nightmares made me feel uncomfortable.
That is the extent of my experiences with the paranormal. I am aware that the mind is a powerful organ, and many people may think that I was dreaming when I experienced most of these events. I have tried telling myself that I was dreaming when these things happened, but they seemed to be too real to be discounted as a dream. I am a college graduate and I have had extensive experience with the "crass empiricists" who believe that anything which cannot be measured in some systematic manner should not be taken seriously. However, my personal experiences have led me to believe that just because an event or phenomenon cannot be measured, experienced by others, or explained by logic does not mean that it did not happen. Thank you.