The Paranormal Corner Radio Interview by the MOPRS Crew

We were lucky enough to be asked to be on a radio show for an interview by MOPRS crew (Mentor Ohio Paranormal Research Society). We did the show and had lots of fun. MOPRS Crew is an up and coming paranormal research and investigation team. One of the best teams we have encountered so far. Give a listen to our interview at the link below. Be sure to click on the Episode 18, 6th of August show which contain the podcast interview with The Paranormal Corner.

MOPRS Crew, The Paranormal Chronicles

 http://www.talkshoe.com/tc/895​14

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Mentor Ohio Paranormal Research Society (MOPRS)
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Mentor Ohio Paranormal Research Society (M.O.P.R.S)

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S.K.I. REPORT #20091106-04 WHAT I REALLY WANT TO KNOW

H3 Interstate, Oahu Hawaii from the road map site http://www.aaroads.com/guide.php?page=i00h3hi


The following article  was written by: Gabirel Del Aragon & Courtney Kunimura of SpookyKine Investigations. For more reading and Information on all things paranormal, Please visit http://www.spookykine.com/ we thank Spookykine.com for allowing us to repost this paranormal experience.

AS EXPERIENCED BY: Gabe

LOCATION: Interstate H-3, O‘ahu, Hawai‘i
DATE: Unknown
I used to work as a parking attendant on the Leeward side of O‘ahu. Sometimes my shift would end late, between midnight and 1:30am. Though nothing unusual ever happened at work, I can’t say the same for my drive home. By the time I finished work, I was pretty beat, and to stay awake on my drive home, I tried different things to keep my mind alert and active. I would usually turn up the radio and sing wildly, not like there was anyone to hear me.

As I cruised towards the Windward side along the H-3 one early morning, I noticed that there were no other cars on the road. In the darkness, the outline of the mountains were barely visible. Feeling extra sleepy and perhaps even a little bit lonely, I turned on the radio and at that moment, Santeria started playing. The popular Sublime song was one of my all-time favorites. I cranked up the volume and sang along.  
“I don’t practice Santeria, I ain’t got no crystal ball. . .”
I was getting more and more into the lyrics, and when I hit the chorus, I heard an extra pair of vocals coming from the back seat.  I stopped singing and listened carefully. Being familiar with the song, I wondered if this was a different version of Santeria, one I hadn’t heard before.  
No, it was the same song that usually played on the radio. But that voice. . .

I didn’t turn around because I knew there was no one else in the car. I just sat quietly waiting for the voice to start singing again. Nothing. Attributing it to fatigue after a long shift, I started singing again, “What I really want to know, my baby…”

To my surprise, the other voice chimed in again! This time, I decided to sing a bit longer, pretending I didn’t hear my unseen backup singer.
“What I really want to say, I can’t define...”
When I abruptly stopped, the voice continued on for another line all by itself before suddenly stopping, too. This time I was certain it hadn’t been my imagination, and someone was in the car with me. On the verge of panic, I pulled over to the shoulder and brought the car to a complete stop. Taking a deep breath, I turned on the cabin lights and quickly searched behind me. The seat was empty.

I turned off the radio, just to make sure there wouldn’t be any more unexpected singing and continued on my journey home. I didn’t need to sing to stay awake anymore, as the strange experience had provided an adrenaline rush throughout my body. I never heard the phantom backup singer again. I’m not sure how to explain the voice and where it came from. Perhaps, I don’t “really want to know” after all.

WRITTEN BY: Gabriel Del Aragon

and Courtney Kunimura
for Spooky Kine Investigations

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The Hauntings of the Gettysburg Battlefield

The Battle of Gettysburg July 2. 1863

Gettysburg, Pa. is one of the most haunted towns in the United States if not the world. It is safe to say that there are places all over Gettysburg that are haunted. Some of these hot spots are; Devils Den, Rose Farm, Triangular Field, Culps Hill and Cemetery Hill.

The Devil's Den

Actually, Devil's Den was haunted even before the battle of Gettysburg, Native Americans reported a battle there, and that is why the name Devil's Den was given to it. People have reported being approached by apparitions at Devil's Den as well as being touched while at this location. I myself have been at Devils Den and each time have felt as if I was being watched and two times have seen a purple haze on the top of the rocks. A Purple haze has been reportedly seen all over the battlefield.

The Rose Farm

Another place that is one of the most haunted places on the battle field is the Rose Farm. The Rose Farm was used as a makeshift hospital after the battle. Very,very many soldiers died at the Rose Farm and most were buried outside the farmhouse in rows. There has been many reports from both visitor and locals alike who say they have  seen apparitions there and people do warn others not to go to the Rose Farm or Devil's Den. I have been at the Rose farm and I have seen partial apparitions on two occasions both  times outside the house around the area where the soldiers were buried.

The Triangular Field

The Triangular Field has been reported by many to be haunted it has long been said and, I myself have experienced that electrical equipment will not work there. Things such as cameras not working, batteries of all kinds suddenly drained of power, radios stop working there, both car and two way radios. I remember a time when my friend and I went to Triangular Field to check it out for ourselves. We took three photos and the camera itself did work at first but then died on us a few minutes later and also, on our third trip there our car battery did indeed die on us. My friend had his own dark room and when he developed the three photos, they all three came out  with just a blue/gray color to them. NO photo, just a solid blue/gray back ground with no photo at all.

The Culps Hill

Culps Hill and Cemetery Hill. It is reported that at both places one can smell vanilla and peppermint from the scented handkerchiefs the locals would put across their mouths and nose in the days after the battle. If they didn't cover them then, they would throw up  due to the smell of dead bodies rotting in the hot July sun. Also there have been reports of locals and visitors seeing ghost in the form of a huge mist or haze wondering the hills. I have been both places and I have never smelled anything unusual However, I have indeed seen the strange mist. Another place where there have been reports of phantom regiments is up Cemetery Ridge.

Cemetery Hill

If you want to find out for yourself about these places, go visit them and spend some time, if you dare. You can see things and hear things as well as smell things at the battlefield and, around the Gettysburg area all year long. However, because of what ( I ) think is residual energy on the battlefield, Most of the activity tales place in the summer and especially during the first week of july because the battle of Gettysburg was fought on July 1st-2nd and-3rd. I have heard that many National Park Rangers who patrol the battlefield over the years have actually asked for transfers because of the ghostly activity on the Gettysburg Battlefield !

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Grams & Bobby in the Window

Photography "Bedroom Window" by Kurney Ramsey

This one is from Debbie in Palm Springs, California, thank you Debbie for a great post.

When I was a young girl we lived in a apartment complex. A good neighborhood, nice people and no crime. My bedroom was bright and cheerful like a young girls bedroom should be. At night I would lay in bed and listen to music as I looked out my bedroom window.

Now, when this experience took place I had one older brother. My brother was 19 and I was 17. My Brother's name was Bobby and was a really good guy just a little wild, always taking chances that he didn't need to take. It always worried me about his driving, and his underage drinking and just his no worries lifestyle that he lived, it also concerned our parents. Bobby was a great guy as I said. He was very kind to everyone and he was well liked by all. He was just wild in his ways.

One summer night Bobby was out with his friends. He had to work the next day but I knew that would not stop him from coming in any hour of the night or morning. As I lay in bed with soft music coming from my radio, I felt a strange sense of worry and sadness come over me but I didn't know why. I could not sleep so I decided to go to the kitchen and get a snack and try to shake this feeling of despair.

After eating a few cookies and drinking a half glass of milk, I went back to bed as I lay there looking out my window. The electric went out and there were no lights at all in the neighborhood as far as I could see. I tought to myself this was all I needed because I could not sleep and now I had no music.

I got up and sat on the edge of the bed, and the strangest thing happened at this point. My deceased grandmother who Bobby and I were very close to while she was alive appeared outside my bedroom window and Bobby was with her. The radio was off but through the radio I heard my brother Bobby say to me. "Sis, I'm sorry but I had to go. It was my time and you know I love you, Mom and Dad". I will be ok now because I am with Grams." and then Grams said "" Don't worry Debbie, you know I will take care of Bobby".

At this point, the electric came back on and the radio was once again playing music. Grams and Bobby were no longer there. I continued to sit on the edge of the bed and I started to cry. Through my tears I heard the phone in the kitchen ring a few times and then I heard my mother cry "NO IT CAN'T BE MY BOBBY!!"

The phone call was from the hospital and the person on the other end of the line told my mother that Bobby was in a car crash and died instantly. I waited a good amount of time before I told my Mother what had happened that fatal night that Bobby died. She is very much a doubter but yet she also can't explain the electric going off and why I couldn't sleep that night.

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