My world has always felt different. As a child I was shy, withdrawn. It's hard to play the fit in game when you know deep down that you don't.





































Showing posts with label London. Show all posts
Showing posts with label London. Show all posts

Saturday, 1 March 2014

Sweet Goodbyes

Back when our last rat from the Netherlands died; I was trying to nap on the sofa when I heard a weird noise. I opened my eyes and saw Julia (rat) cleaning herself on the other end of the sofa. I pushed myself upright with my arm and said her name out loud with confusion.
She turned around and looked at me.
I closed my eyes and wondered if I was dreaming.
When I opened them again she was gone, but I was still sitting with my arm proping me up. (I'm 100% sure I was awake. I don't sleep walk)

Monday, 17 June 2013

Old School Building 1

I spent alot of my school holidays at an school in London called N.L.C.S. It was a big school and split up into different buildings.
The main building was know as the old school/building, due to it being the first bit built and used as a school.

You will hear more about this building because it used to scare me to death.
But I loved one bit of it. The garden right next to the building was my sanctuary.
The only way to get to it was to go past bits that scared me.
But in summer the garden would be lit up with beautiful flowers and so was well worth it.

Anyways I always felt a girl in the garden and she made it feel like home.
One day in summer I was walking around the pillars and looked at my sister who was leaning over at the middle Section where I have been told a boat statue used to be.
I saw a flash of a white figure standing next to her. I knew it was the girl right away. I walked halfway to my sister and called her to me. I told her what I saw and we kindda left it at that really.


This is the best picture of the garden that I could find. The pillars are just to the left of the picture. Can't find one that shows them.

Friday, 7 June 2013

Spot Light

The biggest orb I have ever seen must of been around 10-15cm and was completely solid.
About 10 years back.. (I think) ... My sister sneaked out, as always back then, and left me alone in her room... (I was staying over and sleeping in her bed) ... now being scared of her room meant that I would hid under the cover.
I couldn't breath properly so I moved the cover slightly away from my face.
I thought the cover was still mainly blocking my view of the room, but when I opened my eyes I saw an giant orb just to the end of the bed moving towards the long mirror she had leaning up against the wall.
I  freaked out and hid under the cover and forced my self to go to sleep.
I don't think I ever told her about it

Thursday, 23 May 2013

The Old Hag

I have tried looking this up on the internet but will only ever find accounts on some ugly old woman tormenting people, trying to suck out their life force and that kind of thing.

My experience with the old hag was different.

In the middle of dreaming weird things as always. I was standing in the middle of the street when a weird feeling came over me. The feeling of something not being right and as if something had invaded my dream that was not meant to be there.
I turned around and a couple of yards away was an old woman. Now for some reason it is hard to remember what she completely looked like.
I remember she had a long flowing dress/skirt on but I knew she was floating off the ground. Eyes shut. Her face was full of love, with a loving smile but covered in wrinkles. Her hair was up in what I believe was a bun.
Her arms were stretched out, as if wanting a hug. The only thing was she struck me with fear. She was slowly floating towards me and the fear I felt was something I hadn't felt for a long while. My body screamed for me to wake up and so I did. 

Now when I was a kid I used to have alot of nightmares, so just as people teach them self's to lucid dream I tough myself  to wake up. Its a nice trick to learn. When a bad dream starts my body and mind will say to me that I'm dreaming and to wake up.


Thinking it was a one off I went back to sleep. A big mistake.

I had been dreaming for a while... from what I remember I was working in a restaurant or something along the lines.
I had to take the rubbish out the back. The bins were next to the door, which I shut behind me as you would, and behind me was a metal fence and it went beside me and attached to the wall of the building I had just came out off.
I was just about to go back inside when I got that feeling again. I looked to my right and there coming towards me was the old hag again... her loving face smiling at me again. Fear coursed though my very soul. And this time I was trapped.

She had come up the ally way through the only way possible. Behind me was a dead end. I quickly tried the door but it was shut. My entire existence screamed at me, what ever would happen if she got me would be a fate worse than death and there would be no-way out.
Once again my body and mind told me to wake up... but something was wrong. No matter how hard I tried it wasn't working. She was getting closer and closer and my body was screaming loader and loader at me. That's when it stopped trying to wake me up the normal way and told me to scream.

My only hope was to scream out load and have my hubby hear. I tried to scream... but no sound came out... not in the dream or in real. I shut my eyes and tried over and over untill this little tiny mouse volume scream came out of my mouth in real and woke me up.

This is the only time I have ever woke up screaming. I stayed awake after that and it took me a while to fall asleep that night cos I was so scared that she would be back.

I have never seen her again and never want to.

Sunday, 3 July 2011

Childish Games

We have now moved to Blackpool and so far everything is going great on the spirit side of life.
But before we moved things were getting hard to say the least. One night outt of no-where I had a feeling of being watched and it wasn't the same as before. I went to be and left my hubby in teh living room watching tv so i shut the bedroom door. I had had a few nights and mornings where I would wake up thinking someone was playing with my toes. But this night something hit my toes. I didn't pay attention to it of course, just thought it was me. That is until one night after hitting my toes and legs it desided to hit my pillow, then I knew it wasn't me.
After that I kept the bedroom door open cos it never did anything when my hubby was around.
One moring I woke up and was going back to sleep when I heard someone going " wooooo woooo" I woke my hubby up... but let him go back to sleep without me saying anything cos it stopped... when he fell asleep it happened again. I woke him up and kept him up. He told me ghosts don't really make that noise and I told him I knew that.
Later that night I spoke to my hubby while lying in bed and told him that it was pretty childish of a ghost to do the things it was doing.... after saying that the air felt so heavy and I relised it was listening... :P needless to say I kept the door open from then on... and thankfully it didn't follow us to here.

Friday, 20 August 2010

I Can See A Tree In The Darkness

One night a few weeks ago I was talking to my little sister on msn. For some reason I brought up that I can see a tree moving outside. She started asking me what I was gonig on about and said there was no tree outside. I said I would show her and took a screen shot. It was not untill i blew up the picture of her on cam that i saw the man standing outside. My sister is on the first floor so no-one could of been standing out side.
Sorry for the bad spelling on the picture but it was 3am at the time that & my spelling sucks.

Current Day Troubles

I currently live in an apartment with my hubby. Not long after moving in I started to get the strong feeling of being watched. It's toned down a bit... I mean it doesnt feel so strong cos I asked him to keep it down a bit of it was un-nerving me a bit.
I thought of keeping a log a few days ago and it showed me how much he comes and go's.
I have tryed talknig to him but he doesn't want to talk just yet.
A few months ago he did say hello and I told him to go away and he said no, but he is nice. Saw him i the mirror the other week and well that scared me quite a treat. My husband doesn't seem to relise how much the watching bothers me, but you would be a bit at odd and ends sometimes if someone was watching you almost 24/7