Something very strange.

[Kokonee 0]

Tiddly Winks wrote:

Kokonee wrote:

Aw, Yvette, we all know you are off your rocker! But that is beside the point!

I woke up today and the first thing I thought was, "I wonder if Yvette had a visitor last night?"

Well you know the old saying 'birds of a feather flock together'.

[hannahbananaa 0]

omg! goosebumps!

[xPink.Pixel.Princessx 0]

Your getting me all curious now. I want to come live with you and experience this and help you find out =D.

Iv actually been randomly waking up for no reason at all throughtout the night and iv taken a look around my bedroom. I dont know why but i always feel someone is watching me all the time.
Like now, I can feel coldness on my left shoulder but my right is really warm.
Probably just me being paranoid now and wishing things to much >.<.>
I wish someone could bring the dead back to life so they could be with us one last time. If its only for a short period of time....But i know...That will never happen =(

Keep us informed about yout experience =)

[MaMaShiShi 0]

Just now reading this today. So interesting. Do let us know what you find out. So many things in the spiritual realm which we do not have answers to. Just be discerning, my friend!

I had a couple of experiences I'd like to share. One was on a missions trip in the Solomon Islands. I was spending a few days at a bible school for girls. In the Solomons, there were some who practiced witchcraft, and although I was at this Christian school, there was some spiritual 'activity' there, probably because people around there were open to the spiritual realm, whether good or evil.

I felt pretty safe where I was. I was staying in the main house with the school principal and shared a room with another lady. I had a horrible dream one night and screamed—waking me up, my roommate, and the principal. After sharing my dream (someone in the dream was getting their head chopped off—eek!) they prayed for me, and then the principal shared that whenever any of the girls in the school were sick, they'd have them come sleep in this room til they got better. And very often the girls had nightmares when they stayed in this room. (Thanks for the warning.) I have no idea if there was some history of something evil going on in that part of the school, or what the property had been used for before it was a school or anything.

The next night, tho I was kind of scared, I also felt somewhat prepared—that whatever evil thing I might dream about I would combat with prayer. I went to sleep. Sometime in the middle of the night I woke up to a snarling, rabid dog standing on the foot of my bed, baring his teeth and growling at me. As real as it looked, I knew it wasn't an actual dog, there was no weight on me or the bed, though he would be standing on my legs where he was. My eyes were wide open and I was awake. I looked right back at the snarling thing and said 'Get out in Jesus' name!' and the dog disappeared, and that was that. No more dreams or 'visions' for me in that room after that.

A few years later, I was married and my husband and I were living downstairs at my parent's house. I always left the bathroom light on, it was just outside our bedroom, and even with the door closed it gave just a little light under the door so it wasn't pitch black in the bedroom. Early one morning, about 5 or 6am, the door slowly cracked open part way and I saw my mom standing there like she was just checking on us. (My mom has been a worrier for years, and often has trouble sleeping, so this was completely logical to me that she might be up early and have some concern whether we were OK or not, or maybe she wanted to tell me something and was checking to see if I was awake...) So having just woke up and seeing her in shadow and the bright bathroom light behind her, I didn't say anything for a second, and she closed the door, but I was so curious about what the heck she wanted at 5am that I said 'Mom?...... Mom?' No answer and she didn't come back. So I got up opened the door, walked out the room, through the hallway and another room and went to the laundry room to see if she was in there getting an early start... no mom. Went up to the kitchen where my dad was having breakfast—he worked a very early shift—and asked him where mom was. He said she was in bed. And I said, but she was just downstairs and opened the bedroom door and looked in on me... and he said, she hasn't been up yet this morning, she's still sleeping. I went to my parent's room and there she was sleeping, sure enough.

So who looked in the door? I don't know. I just saw the shape of a female figure in a robe and assumed it was my mom—I mean, I really hadn't seen a face or features, because the bright light of the bathroom was behind the person, and whoever it was, was in shadow. But I had no scary feeling, just thought someone was checking in on me, that's all. Theories? Maybe my grandmother? She died in that house... but my grandmother was not the 'haunting' type (IMHO). Maybe an angel? A friend of mine suggested that—as I was going to have some minor surgery that day, and a friend had come over and prayed for me the day before. I don't know... but for some kind of spiritual experience, it wasn't scary. Just peaceful. Someone watching over me is all.

[Tiddly Winks 0]

Two nights ago, we went to Gummersbach, which is just to the east of Cologne. We stayed at a pretty modern looking hotel. I am not certain that what I saw Monday níght was connected to this building somehow. I went to sleep (or tried to) and felt or sensed absolutely nothing. In fact, maybe it was the not feeling or sensing anything that mad eme not be able to sleep.

At any rate, last night, I was back home. Although I was too tired to think about visiting spirits, it was strange about how spiritually empty I was.

I have had people tell me of similar experiences Mamashishi. In fact, I knew a girl in college who had a guardian spirit around her, and then when she went to Church and spoke about it, the spirit vanished. Since I feel no impending doom about this, I will continue to research my experience and see what happened.

It is strange that Thursday night I felt absolutely nothing. So, I could only conclude that what happened is more connected to this building than to me.