I'm 24 yrs. old and have had many experiences with the
unknown, paranormal, supernatural or whatever you want to
call it. This particular experience is really more of a
series of experiences but they all tie together. All of
this is true and I apologize if this is long but you won't
get the full story if I leave anything out. So here goes.
Earlier this year, about in March, I was staying with a
friend of mine. Her apartment has a few spirits but the one
that sticks out in my mind is the man that was in the
swamp. The front of my friend's apartment faces a swamp and
it has a very creepy feeling to it. Her husband has seen
the man but I never did. I do know that he scared her
husband so bad, she couldn't get more than a few words out
of him. I felt him watching me however with a malevolent
feeling to it. I couldn't walk out her door at night or
evening for that matter without constantly looking over my
shoulder. He'll come into the story a little more later.
Fast forward to May. I left my friend's apartment to stay
with some other friend's because my boyfriend still worked
out of state and we couldn't afford two rents. I move up
north with my other friend's (we'll call them Y and K).
Anyhow, I get to Y and K's and it turns out that Y had a
dream that my boyfriend was going to die in a work related
accident and the best way to get him to quit his job was to
use me as the excuse. I found her dream odd but didn't
think much about it at the time. Anyway, one night while I
tried to sleep,(it's very hard to sleep in this house as
there is alot of spirit activity), I heard knocking on my
bedroom door. Let me describe my room. I sleep on the third
floor which was an attic and is now a bedroom. When you go
in the door you go up a flight of steps and you're in the
room. I thought for a second that it was Y or K up in the
middle of the night but I heard it again. Knock, Knock,
Knock. Well, I ignored this to the best of my ability and
tried to go to sleep. I then heard footsteps coming up the
stairs and over to my bed. These too I ignored although I
was getting creeped out. Then I felt something pressing
down on my feet. I looked to see if it was one of my cats,
but alas no it wasn't. I laid back down and I felt it
again. I SAW nothing but knew what I felt so I went
downstairs (more like ran) to sleep on the couch. Now my
boyfriend is Wiccan and so I keep a pentacle which is a
symbol of protection hanging up and it was moving. There
was no breeze or fan to make it move and when it turns as
it did that night that means there's a spirit present.
Go to the beginning of June. I learn now that my
estranged husband has died in a drowning accident. I now
learn from Y that the way my boyfriend was supposed to die
was by drowning. He is a commercial diver and his tenders
(the people who keep an eye on you topside) at that job
never paid attention to the diver in the water. Well, one
night Y was sitting at the computer and I was sitting on
the couch about 10 feet away from her. I clearly saw a mist
form in between her and me and stay there for about a
minute. Then it disappeared. Well a couple of days later Y
and I decide to do a Tarot reading. I've been reading Tarot
cards for a couple of years now and know what I can and
cannot do. That night we got ahold of at least 4 spirits.
One was her mother-in-law, one was my grandfather, one was
my late husband and one was the man in the swamp. It seems
the night I had the crap scared out of me, the man in the
swamp had come to me to warn me about what was going to
happen to my husband. I thanked him for trying to contact
me and asked him to move on. I hope that he's in peace now.
The mist I saw, I found out was my late husband. He still
hangs around and I'm still trying to find out why. Y thinks
that he wants my forgiveness considering ours was not a
happy marriage. I'm not sure what to think but this I know.
If Y and K hadn't convinced my boyfriend to move up here HE
would be dead and my husband still alive. Believe me or not
it's up to you.
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