Although growing up in a fairly happy home whenever I was home alone, sometimes unexplainable things would occur. Once my parents were in Mexico and my older brother was staying in the house with me, he left to pick up dinner for us and I stayed behind. I was laying on my bed relaxing and I heard my parents speaking in the family room. I sat up to listen and they continued speaking but I knew they were in another country. I could definately hear both parents distintive voices. I even walked to the doorway of my bedroom and looked out the hallway to listen and it stopped.
When my father died when I was 13 I was laying in bed facing the wall and behind me I heard my name called out, in my father's voice. It wasn't a scary voice, just his normal voice. But It freeked me out because all these years my mother would tell me it's my imagination or it's not true. So I had no one to talk to about all my occurances. Then one night after the bible study my mother would have in the home we went to bed and I remember laying in bed, not able to sleep. Then I heard a noise in the kitchen it sounded like someone moving the metal blinds coming in through the window. I sat up, worried that someone was breaking in. I pinched my arm to make sure that I was really awake (did this like 4 times). I could hear every movement. It sounded like someone jumped from the window to the counter then jump down to the floor. But they stayed in that general area. After pinching my self several more times I wondered what to do next. I ran to my mom's closed bedroom door and went in and closed it behind me asking my mom to call the police. The police came and searched the entire house. Nothing was moved and my mom apologized to the policeman saying "My daughter was dreaming, maybe it was a mouse."
How was I dreaming when I pinched myself and stood at my doorway and could still hear these sounds?? So you see these two events I still remember till this day.
Once at work, I was opening up, no one was their and I walked to my desk and the strong scent of pefume of my deceased sister was their....
Once at another job a co-worker had passed away a few weeks before and I was walking down a hallway and a friend of mine came around the far corner walking towards me, I looked up at her, stared at her hard and kept walking then I turned around to look at her again and she said two times "Are you okay? You look like you seen a ghost." I said "I saw you but it wasn't you. I thought you were someone else but I knew it couldn't be true." She said "Did you see Karen?" I said Yes!
I get these kind of things often. This is just the tip of the ice berg. Your quotes are so true.
I did not seek out or encourage these moments they would just come upon me out of the blue.
I don't try to explain it. It just is.
