I have been an avid reader of this site for about a year
now and still can not get enough. I have submitted a story
about a year ago and would now like to share some other
experiences I have had.
In 1999 my husband and I had taken over his fathers
apartment so he could move to another province. My husband
had lived there in the past with his father and never
noticed anything unusual until we moved in.
The first incident I remember is my husband (Matt) and I
sitting in the living room watching TV. I realized that
the hangers in the front closet were rattling. Not just a
coat falling and making noise but really rattling. The
closet doors were closed and the rods were the kind that
have little holes in a long flat piece of metal so that
each hanger has to be placed properly into each slot (or
hole). We both watched the closet doors almost expecting
someone or something to pop out. The rattling stopped and
nothing else happened that day. We did hear them alot over
the next year or so until we moved into another apartment
in the same complex area.
Another incident that happened really scared both myself
and my husband. I was coming home from work one evening
and when I got to our apartment door I put my key in to
unlock the it. I flipped the key to the unlock position
and started to turn the handle. I still had one hand on
the key, and as I started to turn the handle the key
flipped back to the lock position....it moved my hand. I
jumped back startled but thought it was my husband (who was
inside) playing a joke on me. So I yelled at him that he
was not funny and to let me in. I was tired and hungry and
wanted to just get inside and start my evening. I tried
agian and this time the key stayed in the unlock position.
I walked into the apartment and threw down my keys on a
table near the entrance. As I did I started walking
towards and talking to my husband about how rude it was to
lock me out like that and how mad I was. Well he jumped
about 2 feet when I started talking and cut me off saying
that he swore I had walked in, tossed my keys down (as I
usually did) and walked into the living room about 1 minute
before I actually did. He had heard and saw me out of the
corner of his eye. He even had say hello but got no
reply. He swears he did not play with the lock. I do
believe him as he was pretty shaken up.
My sister has a good theory about this. She thinks that it
was some sort of time warp/bending that happened. As if my
spirit had gone in when I turned the key in the lock the
first time. Very weird. It never did happen agian.
In our new place we are always seeing a shadow going from
our kitchen to our bathroom. Usually in the evenings, but
it does happen at all hours day and night.
One night I was sleeping on our couch as I was very very
sick and did not want to keep Matt up all night with my
coughing and tossing. I was laying with my head laying at
the base of our A/C unit. (I live in Canada and since we
don't need the A/C in winter we unplug it from the wall).
I started to hear a hum and at first thought it was the
heater. I soon realized it was not our heater but our A/C
unit. I could not figure out how it turned on so I lifted
up my head to see that it was indeed still unplugged. I
got a bit scared. It was not blowing any air at all, just
making the noise of the fan running. As I said I was sick
at the time and I thought it was just a fever playing with
me. I guess I will never really know.
I have an old dining room bureau that had belonged to my
grandparents. My Grandmother is still alive and well, but
my grandfather had passed away in 1993. He had always kept
a bottle of sherry in the bureau on the right hand side.
He had one shot everyday and when I was a little girl, (I
lived with them) he would let me dip my finger in his glass
so I could have a taste. Well in the past year or so the
right had door to the bureau opens up on it's own. It was
happening every day. Finally one day I was home alone and
noticed it was open, and I had had enough. I said loudly
(as my grandfather had been hard of hearing) "Gigi, there
is no sherry in there anymore. Please stop opening the
door." Well that was the last time it opened on it's own.
But in all honesty I really wish I had not said anything.
I felt very empty and alone after that happened. I think
my grandfather left. It has been very empty at home since
then. I really can't explain it. I sure do miss him and
even told him he can come back but to please not open the
door. I have not had any more experiences since then.
There is one other situation I would like to mention as
other have written in about similar incidents too.
When I was a child I would be laying in bed trying to
sleep. I would feel almost light headed and feel like I
was floating. At that point I would hear many many voices
in my head and they were all calling out my name. Mostly
in whispers and far away voices, but clear. I would get
scared and sit up in bed. It would pass and I would
eventually get to sleep. It did not happen every night but
at least once a week. It stopped sometime in my late
teens. I have been told that I had been having out of body
experiences and the voices were those of souls trying to
get back into a physical body. These people said if I had
allowed my spirit to travel to far then the other spirits
could steal my body and my spirit would float around in
search of a physical body. I honestly don't know if I
believe this or not but I have had no other explanations.
Well I think that is about it. At least for now. I hope
you enjoyed reading about my experiences.