The Ringing of the Phone

 Illustration by PJ 2011

Back in the early 70's, My sister and her young son moved into an old house down in the southern part of the country. As I said, the house was indeed old but, it was only for a year until her husband would complete his military commitment over seas and then would be back home and a civilian once again. So she figured the old house would suit her purpose for a year and besides the owner was asking a very low amount of monthly rent.

My sister noticed that there was no phone in the house and only one phone jack and that was in the living room. She said she had to wait until pay day to get a phone installed. She had an especially busy day at work that day and was very tired when she got home. later that night, she put her son to bed and she went to get ready for bed herself.  As she was getting ready to turn in for the night she heard a phone ring. She thought she just imagined  it because it only rang once and, she already knew there was no phone in the house. She went to bed and just as she was falling off to sleep she heard a phone ring again. She didn't get much sleep that night because of the sound of a ringing phone. It actually woke her son up and together they searched the entire house for a phone including the basement and attic and there there was no phone to be found.

The next day she complained to the landlady about it and the woman told her why she heard a phone ring all night long. She told my sister the story of what happened in that house several years before. The landlady said that her parents built that house many years ago and that her mom and dad were married 50 years when her mother was murdered in that house. One day her father came home from his doctor appointment and as he walked into the house, he found that his wife had been murdered during his absence. by strangulation. According to the landlady, there were no signs of forced entry so his wife must have let the intruder into the house.

The elderly man's  wife had been strangled. The intruder used the phone cord to kill her. When he got into the living room, his wife was laying dead on the floor with the phone core still wrapped around her neck. A lengthy police investigation ended with no suspect being arrested.

The landlady went on to say that after about two weeks since his wife was murdered, the elderly man had the phone taken out of the house so he wouldn't have to look at it anymore. Once the phone was out, the elderly man started to hear a phone ring in the house at night. He swore it was his late wife trying to call him from beyond and, she would not have known that the phone had been taken out. He told the landlady about all of this and she said it was just his mind playing tricks on him and that it would all go away soon.

The elderly man missed his wife of 50 years very much and he thought his daughter was correct, that the ringing of the phone every hour late at night was all in his mind. Now, I know it wasn't because my sister and her son both experienced the same thing the elderly man did.

A few nights after the elderly man's daughter told him it was all in his mind, the lonely elderly man was sitting in his living room and once again the phone would start to ring on the hour, every hour. Finally, he could not take it anymore and he pulled a gun out and shot himself in the head. The neighbors heard a gun shot and called the police and an ambulance. The man wad dead when the police and ambulance arrived. 

As far as was it the elderly man's wife trying to call him from the other side... I do not know. I often wonder that if that were actually  the case, then why did a the sound of a phone continue to ring long after his death when my sister moved into the house? What I do know is that a sound of a phone ringing happened every night, every hour on the hour even though there was no phone in the house. My sister did indeed move out of that old house. Since then I believe the old house has been torn down along with a few other houses in that area, due to being old and abandon.

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Our Brother

Illustration photo by PJ 2010.

Sometimes those that pass before us visit us, like if our world is separated by this fence. One side is ours and the other is the world beyond.

This is another one from Chris in Hawaii.

I am the oldest of the kids in my family. My mother was expecting once before me but, she had lost the baby. Two years later I was born and 5 years after that my little sister was born. You could see the hallway from my bed room and in the hallway was a computer. One night I was in my room and I looked out into the hallway because I heard voices from out there. What i saw was this.... I saw my three year old sister talking to the computer screen. I ask her what she was doing and she said she was talking to someone.

I didn't think much of it at all because she was just a small child and I thought she was just playing pretend or something like that. However, a while later I saw her walking up the hallway with her arm raised just as if an adult was holding her hand but she was alone.

I went out into the hall and ask her what she was doing. She responded to me with this... I am walking with our brother. She then said ..he is just here to make sure we are all OK. Now my little sister never knew that mom lost a baby.  I told my mom what I saw her do and my mom starting watching her. My little sister was indeed talking to someone as she walked up the hallway. This happened about three times and then my parents had the house blessed and it never happened again.

Other stories that are similar to this one:
Nana is Watching over us
I Love You Nana
Sightings of Deceased Family Members
Talking With a Dead Friend

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Sometimes I See Things

Photo by PJ, Honolulu, Hawaii 2005

This comes to us from Shawn in Ohio

My Dad always insisted that our family take two vacations a year . The whole family together as both my parents were professionals and worked a lot and dad always said that vacations were the only time the whole family was together at the same time.

So when I was about ten years old. We loaded up the car and started on our vacation for that year. My Mom, Dad, and my older brother and I were all set to go and have a good time. It is important to note that this took place 40 years ago. As we were driving through Kentucky I began to get very tired and sleepy as it was in the middle of the night. I somehow managed to fall asleep in the crowed car but only slept for about an hour. When I woke up I heard my Dad complain that the gas tank was on empty as he forgot to fill it up before we left home.

My poor Dad was having a fit because he was so afraid we would run out of gas in Kentucky in the middle of the night. I said, "Dad don't sweat it coz there is a 24 hour store around the corner and hey sell gas. He asked me how I knew that as I had never been anywhere close to Kentucky before and I had also been asleep so if there would have been a road sign ( there wasn't ) I would not have seen it.

Well, sure enough when we rounded the next curve there was a 24 hour dinner that sold Texaco gasoline. After my Dad filled the tank and got us all some food and drink he asked me how I knew that. I informed him that I really did not know how I knew, I just knew.

Ever since then I somehow just knew some things before they happened. Mostly things that had to do with family members or real close friends of the family. I remember telling my Mother one time when I was twelve years old that if she wanted to see her sister again, she should go see her very soon because I just knew she was not going to be around any longer.

My Mother went across town to see her sister the very next day and she told her sister what I had said and her sister just laughed it off. However two days later her sister was killed in a car crash by a drunken driver.

It isn't always bad things I know a head of time . Sometimes It is good things too. One night at a store, I convinced my brother to but a lottery ticked from a new pack that the clerk had just opened. My brother went ahead and bought it but he insisted that the first ticket was never a winner. My brother needed fifty dollars to pay off a ring he was buying for his girl friend's birthday. He just couldn't seem to come up with that last fifty dollars. Once we got into my car he scratched the ticket off and it was a fifty dollar winner.

I do not always know what will happen but I sometimes know something will happen to a person. If I get a warm feeling about a person or event then I know it is something good that will happen. If I get a cold fear come over me then I know it is something bad. In cases of a person who will die soon I sometimes will see a face or get a few letters of that persons name. This is a gift I know, However it is not a gift I want but, God wanted me to have it so therefore, I will use it to do my best for my family and friends.

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The Falling Photo

The illustration photo is not of my aunt

In our family home in Gettyburg, PA, my Mother kept a photo of her sister in Baltimore, MD, hanging on the wall in the living room. She had it in a nice frame right on the wall for all to see. One night right before it got dark my Mother was sitting in her favorite chair and was talking about her sister (Sandy). She was explaining to me that she couldn't stop thinking her sister all day and she was going to call her before she went to bed that evening.

As soon as she said that, the photo fell off the wall and the glass in the frame must have gone into a thousand pieces all over the floor. The first thing my Mother did when it fell was she picked up the phone and started to make a call. I ask her who she was calling as I was carrying a broom and dust pan into the room to clean the broken glass up off the floor. My Mother informed me that when a photo falls off a wall that usally means that whoever the photo was of has just died and she wanted to call and make sure her sister was ok.

She dialed and then hung up saying that her sister's line was busy. As soon as my Mother finished telling me that our phone rang and my Mother answered it and she began to cry. After she hung up from the phone call she told me that it was a call about her sister. It seems he sister was at her home and suffered a stroke and fell down the stairs and died. It was not the stroke that killed her but instead it was the head injuries she had received from the fall.

I never was very superstitious but still after that, I do not hang photos of loved ones on any wall.

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