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This story reminded me of an incident that occurred last year with my then 2.5 years old great nephew. He had visited with my sister (his grandma) on a Sunday afternoon and had questions about some framed photos of our Mom and Dad (his grandparents). My sister told him who they were and that they would have loved having a great grandson like him but that they had gone to Heaven years ago. That evening after my niece had put him to bed she heard him making sounds and checked the camera which was in the room. She saw two orbs floating next to his crib and he was standing up at the rail. For some reason, she did not freak out and just kept watching. After about five minutes the orbs slowly disappeared and my nephew lied down and went off to sleep. When my sister told me about it the next day, I told her I was sure it was Mom and Dad checking in with the young lad.
That's a nice encounter to have.:)
 
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The Finding Bigfoot team came to our area to search. They were about 30-40mi from my house. I missed the episode so don't know if they experienced anything. I deer and Turkey hunt essentially the exact area where they were set up. Ive never seen anything or heard anything that I could not identify.
Not sure what episode it is. Sorry I'm not much help.
 
The Finding Bigfoot team came to our area to search. They were about 30-40mi from my house. I missed the episode so don't know if they experienced anything. I deer and Turkey hunt essentially the exact area where they were set up. Ive never seen anything or heard anything that I could not identify.
I think I found the episode.
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Here's a picture of a tree that I didn't include in my Shadow Creature Evidence video due to odd timing.

It was a good healthy tree broken from downwards force exerted on it from an extraterrestrial species I've been researching.

There were 3 deep gouges in the hard dry earth on the side of the dirt road near the tree, but didn't get a chance to get a picture of it because big tractors drove down the dirt road for railroad construction, & destroyed the marks in the ground.
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The gouges were about an 1 1/2" deep in the dirt. It was mid summer, & the ground was rock hard.

The tree wasn't broken for years, & got broken last year by the creature.

Tree was broken before the tractors went through, & destroyed precious evidence.

The tree looks dead in the picture, cause I waited a few weeks to get a picture of it, & it's been brutally hot that summer to, so broken trees don't live long in hot weather.
 
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Hi there! Thought I'd pop in.

A lot of people don't believe me when I tell them the paranormal encounters I've had. And I've started to wonder if it was just my imagination. But dang....they felt far too real for that.
When I was five, we were visiting my grandparents. I remember this vividly. I was sleeping in a bed beside my grandfather, and I woke up. Don't know what time it was but it was late. I opened my eyes, and I saw my grandfather's back, and so I rolled over. Beside the bed, near the end, was my grandfather.
Standing there and reacing for the ceiling fan above the bed, screwdriver in hand and toolbox on the bed. I didn't scream, but I remember being terrified. It didn't have color, it was just like shadows, but it was definitely my grandfather. When I glanced over, my grandfather was still sleeping beside me.
I never saw it again.
Another time was also at my grandparents house.
It was only a year or so go, actually. I was sleeping upstairs, and I woke up to a really strange noise. I can't really describe it; kind of like nails scratching on wood, but rhythmically. At first it sounded like it was beside the window above my head, but then it faded towards the stairs down the hallway. It kept doing this, repeatedly getting louder and then fading. And the rhythm never changed. Then I swore I heard footsteps coming up the stairs.
I pleaded that it was my grandmother or father, but it wasn't. Nothing ever came.
I know this wasn't a dream, because I kept pinching myself, and the cat beside kept hearing it as well, kept flicking her ears and looking around.
The noises continued, along with the sounds of children crying and somebody running up and down the hall. I wish I had had something to record it at the time for proof, because nobody believes me. My mom and my grandparents swear up and down that the only things that have died in that house is animals. But those noises, man...
And the noises stopped abruptly when my grandfather woke up and opened his door.
Does anyone have any thoughts as to what this might have been?
 

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