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Adding my own story of the supernatural.
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Rickstir    Posted 07-18-2003 at 08:22:41       [Reply]  [No Email]
My first wife passed away at the age of 49 nine years ago. My daughter had a baby a little over a year after she passed, so my wife never knew her grandson was concieved let alone born.

When Kyle was five, my daughter was up to the farm visiting and as it was summer time we were cleaning up the yard, trimming that sort of stuff. I was working in a fence row about 50 yards from the house. My daughter and Kyle were picking up weeds by the side of the house in the vacinity of the central air conditioning unit.

My back was to them and I clearly heard my wife's voice say "check the baby". I turn and he was about to stick his hand in the top of the air conditioner where the fan was. I yelled and my daughter caught him in time. We all know now that Grandma Joan is watching over him! My special pleasure was that I got to hear my wife's voice again.

Rob    Posted 07-18-2003 at 11:54:12       [Reply]  [Send Email]
My grandpa (PA) farmed until he was 65 and then retired and moved to town, and did handyman odd jobs for something to do. He died in 1981 and my dad got all his tools. Shortly after he died my family was building a new house and my dad swears he heard PA's drill running downstairs. My dad went down stairs and could still hear the drill running but as soon as he got to where he would be able to see it it stopped. My dad told me about this and I thought "whatever" he must be sad about PA passing away. I was around 12 at the time.

Well, last summer my wife and I built a new house, I had never told her about the drill story. She woke me up in the middle of the night and said someone is in the basement and it sounds like a drill is running. So I jump up and grab a gun and procede to check the basement out. I had forgoten all about my dads story until checking the basement out with a gun and my tighty whiteys I saw PA's drill laying on the concrete in the corner. My dog had chewed the cord on my drill off and my dad had brought me PA's to use.

PA must have been down there using his old drill.

Clod    Posted 07-18-2003 at 15:41:29       [Reply]  [No Email]
Question of vital importance>> Was it left plugged in? Or not? When you found it running was it plugged in then?

Rob    Posted 07-19-2003 at 07:14:57       [Reply]  [Send Email]
Clod, the drill was NOT plugged in either time.

Jimbob    Posted 07-18-2003 at 10:47:58       [Reply]  [No Email]
Adder to my previous post.

Our grandfather died at his home. That night only the adults heard this heavenly music playing all night. They had only one radio & it was not playing from that. They stated anywhere they went, the music was the same volume & this house was huge (5000 sq ft).

I saw my grandfather come thru the closet & stand there right after I went to bed. I was not even near asleep. No one else was in the bedroom. He was in a white robe floating and I did not see any feet. The image was misty & had just enough denination to reconize his face. The figure hung around for about 15 seconds, then just faded into nothing. I was 10 & too scared to yell out. I kept the light on all night! And, I was real glad to leave that house.

I always had some odd awareness thru out my early life- not much now. My great, great aunt was so clairvoyant that she saved kids for drowning & other wield stuff. Mabby I got this Irish stuff.

Anyways, I was in my room one night & woke up. A strong breeze was flowing thru out my bedroom & it just felt like an unusually hot night. As I woke up better, I realized it was freakin winter & the windows were closed. Papers were scattered everywhere. This was not a dream & I got the heck out of there. I did not bother to go back to bed that night.

I do not like hocus pocus junk or anyother wield crap. And, I am glad it has gone away years ago. I always have been mentally healthy in every aspect. That is my story & I can't explain any of it.

Annie in KY    Posted 07-18-2003 at 08:44:36       [Reply]  [Send Email]
That story gave me goosebumps! What a special gift for all of you to have experienced.

Cindi    Posted 07-18-2003 at 10:27:39       [Reply]  [No Email]
Oh Lord. That brought tears to my eyes. Thanks for sharing it.

Clod    Posted 07-18-2003 at 15:57:48       [Reply]  [No Email]
I do like to hear those stories.I have hunted a lot at night useing A red filtered light attached to my rifle barrel and a scope.I had that to call varmints.I went to swamps and to west Texas.Some of the big time hunting story tellers were fun to bring along.Especially in the woods near swamps with big moss covered oaks and swamp water around.Then you turn on a tape of a screaming rabbit on a dark moonless night far from civilization.You friend starts seeing supernatural things .Often they will bring a shotgun and start shooting or like one brave fellow bang on the boat with his paddle and say let's git gone!As for Bigfoot or monsters like Maggie posted.I have hunted that area day and night.Another thing is the fact that good hunting dogs can find things hidden or chase them down.But ghost stories are fun around a campfire.Many a ghost has turned into an armidillo.(When you locate the source of the noise in the bushes)

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