The Invisible Goody Bag

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This story was shared with us by Hans, he experienced this at his new home in Berlin, back in 2009.

I had just moved into my new place, as the landlord handed me the keys he told me they were the only pair and asked me if I could make some duplicates and give them to him because he was just so plain busy he didn't get a chance to do that himself.

Already the first night I noticed something was odd at the apartment, lights would turn on or off at no warning, things seemed to get misplaced in an instant. I would put something down, turn away and when I turned back just moments later the item would have disappeared only to be nearby in another place, I did not leave it at. After days of events like this I was actually starting to wonder if I had started go insane. I still had not made extra copies of the keys yet but, was planning to do so the very next day.

Then it happened, I  got home after a long and tiresome day, I just bought a big bag of picket mix candies and placed it on the middle of the living room table. when i got back from the bathroom the big was was gone. I looked everywhere for it, and it was no where to be found. then on the hour 7 days later it appeared again on the table, at this timeI just turned away to get something to drink and when I returned there was the missing big bag of candy,on the middle of the table, on the very spot I had placed it on one week earlier when it mysteriously disappeared. When I had copies of the keys made and brought them home,they also disappeared for a bit less then a week and then, were found again just where I put them down at. During my stay in the house. many things have simply disappeared only to be found later just where I would lay them down. 

I seriously wonder what was going on in that house and if anyone has any ideas what this could been I would love to hear your suggestions.

My Daughter, A Paranormal Magnet

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this story is from Otterbeme

My daughter has been a magnet for all kinds of paranormal experiences through the years.  The first time I was aware of anything different about her was when she was in first grade.  We were living in a rural area around Cochran, Pennsylvania. There were very few houses around us, mostly fields.  Right after we moved into the trailer, I noticed that my collection of knick knacks kept being moved around the house during the night.

I would wake up and find them in different places through out the living room and dining area. I blamed my daughter and asked her not to play with them, some of them were antique and I didn't want them broken.  She denied moving them, but she was the only one in the trailer with me, except for my partner, and he worked nights.

This went on for a few months and I actually punished her for this, grounding her to her room for a few hours at a time.  She insisted that she hadn't moved them and there was someone in the house at night.  I thought she was making it up, or at least was not going to admit to moving them because she enjoyed playing with them and looking at them when I was with her.

One night I was coming out of the bathroom and started towards the kitchen area, it was raining and seemed much cooler in the hallway as I went towards her room.  As I went past her room, her door slammed shut.  I reached for it and tried to open it.  The door would not open, I became very frightened and called out to her to open the door.

She was crying and telling me she wasn't holding the door.  After a few seconds I was able to pull the door open and found her crying on the bed.  "I told you someone is here," she sobbed.  I looked around but couldn't see anyone and searched the trailer as well.

That night my daughter slept with me and when we woke up the knick knacks had been re-arranged again.  I asked her to tell me about what she saw at night, all she could say was she saw shadows but they were nice.  She thought the door got stuck because I wouldn't believe her about the knick knacks.  After that, I believed that she wasn't moving my things around.  We lived in the trailer for a few more months and I accepted that something was moving things around, but they didn't seem to be hostile, just mischievous.  Since then I've learned about poltergeists and figured that is what it was.

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Brat the Ghost Cat

Brat the Cat

I had many cats during my life time the cat Brat stands out as my favorite. My Mother also loved Brat. He had a bad habit of just walking up to something and knocking it over. He loved jumping on top the TV knocking my mother's plant off onto the floor, walking up to the phone that was on a small end table besides my mother's recliner chair and take his paw and use it to knock off the handset from the phone. Another one of Brat's  favorite objects to knock over was a small figurine my mother had in the living room. Brat would also go into the bathroom and get the toilet paper and drag it all over the apartment. However, he was also very loyal, every morning at 8:30 Brat would jump up on my mother's bed and gently touch her face with his paw until she woke up. From that point on he would follow her everywhere.

One day when Brat was three years old he started to seizure. After several seizures and many trips to the veterinarian he would still seizure and he finally died from them. I felt a strong loss from Brats passing and my mother cried. She would always say how her days were longer and so much more sad without Brat by her side.

One night about two weeks after Brat passed away, My Mother woke up around 1AM. She came into my room and woke me up. She said that she woke up to go to the bathroom and when she walked out into the hallway she saw the toilet tissue dragged out into the hallway just like Brat used to do. I then walked into the living room and saw my mother's figurine on the carpet. I thought at first, my mother had done it because she missed him so much, maybe she even did it in her sleep or something like that. However a few nights later I woke up from a sound I heard coming from the living room. As I walked into the living room to investigate  the sound, I saw my mother's figurine, her plant that sat on top of the TV both on the floor on there sides and, the handset to the telephone had indeed been knocked off the phone. From that moment on, I knew that Brat was still with us in spirit. This activity continued to happen from time to time.

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When your Energy make Objects Fall

My Mother never considered herself to have any kind of paranormal abilities. I however, think she had more then one. One of the things that always seem to happen to her that baffled her for many years was when objects fall.

It seems that right before she would find out of some family tragedy, things in whatever room my mother was in would start to fall. Objects would fall from the desk or bed and also photos would fall off the wall from where they hung.

I remember when my Dad was in a serious car accident. Over one hour before she got the phone call from the hospital, she was reading in her room and she said she felt anxious and all of a sudden the photos on her bedroom wall started to fall . she walked into the hallway on her way to the broom closet and a mini statue she had on a small table in the hallway fell to the ground. she took a broom from the closet and started to clean the broken glass up from the falling photos. From that point she walked into the kitchen and the spices fell from the spice rack.

This as strange as it may seem is true, and my mother has had many experiences like this. She had a few other things happen that most people do not experience but,  this one thing really baffled her for many years. I think that her intuition  as a mother and a wife allowed her to emit  a certain type of energy that could make things fall. In other words, deep down inside, inside her subconscious,   she knew when something was wrong with a family member but she didn't know which family member or what had actually happened  and her energy and frustration built up to a point that things would fly off the wall and other objects would fall over.

Electromagnetic Psychokinesis and Telekinesis and Poltergeist Activity are very similar to this experience, and if you find this subject interesting I could recommend reading those entries.

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Living in Massachusetts Part #1

This is in from Eileen, sharing what happened while she was living in Massachusetts.
We lived in Mass for a few years in a huge house that we couldn't really afford to heat after the first year. It was myself, my husband and my year old son. I was asking my friends  if they knew about a more affordable place to rent. I watched my two friends look at each other and then they finally said, yes. I didn't think too much about that look at the time.

We cleaned it up and finally moved in. Almost immediately odd things started to happen. I bought a brand new pair of sneakers and set them next to each other when I took them off. I would go out and come back and find them on their sides. I mentioned it to my husband and he said, yeah, my boots keep doing the same. I thought it was just uneven boards.

The house had been a single 3 story family dwelling that had been made into 3 apts. One to each floor, It had a front staircase and a back staircase, as a lot of old houses in the neighborhood had. All 3 apartments used the back staircase, while the first two apartments were connected by the front enclosed staircase. We lived on the first floor.

I never had a bad feeling about the place. My son had his own room in the back of the house, off the kitchen. As a toddler tends to do, He didnt want to go to sleep and he would cry and fuss. A couple of times I was just about ready to go and see if he was wet or uncomfortable when I heard him start to babble and laugh and not long after that he would fall asleep.

Other things would happen. The bathroom door would never stay shut, I would check it, making sure it was latched properly but most of the time it would slowly open itself. Things I would put down were not there when I went back for them. I even lost one of my sneakers. I tore the house apart, thinking maybe my son had put it someplace when he was walking and playing around the house. I even checked the trash can and toy box. He tended to hide things. We found him hiding the car keys one day in the huge planted plant we had in the living room, We would never had thought to look there if we hadn't caught him burying them. I never did find the other sneaker when we finally moved out.

After a few months I was having coffee with some of my friends and knowing that 2 of the 3 had lived in the house at one time or another, if they had anything strange or odd happen to them?

They said yes, they both had, I asked them why they didn't mention it before and I really didn't get much of a answer. They  gave me the history of the house. It had one time been the home of a bedridden mother in her 90's and her daughter who had been tending her. The daughter was in her 70's and had a heart attack and passed away. by the time anyone figured it out, the mother had passed on also. The house had been boarded up for quite a few years before someone bought it and renovated it, breaking it up into 3 large apartments. Apparently though, they couldn't keep tenants in it for very long,, especially those with children.

My friend Jane had lived up on the 3rd floor with her very small daughter after her divorce from her first husband. When her daughter got extremely sick and was hospitalized, Jane would be at the hospital quite a bit. She would come home exhausted and very upset. One night, she was sleeping and woke suddenly and saw a woman standing at the end of her bed and she swears she heard the woman say that her daughter would be just fine. She said she fell back asleep and slept the rest of the night in a deep sleep. She went to the hospital that morning and her daughter had taken a turn for the better.

She thinks the woman she saw was the daughter of the house. She wasn't the only one of her family that had odd things happen. Her brother was over for his nieces birthday party when he and the rest of the family watched a toy duck cross the room with no apparent help what so ever. Her father had stayed over once and would not stay there by himself again after that. I did not find out what happened with that, but her father was a firefighter and was not frightened easily.

Jane also said that when she was getting ready to marry her second husband, she kept the wedding gown on the back of the bathroom door. She would go out and come back and the dress would be on the floor across the room. That happened a few times and she told me, laughing, that she should have listened to whatever was trying to tell her not to get married, because he turned out to be a big jerk. Jane and her daughter had moved out after the wedding.

Part #2 of Living in Massachusetts could be found here

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