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 in that area likes to rent it, buy it or come close to it . My parents didn’t know why. So my father decided to rent…… Continue reading Residual haunting my true story
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A letter from our reader from the US, regarding his paranormal experience in his house
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.
Demonic house
How I wish I will visit this house and let me see if this demon stand a chance with me , I am sick and tired of demonic presence that cause traumatic injuries to children , I experienced that since I was 5 years old , but thanks God I learn to deal with them and protect myself using many methods but for the majority of the people they are like a mouse running from a cat.
The Eye and the spirit’s Mirror My true story
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
THE VOICE my mother true story of a guardian angel
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.
My answer to Mr BR. from the USA- part 2
My answer to Mr BR. from the USA, he wants his name to be unknown and address undisclosed.
I didn’t forget you, and thank you for the detailed email.
Yes I live and work in south Calgary – Alberta- Canada. Otherwise I will give you a visit if I was closer
The design of the house has a great effect on the energy flow and how you feel.
See what you can dig for the previous owners and what had happened to them.
They will alter your name and ID on the blog to Mr. BR from the USA. Nice to hear you don’t suffer from severe stress
and anxiety as these factors play a great role in paranormal sensing .
When you are younger your energy is more pure and you can feel and sense the surroundings
in a more sensitive way but when we get older most of this gift will either disappear or be reduced.
There are lots of books out in the market that can teach you how to increase your spiritual sensitivity, it is a long process. It is also great that you
can block and protect yourself from these entities , as if you give them an inch they move in your life a mile. Some spirits like children want to interact with humans and some play games and don’t think they are dead and if they realize it after a while they refuse to leave until they can be convinced to pass to the other side . Demonic presences are going nowhere and they have one task to do, and that is to inflict the maximum stress, depression,
Entities experienced in someone house
From our reader Mr. RR – from the USA. He dont want his name and his address to be identified. He asked a few questions concerning a paranormal experience in his house. He wrote his answers to my questions in the same letter and here what he said. August 2020 Hey Steve,…… Continue reading Entities experienced in someone house
My True Story – Our Haunted house
This story I call it 3 AM . I came down to the kitchen for breakfast on a Friday morning, my mom and my sisters are already up, and they look exhausted. My mom asked me, “Did you sleep alright?” “Yeah,” I said. “Even after you woke up?” “…I woke up?” when? Sometime in the…… Continue reading My True Story – Our Haunted house