Collection of my paranormal true stories in my life 1958 – 1959 -Baghdad city- Iraq. I was 5 years old I left home for a walk in the summer of … Continue Reading →
Thank you for taking the time to look at these books Author contact Sherman Carmichael 843-386-3320 firstname.lastname@example.org Highway 48 Phantom, The Crescent Hotel, Haunted Adluh Flour Mill, Old Stone Church and … Continue Reading →
The grieve of losing love one and the Dangers of Summoning Spirits Steve Ramsey, PhD The worse grieve is to lose someone who is already alive, the one who … Continue Reading →
Touching by an invisible entity &”mirror- touch synesthesia. Steve Ramsey, PhD Many years back there was a movie based on a true story of a woman that been touched … Continue Reading →
Residual haunting my true story When I was young my parents rented a very nice large house and they did so because it was very cheap to rent. No one … Continue Reading →
Hoia-Baciu Forest Some call this eerie forest of crooked trees the “Bermuda Triangle of Romania.” Hoia-Baciu. DANIEL MIRLEA / ALAMY Hoia-Baciu. DANIEL MIRLEA / ALAMY Hoia-Baciu. DANIEL MIRLEA / ALAMY … Continue Reading →
I call my article ; the ghost physics, or the spirit electricity principles. The physics of the other side. Beside the anger issues that some spirits and ghosts do have … Continue Reading →
1. The Green Lady – Crathes Castle The Green Lady’s Room at Crathes castle is named after the spirit of a young woman who has often been seen by the … Continue Reading →
From Robert Crabtree- UK Hi Steve, DEC, 20, 2020 I took photos of what I believe to be ghosts and scenes created by them. One of my early pictures (was … Continue Reading →
creating a monsters in nazis and russian prisons ,The story recounts an experiment set in a late–1940s Soviet test facility. In a military-sanctioned scientific experiment, five political prisoners were kept in a sealed gas chamber, with an airborne stimulant continually administered in order to keep the subjects awake for 30 consecutive days. The prisoners were falsely promised that they would be set free from the prison if they completed the experiment.
The subjects behaved as usual during the initial days, talking to each other and whispering to the researchers through the one-way glass, though it was noted that their discussions gradually became darker in subject matter. After nine days, one subject began screaming uncontrollably for hours while the others had no reaction to his outburst. Continue Reading →
Sherman Carmichael, a native of Hemingway, South Carolina currently lives in Johnsonville, South Carolina. Carmichael has been dabbling into things that are best left alone since he was 17, like ghosts, UFOs, monsters and other strange and unusual things. He has seen, heard, and felt things that defy explanation. Carmichael’s first 3 books, Forgotten Tales of South Carolina, Legends And Lore of South Carolina, and Eerie South Carolina, centered on ghosts and the strange and unusual. In his 4th book UFOs over South Carolina, Carmichael takes a closer look at hovering objects and strange lights in the sky. His 5th book Strange South Carolina returns to the ghostly encounters. In his 6th Carmichael takes a look at Coastal North Carolina with Mysterious Tales of Coastal North Carolina. In Carmichael’s 7th book Mysterious South Carolina, Carmichael returns home to South Carolina for more of the strange and unusual. In Carmichael’s 8th book Carmichael returns to North Carolina for more strange and unusual stories about the Piedmont in Mysterious Tales of the North Carolina Piedmont. In his 9th book Carmichael takes a look at the strange and unusual happenings in Western North Carolina. Carmichael has traveled throughout the United States visiting haunted locations including Roswell New Mexico. He has also traveled to Mexico and Central America researching the Mayan Ruins. He plans to continue visiting these unusual places for many years to come. Carmichael worked as a journalist for many years, 30 years as a photographer, 30 years in law enforcement and 12 years in the movie entertainment business. Continue Reading →
A letter from our reader from the US, regarding his paranormal experience in his house
First I wanted to apologize for not realizing you were from Canada. I found your name by doing a search of mediums and paranormal for the Chattanooga, TN area. As for the Cape Cod comment it was a type of house and not actually in the Cape Cod area. It’s basically a house with a very steep roof where the upstairs windows protrude out from the roof. The house I’m living in is in Cleveland, TN which was mostly undeveloped 20 years ago and is now growing rapidly and only has a population of about 40,000 people.
That being said I was able to do a little research about you on a few websites and some of the information I was going to ask you is outlined. Specifically a DIY at home cleansing and about not confronting or challenging spirits. I’m not quite yet comfortable with information on the blog as I don’t think we’ve gone deep enough into a few things and even then, yes I’d appreciate the removal or changing of names and maybe some slight vagueness of the exact location
I will definitely be looking into the history of the previous owners, I still have their names so hopefully I can find that out. For my current situation I’m usually a pretty carefree with a normal amount of stress and usually do not let too many things get to me. I feel that I used to be able to see paranormal type things, flashes, movement, feelings when I was younger and after going through all the experiences at my friends house I was able to block it more as I really didn’t want to see any of that.
My friend’s mother feels that she has a vortex in her basement where Myself and my girlfriend both felt the most uneasy at. This is also the area that has always frightened me to be around. As for my house I don’t feel any of those uneasy feelings other than when I was at my friends house but I do get uncomfortable when my girlfriend and I can smell death/decay/mold/musty type of smell.
When this happens it seems to be very localized. It has happened in the house a few times in different areas of the house. My house is built on a hill so the area under the house isn’t completely in the ground and I’ve had the crawl space/cellar type area completely encapsulated with a dehumidifier. Here’s a link to a picture if you have never heard of this, if is common in the south to have better air quality in the house
. I have an IQ systems air purifier and IQ Air Testing unit in the middle of the down stairs that I had constantly monitored air quality along with several plants for air quality and a radon detector. All of which showed excellent air quality. Although a few of the plants have recently died I think from all the dust and lack of watering after starting remodeling. I was hoping they would make a recovery and maybe I should throw those out as I believe it’s a bad omen to have death in your house even if it’s plants.
The cat who I’ve named Bob as it looks like a bobcat, showed up several years ago and looked very skinny. I fed it one day and it’s been mostly around since. Sometimes it might disappear for a week or so but always ends up back on my porch. Since I got rid of any inside animals last year when my wife and I split up I do not let any animals in the house. Continue Reading →
THIS IS HER STORY
I seriously need help but I don’t know who to turn to.
Be aware that I only started taking notes on the 4th of September 2020.
On the 27th of July 2020, I had to put down my cat, which I adored with all my heart. I was still crying so much on the second day of her passing that I decided to look up pet afterlife videos on YouTube. I fell upon one of Danielle McKinnon’s videos, and that’s when I finally felt relief knowing that my cat was still with me.
I must say that I never stopped talking to my cat. When I would go out, I would say goodbye. When I came in, I would say hi! When I looked at the places where she often hung around, you guessed it; I talked to her. On nights that I would watch a movie, I pretended that my cat was resting on me and would pet her back, just like we always did.
About one week or two after the passing of my cat, I started to feel as if I had energy coming out of my fingertips. The next day it intensified, and I suddenly witnessed first hand how we are all energy. The day after that, I could feel the energy coming out of everything! For a few days, I didn’t know what was going on and felt very baffled.
I did not realize then how it was important for me to take notes when such and such event happened, so I might sound a little bit confused.
One night, while I was watching a movie, I called Lea to come and watch a movie with me. Since her death, I had done this every time I watched a movie. So, I pretended I was petting her and that’s when I started to feel her whiskers, her breath and even her kissing me as she always did when she was alive.
The night after that, I couldn’t wait to watch a movie with my girl. All-day, I felt a small animal, such as a little dog or cat, walking on my feet and trying to jump on my knees. So, thinking it was my baby girl, called Lea, I kept on telling her to jump on me, but she wouldn’t; she stayed with her feet on my feet and her head on my knees, begging me to pick her up. I must tell you that I am in a motorized wheelchair, and so you can understand how it would be easy for an animal to walk and rest on my feet.
I think it was on that same night that while I was lying in bed, I saw three figures (silhouettes). One; that I could not see very well but figured that it was my cat because I could faintly feel it licking my fingers, as she used to do—another one; going back and forth on my feet and one more that I call the guardian because it did not move.
So, first, I discovered my cat, and then there were three cats, and then four. Also, I thought that I was going to be able to feel them only at night, but that is not the case. I can feel their mustaches, their little wet nose, and I can feel their breath anytime they are near me and even if there are people around.
Quick update: 5ft Sept. 2020. I am now surrounded by at least five or six pets. I can feel their whiskers… there is even one that seems to be very young because it is chewing on my shoes and pinched the back of my leg yesterday. Also, they are not all cats as I thought; there are also dogs and maybe even other types of animal such as rats.
The 9th of September 2020
Now I need serious help. This situation is not fun anymore. About 3 nights ago, I counted 9 animals in my bed; that is when my problems began. This will sound absolutely impossible, but I swear to you on my father’s head, who is still alive, that what I am about to tell you is real.
The night that I could see 9 different shadows of pets, I sensed one coming up to my ear at a swift but delicate pace, and it resembled a lot like a Chihuahua that we had, my parents and I some 30 years ago. Now you may think to yourself, “So what? it’s only a Chihuahua, what harm can that do?” I am very embarrassed to tell you that the Chihuahua started licking my private parts.
On that first night of her appearance, I got it to stop, but all the days ever since, she has been continuously licking my vagina and my butthole. I swear to you this is not a joke. It is not fun at all to have this freaking ghost Chihuahua dog licking your private parts from morning ’till night.
I have tried chasing her away with sage. Since I did not want to chase away my own cat, I’ve decided last night only to purify my body, as well as my motorized wheelchair. This afternoon I think I will have no choice but to try to cleanse the whole apartment since it did not work at all.
Update the 12th of September 2020
The sage made things worse; it intensified the Chihuahua’s pace. I tried telling them that they are not welcome anymore, that they must all go. That was last night. Today, I am ignoring them, but I can still feel some of them touching me with their whiskers. As for the little corrupted one, I still feel it but faintly.
Some Paranormal chasers have told me to stop talking to my baby and any of them, to stop giving them attention. They also said I should firmly ask them to go away… but I don’t think they will. One told me to look up what an incubus was and that it should give me an idea of what I am dealing with.
Do you have any suggestions as to what to do meanwhile to protect myself?
I literally did not sleep last night and surely won’t sleep at all tonight either because I am now afraid that they will get angry with me now that I am ignoring them.
It wIll sound stupid, but I put a garlic head under the seat of my motorized wheelchair.
Do you recommend something else?
Have you ever heard of such a situation?
I need some professional help, can you help me
Sincerely ( K.D_ ) Carol ; City: Rimouski, Region: Quebec, Canada.
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The family moved to this old apartment complex, as it was the last resource for low rent to fit their low budget .The landlord lady was an old and very kind lady that took pity on this tenant with her 4 kids.
The family moved with their few belonging to this old one bedroom unit. The tenant started to work for the old landlord and so she gave her rent free as her salary and the tenant was doing the laundry, house cleaning, and cooking going to the market for her and in return the old lady also gave her and her kids 4 food for each day.
One child was 8 and he went to school, another was 5 and the third was 3 and one girl 2 years old.
The landlord loved children so she asked the tenant that she can keep the kids in her house while she is working for her cleaning, washing, cooking, and going to the market. One child didn’t like to stay in the old lady house because she always asked him to take care of the 2 years old , they always watched cartoons and slept so he liked to stay alone in the unit and watch TV alone until his mother came back with the other 2 kids .
The tenant was very grateful for this job, as her husband was in a political prison for 5 years. So she knew that she had to work very hard and thank God for his blessing of that job and that kind landlord, as the government paid only a few dollars a month and it was not even enough to buy food for a month.
By the time she go to her place and look after her children fed them, prepare the older child for his next day school, wash their clothes and iron them then she was ready to sleep with the 2 years and 3 years old children beside her, and as soon as her head hit the pillow she was in 7 heavens. Occasionally woke up after the 2 years old cries and she gave her the warm milk bottle.
There was this icon talisman on the wall part of the unit furniture that’s belonging to the landlord lady. It was a mystic looking evil eye or they call it the eye of Fatima for protection as this was and still is part of middle east culture way back from the Jewish and Islamic traditions they used to call it om Khams anyone ( khamsha , hamsa,) ,it was larger than usual, bronze with green jade and red stones . When the sunlight hits the eye it will shine in the morning, and when the moon light hits the eye it becomes even more mysterious with red laser like light shining from it that mixes with the jade and the brass.
There is only one bedroom so the lady and the children slept in one room , the older child had his own corner bed, and the rest slept on small , thin mattresses on the floor . The lady slept in the middle front of the door. In the room was that old antique table with a mirror that was kept by the landlord lady in the place that was exactly on the opposite side of the Eye. At night when the moon is full the moonlight shines to this eye and the light reflects to the mirror that keeps the 3 children entertained. They used to have a small black and white TV that the old landlord gave to them to watch cartoons.
The older child used to go to school nearby after he eats his oatmeal, and one was 5 years and stayed back home, after his mother took the other 2 with her to the landlord house to work. Their mother go to work at the old lady house that was only 100 feet away the little child stay behind watching cartoon as he didnt’ like to go to the landlord house ,and like watching cartoon and children show on the black and white the TV alone , and watch the windows to see when his brother Sam comes back .
His mother didn’t have a baby sitter, she couldn’t afford one, and the landlord lady was watching the other 2 kids while my mother worked. The landlord lady had knee pain and used a cane to walk, her husband passed away a few years earlier leaving her the large house and the apartment units.
The little child mother told him to not open the door to any one,only if he feels he was in danger or there was a fire to leave the house and come to her at her work and always ask him to join them so they can all stay at the landlord house while she do her work but he liked to stay in the unit.
When his mother arrived from work for break, do her prayers, and to feed the child and make sure that he was ok she fined the little child sleeping beside the mirror or on the top of the table where the mirror stood. She didn’t think much about it. She thought it was a child play and he might be bored.
One day when she walked into the place she could hear her child talking to someone!
She was surprised! so she moved slowly to the bedroom and looked from the corner of the door , She saw him talking to the mirror, again she thought it was a child’s imagination and loneliness but when she asked him about it the child said yes he was talking to the lady in the mirror.
What lady? The mother asked
The old nice lady who tell me everything, the child replied
You mean the landlord lady? You want to talk to her, the mother asked
No mom it is a nice lady she tell me things and always protect me, he answered
Again the mother brushed it as imagination and asked the child to watch TV and started to teach him how to pray to God, and told him to come with her so he wouldn’t feel alone. But he insisted on staying, and only went to walk with his mom to the park nearby.
The child conversation with that lady in the mirror only happens when the sunlight hits the eye and it reflects to the mirror then the lady appears to the child only and not to the rest of the family.
The child asked the lady in the mirror who always papered to him on Friday afternoon, what is your name?
My name is Salma, the answer was given, and my name is Saad the child answered
At the end of a quiet road, behind a veil of twisted old palm trees, there was an old house. A woman lived there with her 3 children; her husband was in the political prison in Baghdad Iraq.
On bitter nights, she sat by the ala aldeen kerosene heater in her old house. She was making some home bread as it is cheaper for her, and she was washing clothes and ironing them as her side job to make money to survive in the unkind city of Baghdad at that time in the communist Shia backed government, just like the one we have now.
She did all her work and sent the kid to deliver the washed and ironed clothes to the neighbors and they can bring the money they gave, for them it was cheaper than the actual professional iron and laundry store, and to help this lady. She grew tired enough for sleep. The children were fed lentil soup and fresh bread as they couldn’t afford meat or fruit. But on this night, as her eyes grew heavy, she was startled by a sound. Sound that she hadn’t heard before despite that she saw many phantoms and entities in her life. The sound was calling her name, Fatima, Fatima is enchanting voice
Who could be calling her name, she wondered? She rose from her old bed, and walked toward the sound in the dark part of the small house, and said in Arabic language, meno enta and shetreed? Who are you and what you want in this hour, and started praying and saying grace, with her long beads rosary.
Where are you, she asked?
“I’m here,” a deep well mannered voice said.
She was terrified and started calling God names and praying more, WHY, and “Who is this?” she asked angrily
while her hands were shaking to start the lantern as she didn’t have a flashlight, and the only electric light that were in the house was near the front door .she run to the kitchen and hold a knife in one hand and the lantern in other hand screaming for help as loud as she could so hoping that someone outside can hear her as she was scared to go close to the door. The children woke up and started to cry so she put them in the corner of the room and each hold a kitchen knife whatever they could find to help their mother and they put a second lantern to brighten the place, the little child 5 years old sneak slowly to the front door and turn on the light and ran back to his mother.
I turned on the light mom, now can we see who is this intruder? he said to his mom. That child was me.
My brother Samir was 9 years and my other brother Raad was 4. Our house was an old house and part of other houses beside it that the landlord gave to my mother with very low rent as goodwill as he used to know my father.
My mother started to walk slowly around the place toward the door to make sure if the front door was closed
She asked again, I am going to call the neighbors, who is it? But there was no answer.
Samir my older brother called someone from the neighborhood; they came and checked the place for any intruder
but there was no one in the place.
But we heard a man’s voice too, we told the neighbor. Continue Reading →