Ghostly Wind

The wind is moaning as it blows through the patio.

I’m sitting at the computer located in the room next to that patio. It’s my favorite of the two spots where I do my writing. The curtains are drawn but just enough light filters through so I don’t have to turn on any lamps.

The dim, shadow-filled room coupled with the sound of the wind sharpens my sensitivity. My inner connection opens wide, ebbing and flowing, pulsing with the sound.

Today I hear ghosts. Low moaning ones. Sometimes only one or two. Other times, what seem to be great hordes of wailing spirits. Shrieking.

I break out in goosebumps from head to toe. I feel creeped-out. It’s a feeling I’ve had more than a few times.

Why? Oh yes, I remember why.

Ghosts have stories to offer. I know, for I have written them after previous encounters just like today.

I wonder. What will they bring me this time? Scary stuff, I’m sure. Hopefully not so scary that I awaken from nightmares and run screaming from the apartment.

The restless shades of the departed are all around.

One story I see has multiple souls caught in some kind of negative spiral or something. Other ones include graveyards, piers, and deep forests. All seem to have fog involved. It figures…fog is creepy. Oh, and a big train that appears in my back yard. I wonder how that works since I live in an apartment.

These are just preliminary thoughts and I’m already somewhat spooked.

Golly, that wind really sounds scary!

Strangeness

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There’s never been any doubt that the apartment we live in is haunted. The presence we’ve both felt here has always seemed to be friendly and never gone beyond doing little things like making noises or thumps.

Now something new has started. Something is turning on the hot water in the bathroom sink. It’s happened several mornings in a row. Each time I’ll suddenly hear water running and when I walk into the bathroom the faucet will be turned on about a quarter of the way and steaming hot water will be running into the sink. I’m the only one present when it happens and I know I didn’t leave the water on.

We’re preparing to move to another place and frankly I’m glad since these ghosts or whatever seem to be getting more energetic.

Befriended By An Ant

Here’s a kind of funny thing that happened a few years ago.

I was working a part time job on weekends as a front desk clerk at one of the timeshare resorts. It was a rather small complex as timeshares go. It was a quiet Sunday and since the weather was quite agreeable I decided to sit on the deck just outside of the office and enjoy nature.

As I quietly sat there I happened to notice a large ant scurrying across the other side of the deck from me. I said, “Hello brother ant. Beautiful day, isn’t it?” And the ant stopped, then turned toward me. It sat still for a few moments, then took a few steps in my direction. I said, “Fear not, I am not one of those who would squash you.” The ant then retraced its steps and continued in the direction it had been traveling.

I watched it as it moved to the end of the deck and onto a low retaining wall. It soon came to a crack in the wall and stopped. Momentarily another ant, a smaller one, appeared and they both came back in my direction. When they arrived across the deck from where I was sitting, the little ant stopped but the big one came forward just like before. The little ant stayed put. Again, I spoke quietly to the ant. It moved forward again and got to within about an inch of my foot.. Then it stopped and just looked at me for awhile. I didn’t receive any communication but I had the impression that the big ant was showing the little ant that I was a trusted friend.

Suddenly the ant turned around and walked back to rejoin the little ant. They both went back to the crack in the wall and disappeared. I didn’t see either of them after that.

Chased By Something Unseen

It was close to sunset when Nan and I began our drive up the mountain. Part of the way up we pulled into a scenic turnout and and got out of the car to watch the sunset. The view was incredible.

As we enjoyed the beauty, I suddenly felt something strange nearby and I turned around to face the east. I couldn’t see anything but I could feel a presence approaching us. I felt very uncomfortable with this and anxious to be somewhere else. I turned to Nan and told her I thought we needed to get away from there. One look at her face told me she was feeling apprehensive too.

As fast as we could we got in the car, turned around, and headed back down the mountain. The sunlight suddenly failed completely and darkness descended on us like a snap of the fingers.

Whatever was out there was very close by. We could both feel it. I had to really fight to keep from giving in to panic as I drove down the twisting mountain road.

The presence stayed with us all the way down the mountain and into the outskirts of a small town, where we finally felt it suddenly depart. Nan, who had said nothing since we had jumped into the car and literally fled, looked at me and asked what that was. I told her I did not have any idea but I was certainly glad it was gone. Since we both were completely unnerved and exhausted from the experience we decided to drive some distance away from the area and find a room for the night.

What was it that chased us that night? Even after many years I still do not know. We have since been back to that same mountain and driven up that same road with no problems. We did make certain not to stop at that same turnout though.

Just Around The Corner

It was getting dark and he still had a couple of blocks to go before he got home. He had been late leaving work and now he was paying a price. He didn’t know why but he was apprehensive. Something didn’t feel right.

About halfway along the middle of the final block he abruptly stopped. At the corner of the building ahead something lurked. Something awful. He couldn’t see whatever it was but he knew it was there. Waiting for him.

What to do? He had to go home and there was no other way for him to get there.

Why was he so unnerved? Suddenly he knew. He’d had a horrible nightmare during the early morning hours. He had come awake with a sudden jolt, gasping for breath and shaking all over. He couldn’t remember any details but he knew he had awakened just before the nightmare had ended…so he hadn’t seen how it ended. Now he felt a knot of dread growing in his stomach. He was going to come face to face with whatever he had missed at that early morning moment.

He slowly moved closer to the corner of the building. He got so close he felt that if he tried he could probably hear whatever was waiting for him as it breathed. But he didn’t. Before he could completely lose his nerve and flee in the opposite direction he took that final step and turned to face what was waiting.

And…nothing was there.

On The Edge Of Somewhere

We were driving west along a state highway in northern California. Just kind of staying alert enough to keep the car aimed in the right direction. The scenery was nice and green and hilly but nothing spectacular. We had driven the same road countless times.

All of a sudden my wife said, “Now that’s strange!”

I glanced over at her and saw that she was looking intently out the window at something.

“Hey,” she said. “Can you pull the car over and stop on the shoulder?”

I pulled over and asked, “What’s up?”

“The water in that creek. It’s flowing in the wrong direction. We’re going downhill but it’s going uphill”

Sure enough the creek, which should have been flowing in the same direction we were traveling, was now flowing in the opposite direction. We got out of the car for a closer look. There was a strangeness in the air. Total quiet prevailed. Even the energetic little creek was making no sound. No birds flying around and no traffic on the road. It was as if we were in or at least on the edge of a different world. I noticed the hair was standing up on the back of my neck. My wife broke out in goosebumps. We quickly decided it would be a good idea to return to the car and get the heck away from there. Within a very short distance we observed that the water was again flowing in the right direction and things seemed normal.

Were we at a place where there was a dimensional shift or maybe a parallel world overlap? I don’t really know. We’ve come across a number of strange places in the foothills and mountains of the west. Places where the air shimmered and there was the feeling of an unseen presence nearby. I’ve heard them called portals or doors to other realms. Some of them have felt positive and light filled while other ones have had a dark, alien feeling.

We’ve tried to keep a healthy distance from all of them although on occasion we’ve been a lot closer than was comfortable.