Sacred Ground

SACRED GROUND

After my mother remarried when I was seven, we moved to a old farm in south west Virginia. The land was given to my step-dad by his family. We found a nice level lot and began to prepare the grounds for building a house.

The first day we found an impressive quartz spear head, it was still sharp! We had pulled in a trailer to live in until the house was complete. I took the spear head and washed it off and put it in my room. The next day it was gone. I mistook it as lost and went out to find more and I did. This time I found several arrow heads and another spear head. As before, I cleaned them and put them in my room. This time I put them in a plastic bag in plain sight. That night as I was asleep a large dark man woke me up standing over my bed and said "don't do it again, Boy.". It scared me to death! I pulled the sheets over my head and cried myself to sleep. That would be very disturbing for anyone, especially a seven year old boy!

The next morning I woke wondering if the events of that night were real or just a dream. Then reality smacked me in the face. I looked to where the artifacts were placed the day before, the bag was still there but it was balled up and Empty. After that, I started asking some questions about the area we moved to. I found out from a couple of old timers that the exact lot that the house was being built on was an Indian Burial Ground. It was the only level place amongst rolling hills and valleys, it made sense. This info also helped confirm the stories, about a mile down the road was a river and on those river banks were evidence of an Indian tribe living as a community in that area. I even looked up the historical records at the library. So, I got out of the arrow head gathering business and started reading books. I figured it was a safer hobby.

A few years went by, not much happened. The usual rocking chair rocking with no one sitting in it, every light in the house turning on and off for several minutes. Nothing me and my parents couldn't get used too. Until, when I was thirteen my step-dad decided to put another light post in the yard near the driveway. Him and a friend had to dig a small ditch about a foot deep and thirty feet long. To no surprise they found more Indian artifacts. This wasn't the usual stuff. It included every thing from arrow heads to a tomahawk axe. About thirty items in all. Since the last "occurrence" happened about six years prior to that, it had all but faded away from my memory. Being the young and stupid teenager I was, I gathered all of it up and put it in a brown paper bag. I rolled the bags top down so nothing would fall out and I place the bag behind my bedroom door. I even told my mom where I was placing it so it would not be mistaken for trash or something.

That night I went to bed. From the way I had my bed positioned, I could look down the hallway and hear the TV from the living room. For some reason I always had trouble sleeping, (go figure). About 2:00 am I was awoken by an immensely bright light. I looked to see what was shining in my face. To my disbelief it was a half man, no lower half of his body, levitating at the end of my hallway. He was luminating a bright golden light. He had no eyes, ears, or lips, just dark indention's where they should have been. He also had no arms. That was scary, I couldn't believe my eyes. And that wasn't all. The scariest thing was that to the right of this levitating ghost was a levitating dagger. Both were suspended in midair, looking at me. My vision is a little bad, so I turned around to grab my glasses to get a better view of this sight. As soon as I turned around with my glasses on my face I watched in horror as the dagger floating beside this thing started leaning my way! And I am talking about the pointy end. As soon as the knife turned level it bolted straight towards my head. It scared me so bad that I passed out right before the object got to me. The next morning I didn't wake till noon (the latest I had ever slept). I was still holding on to my glasses on my face (remember all of that experience took seconds). I rolled out of bed and to my horror the bag of artifacts that I had placed behind my door was unrolled and turned upside down, empty. I turned around because at that moment I had remembered the dagger. There about six inches above my pillow was a two inch gash in my night stand. I started screaming! To this day I have not and will not touch another Indian artifact. I have learned a new respect for the dead and scared grounds.

I hope you enjoyed this true encounter.

FYI

A couple years later, my grandparents (antique dealers) unknowing of my past experience talked to a Indian artifact dealer in North Carolina. This man had a similar experience with a "half man that was golden bright", this ghost also had a dagger and it actually stabbed him in the back!

MAD SPIRIT

This man had also dealt with burial artifacts. This event took place last year at my girl friends apartment. I was not there, but I was on the phone when some of the following events happened. This is actually an e-mail I sent to a paranormal investigator on the matter. That's why it reads like I am writing it to you.

I have had many ghostly experiences in my life. This my second listing. If my first listing makes it please read it! It is called 'Sacred Ground'. Both are very detailed and 100% true.

I work in an engineering department and I thought it could have been a cold glass sitting on top of a warm TV, sure why not? I calmed her down and we hung up and I continued working. One hour later she called me in a hysterical rage. Just as we had hung up from our previous phone call, she was looking down to turn the cordless phone off, a glass mug sitting on the coffee table under her shattered into bits. She described it as if someone had put their hands around it and squeezed very, very hard. Stephanie panicked and went and grabbed her car keys and left. She went to her moms house and told her brother and mom about what was going on. Her mom did not believe her, but her seventeen year old brother did. So they both got back in the car and went back to the apartment. We have a balcony with a sliding glass door that faces our parking area. As soon as they entered the parking area the curtain that covers the sliding glass doors flew open as if someone noticed they were home.

When they got out of the car and stared at the sight for about thirty seconds it suddenly was closed back into position. At this point her brother really began to believe even more. Regretfully they both entered the apartment and they searched around and everything seemed okay. So, they sat down on the couch and tried to relax and calm down. There is a work table in the living room behind the couch, which has a lot of our business notes, letters, cards, etc... As they were watching TV a stack of letters slowly moved above there heads and landed near the door, about 18 feet away. They both panicked and ran out the door and down the stairs. During the entire time Stephanie tried to call me a work, (for about 30 minutes), and keep getting a busy signal. That is impossible! Due the phone network at the company I work for there never has been and never will be a busy signal! After they were outside she remembered she forgot to grab the phone so she could call me. Reluctantly, she went back upstairs and grabbed the phone. As she ran out the door and turned around to shut it a golf club leaning a against the wall did a complete levitation and a cartwheel across the living room. She finally got hold of me and I rushed home. The apartment was a mess, papers, golf balls, clubs, broken glass was everywhere. I have contacted our pastor to come and do a exorcism. He should be able to do it today or tomorrow.

Needless to say we did not stay in the apartment last night. We have been living in this apartment for about two months and the residents before us just suddenly left. They did not make a address change or anything. I will investigate their whereabouts today and find out why they really left.

It is know a year later. We are married now and live in a town house in another city. Come to find out the couple who lived in the apartment before us left in a bitter divorce. I had the Deacon of our church bless the apartment and nothing happened after that day. Although, for about a month before my wife experienced this I had noticed some small anomalies, but I would have never expected that it would have grown to that extent. The only explanation for this happening is the fighting in the house may have caused an evil spirit OR me and my wife are twenty one and young women have been associated with violent paranormal activity. It is not the girls fault because they don't even know its them. Any case, I don't know what caused and I don't want to know. It happened and it was scary and maybe you can come to your own conclusion.

POLTERGEIST IN APARTMENT - UPDATED

This event took place last year at my girl friends apartment. I was not there, but I was on the phone when some of the following events happened. This is actually an e-mail I sent to a paranormal investigator on the matter. That's why it reads like I am writing it to you. I have had many ghostly experiences in my life. This my second listing. If my first listing makes it please read it! It is called 'Sacred Ground'. Both are very detailed and 100% true.

I am looking for some answers to the event that happened to me and my girlfriend yesterday. To make it short and to the point, my girlfriend was at her apartment yesterday and she went to take out the trash. See set the trash out side the door and heard a smashing sound in the living room, which was right behind her. She had place a empty glass which she had been drinking out of on top of the TV. She has the living room decorated in golf, so of course there has to be golf balls in the room. Anyway, a golf ball was launched from the coffee table ten feet away and smashed the glass in half. At that moment I called her, unknowing about the freak incident, and she sounded a little weirded out. I asked her what was wrong and she explained to me what had happened and I dismissed it as one of those weird things. I work in an engineering department and I thought it could have been a cold glass sitting on top of a warm TV, sure why not? I calmed her down and we hung up and I continued working. One hour later she called me in a hysterical rage. Just as we had hung up from our previous phone call, she was looking down to turn the cordless phone off, a glass mug sitting on the coffee table under her shattered into bits. She described it as if someone had put there hands around it and squeezed very, very hard. Stephanie panicked and went and grabbed her car keys and left. She went to her moms house and told her brother and mom about what was going on. Her mom did not believe her, but her seventeen year old brother did. So they both got back in the car and went back to the apartment. We have a balcony with a sliding glass door that faces our parking area. As soon as they entered the parking area the curtain that covers the sliding glass doors flew open as if someone noticed they were home. When they got out of the car and stared at the sight for about thirty seconds it suddenly was closed back into position. At this point her brother really began to believe even more. Regretfully they both entered the apartment and they searched around and everything seemed okay. So, they sat down on the couch and tried to relax and calm down. There is a work table in the living room behind the couch, which has a lot of our business notes, letters, cards, etc... As they were watching TV a stack of letters slowing moved above there heads and landed near the door, about 18 feet away. They both panicked and ran out the door and down the stairs. During the entire time Stephanie tried to call me a work, (for about 30 minutes), and keep getting a busy signal. That is impossible! Due the phone network at the company I work for there never has been and never will be a busy signal! After they were outside she remembered she forgot to grab the phone so she could call me. Reluctantly, she went back up stairs and grabbed the phone. As she ran out the door and turned around to shut it a golf club leaning a against the wall down a complete levitation and a cartwheel across the living room. She finally got hold of me and I rushed home. The apartment was a mess, papers, golf balls, clubs, broken glass was every were. I have contacted our pastor to come and do a exorcism. He should be able to do it today or tomorrow. Needless to say we did not stay in the apartment last night. We have been living in this apartment for about two months and the residents before us just suddenly left. They did not make a address change or nothing. I will investigate there whereabouts today and find out why they really left.

Updated:

I spoke with my wife last night about this incident. I forgot some very scary details:

Just before she ran out the door to go get someone, she blew out all the candles in the apartment except for one. She didn't want the apartment to burn down. When she returned, all the candles were burning EXCEPT the one she didn't blow out! After the papers flew over both there heads, the cabinet doors in the kitchen stated opening and slamming all at once. Over and Over, the cabinets opened and shut and then the pantry door started doing the same thing. At the same time the golf club leaning against the wall hurled itself at Steph and her brother standing just outside the door watching in disbelief. The golf club to its leaning position on the wall and a couple seconds later it done a cartwheel across the living room. To strengthen my theory that the spirit was a woman, nothing happened "violently" when I was home. Also, my wife was a Princess House Dealer. She had many pieces of crystal around the house. Every time we would have a fight one of these pieces would mysteriously shatter. Stephanie also loves clothes and shoes, I believe a bit more than most women. One day she saved a dog from the pound. It was a very loving dog. Since we had to live in the apartment we had to keep the dog "Skyler" inside most of the day. Every time we would come home from work Skyler would have torn up a pair of Steph's shoes. It didn't seem that odd until Skyler started acting really weird. She developed a nervous condition. We would test our theory that it was actually the ghost getting to our dog. We would put Skyler in her room and lock the door, not for very long, this was just a test. Then we would lock our bedroom door. When we returned, Skyler was out of her room, Steph's clothes and shoes would be in the living room torn up. As always, it was only Stephanie's things. How did she get out of a locked door into another locked door open a closet door and get clothing and shoes to tear up? Finally, Sklyer's condition got worse. We had to give her away. To this day she does not have the nervous condition she had when she lived with us. That's pretty weird that a jealous ghost would go through a dog to get revenge, revenge for what?? I am in the process of finding out who died in that apartment and what circumstances it was under. I am sure I will find that a woman killed herself in our bedroom because her lover/husband cheated on her and left her for someone else. And I will also bet that every couple that lived in the apartment after that fought terribly and possibly split up. Both me and Stephanie had overwhelming urges to commit suicide there. Truthfully, I almost did one night. Both of us were arrested on separate occasions because of bad fights. We would fight and then neither of us would remember anything, we just knew we had violent fight. We didn't fight at all until we entered that apartment, and we haven't fought since we moved out. That goes to tell me that there was evil spirit after our relationship. I couldn't believe that I forgot all that stuff. Please feel free to contact me about my experiences and your own.

eric@motioncontrol.org

Submitted From: Virginia, USA

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