Any Of You Ever lived In A Haunted House?

I really don't think he was being rude, I mean..really..it does sound a bit silly.
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I do recall being mad at him for not taking me seriously
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I remembered a few stories that my mom told me..

She worked the graveyard shift as a nurse at a fairly old Catholic hospital when I was a kid. There was an alcove in the main hallway, and set back in the alcove was a big marble statue Mary.. One night the power went out and everybody sorta scrambled around for a second trying to find breakers and whatnot... Before they could really do anything, the lights came back up and the statue was in the middle of the hallway.. At first, they were all like "ha ha ha, very funny" thinking it was probably a few of the aides or maintenance guys, but those guys were freaked too...took several of them quite a while to get it slid back into place without tipping it over.

Another time, they had this super mean old lady in a room...she was basically on her death bed, and everyone knew it. She would rest peacefully for a while and then wake up saying there was someone in the room with her. No biggie -- confusion isn't all that uncommon, I guess, when people are dying and on pain meds, etc.. Nothing would stay on the walls in that room, though. They had religious pictures and crosses and whatnot, and they were constantly picking them up off the floor and putting them back on the walls. One of the nurses was in there with this old lady at one point -- again, a mean, nasty old bat of a woman -- and she woke up and pointed to the corner whispering "Can you see him? Can you see him?" The nurse -- my mom's friend -- said "See who?"

"Satan. He's in the corner. Can't you see him? He looks like a fish."

About that time, the nurse said the room got freezing cold and she FREAKED OUT...never looked over in the corner...just got the heck outta dodge.. The old lady was mumbling as the nurse left and once she went back to sleep, everything was fine again. After she died, no more problems keeping things on the walls nor with the, uh..."climate control" in that room..



Told to you guys as they were told to me..
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Do you mean like a stick figure like a kid would draw, or a figure that looks like it is made out of sticks? My son has seen the one that looks like it is made out of sticks. He even drew a picture of it. Some years later I had been given a book on nature spirits, and there was a drawing identical to it in there. Think of it like an elf or gnome. Ours ran straight down the fence and jumped into the oak tree. When I say jumped into, I mean, I was standing next to the oak tree, heard it jump (sounded like a squirrel) but when I looked up into the tree, there was no squirrel. That's when DS started yelling, "Did you see that?!? What was it?!?" I didn't see it, but have seen similar things since then.

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Do you mean like a stick figure like a kid would draw, or a figure that looks like it is made out of sticks? My son has seen the one that looks like it is made out of sticks. He even drew a picture of it. Some years later I had been given a book on nature spirits, and there was a drawing identical to it in there. Think of it like an elf or gnome. Ours ran straight down the fence and jumped into the oak tree. When I say jumped into, I mean, I was standing next to the oak tree, heard it jump (sounded like a squirrel) but when I looked up into the tree, there was no squirrel. That's when DS started yelling, "Did you see that?!? What was it?!?" I didn't see it, but have seen similar things since then.

Shelly

I couldn't tell, just was skinny and tall, long legs and long arms. It was pretty fast, it ran out front from the back and then it was gone!

Nature spirits, hmm...doesn't seem so scary when it is put like that. What other information do you have on them?


I don't feel like such a weirdo now, thank you!
 
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Rather 'Narnia' like. cool. Now that's really cool. I have always felt trees and water and land had a spirit. I'm looking that up. 'nature spirits.'
I loved the 'Narnia' books because I want the world to be that way.

My only weird story is that my child asked me what I would have named him if I had not named him the name he got. I told him, but said that I was saving that name for a German Shepherd. I then visulaized this dog in my head.
The next night we found a dog wandering down the road.
Yep. Just like I visualized.
We tried to find the owner. we had her neck scaned for a chip but could not contact anyone. We finally googled the name. the owner had been buried the day we found the dog.
But that isn't creepy to me. It feels really wonderful that this person felt we would care for and love the dog. And the dog gets to live on a farm! and it is one great dog! we needed the cheering up that it has brought us. It was a perfect match.
 
3goodeggs-that is a wonderful story! Nothing like Synchronicity, you know?
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If you look up the Tarot for Brian Froud's Faery Oracle, you will see them. http://www.worldoffroud.com/www/faeries/oracle/index.cfm He does a lot of Faery drawings.

The stick figures seem to be a fairly harmless type of Nature Spirit, found in old Oaks. Kind of like tree guardians. I'll have to do a little bit of digging and see what else I can find. I can't find my book right now.
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Fairly harmless meaning shy, usually stay hidden, people don't see them very often. Not any kind of prankster energy.
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All these stories are great. I just love them. I have a few more.

My grandmother and I were VERY close. She practically raised me. But she died 20 days before my oldest was born. And I was heartbroken.

We knew she was dying for a few days. The night nurse had called me that morning and told me she would not make it through the day. I had worked at that nursing home for 3 years. I knew what to expect. And I knew that this nurse was ALWAYS right when she called the death. Anyway, I had a Dr appointment at the exact time my grandmother was going. The Dr couldn't find the heartbeat for nearly 10 minutes. It was to the point that she said, if she couldn't find it the next minute, we were going for an emergency ultrasound. I was very preg. My oldest was actually 3 days late, so this was scary! I starting crying. I thought I was loosing the baby. Just then they found the heartbeat. Strong and steady. I looked at my DH and said my grandmother's dead. They all just looked at me. Didn't say anything.

So we left the hospital. I told my DH to stop at the gas station 2 blocks down. I wanted to call my mom. (No cell phone at the time. Nearly 10 years ago) I called my mom and the first thing she said was grandma died about 10 minutes ago. That would have been the EXACT time that they couldn't find the heartbeat.

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Then about 2 weeks after my oldest was born, I had a dream. I was sleeping in my bed and the phone rings. It's my grandmother and she says...."I'm watching over you! I'm watching over you and the baby!" And I say, "but grandma, you're dead????" And she ignors my statement and starts telling me that she loves me and everything okay now. I start crying and I hear the phone ringing again. And I start to think......I'm on the phone?..... and again...ring.... ring.....and I wake up to the phone ringing and I'm crying. I rush to the phone and no one's there.

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About 6 months later, I talk to my cousin who's 3 years younger that me who already has a 2 year old. The only grandbaby that my grandmother ever got to meet. And my cousin starts to tell me this story about how she had this dream about 6 weeks after grandma had died, about how she was sleeping and grandma had called her and said, "I'm watching over you! I'm watching over you and Shyler!" (that's her son's name) And how said told grandma she was dead and grandma just ignored that and told her how much she loved them and everything was okay now. This would be the same night I had my dream.

We both started crying. We were both the closest to our grandmother because we're the oldests and the only ones with kids, even to this day.


P.s. I was crying just telling you all this story. And YES! This took place in my grandmother's house that I lived in and told you about on page 14.
 
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