A Warm Touch by Season September 2005 One night after the kids had gone to bed and my husband had gone to work I was once again reading on the computer when I felt a very distinct hand on my […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Archive for January, 2009
The Shaft Of Light That Saved My Life by Season November 2005 One night as I was getting ready for bed I went to turn on the heat. Something was wrong with our furnace, however, so I plugged in a […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Visits From Mom by Season 1996 My mother passed away of cancer ten years ago when I was 22 years old. As I was sitting there in the front row of the funeral looking at my her body in the […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Last Goodbye by Season 1983 I was ten years old and always dreaded bedtime. Being alone in my bedroom at night terrified me. That’s what makes this story so amazing to me. We lived in a two story house and […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Tall, Blonde, and… Ghost! by Season 2004 It was early fall/late summer and I was preparing for bed. I laid down in my daughter’s room but couldn’t go to sleep because it was too muggy and hot. I was hesitant […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Creepy Critters by Season 2004 Ok, this one sounds crazy even to my own ears, but I can only tell the truth about what happened, and this is what happened. One day I was sitting in my living room on […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Free Money! by Bill One time, a friend and I were at my house talking to the board. I don’t know how the subject came up, but the board told us that a couple hundred yards behind my house there […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Kerr by Bill Back when I was about 12 or 13, I had a friend who pretty much lived at my house and vice-versa. We were inseparable at the time. Anyway, neither he nor I had two nickels to rub […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
The Wind Began To Switch… by Red I was raised in a good Catholic home, and was never exposed to anything like tarot cards, magic (except illusionists,) divination of any sort, or Ouija boards. I’ve always had a vivid imagination, […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
It’s Thick, It’s Heavy, It’s Wood by Bill Okay, this story is going to make me look like sort of an ass, but it has to be told, and it was a long time ago, so gimme a break. Oh […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…