Zena Marsh
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I live in the UK. Interests are member of several TV forums, Online quizzes, Family history (managed to get back to the 1500's) the Supernatural and photography. Love all animals, especially cats.
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I wasn't alone, but i was alone if you get my drift. I took care of my mom during her final years with dementia. Every day was hard, but others seemed impossible. On really rough days I'd go into the garage too decompress, smoke pot, cry, rage, scream and sometimes hit trash cans with a baseball bat. Well, 1 particularly hard day, (my mom had smeered feces all over the house). So, I was in the garage sobbing and mumbling incoherently to myself, when I said, out loud (to my previously deceased father); "Dad, i need help, what do I do?" ...when suddenly the garage door into the house swung open on its own and I went into some kind of trance and was able to clean up the house without having a complete meltdown. I can't explain it but I'm pretty sure my dad was guiding me through the worst of it all.
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Years ago when I was 16 my dog passed away. He got cancer around his stomach and we had to put him down. I had this dog since I was 8 so for literally half of my life I lived with him. He was a beagle/basset hound mix and was probably the chillest dog you could ever meet. Anyways when we had to put him down I was really sad about it and I missed him a lot in the following months (still do). My kitchen had tiled floor and our hallway had hardwood floors, so when he was alive his nails made a very distinct sound on the floors. We also had a small bell tied to his collar for a time so we could hear him if he was getting into stuff. Well after he passed, when I was home alone I continued to hear the very distinct sound of his nails on the floor and his bell jingling every now and then. At first it really freaked me out but after the first few times I found it sweet that my little guy was still hanging around. It stopped after a few months and I took that as sign my little man had moved on. Not really scary or unsettling but it’s something I can’t explain. We have no other animals and like I said these noises are very unique. Like I said though, it was nice hearing him around even after he was gone. I miss ya a love ya Charly.Relniv80 reply
I wasn't alone, but i was alone if you get my drift. I took care of my mom during her final years with dementia. Every day was hard, but others seemed impossible. On really rough days I'd go into the garage too decompress, smoke pot, cry, rage, scream and sometimes hit trash cans with a baseball bat. Well, 1 particularly hard day, (my mom had smeered feces all over the house). So, I was in the garage sobbing and mumbling incoherently to myself, when I said, out loud (to my previously deceased father); "Dad, i need help, what do I do?" ...when suddenly the garage door into the house swung open on its own and I went into some kind of trance and was able to clean up the house without having a complete meltdown. I can't explain it but I'm pretty sure my dad was guiding me through the worst of it all.hepatitis-yee reply
Years ago when I was 16 my dog passed away. He got cancer around his stomach and we had to put him down. I had this dog since I was 8 so for literally half of my life I lived with him. He was a beagle/basset hound mix and was probably the chillest dog you could ever meet. Anyways when we had to put him down I was really sad about it and I missed him a lot in the following months (still do). My kitchen had tiled floor and our hallway had hardwood floors, so when he was alive his nails made a very distinct sound on the floors. We also had a small bell tied to his collar for a time so we could hear him if he was getting into stuff. Well after he passed, when I was home alone I continued to hear the very distinct sound of his nails on the floor and his bell jingling every now and then. At first it really freaked me out but after the first few times I found it sweet that my little guy was still hanging around. It stopped after a few months and I took that as sign my little man had moved on. Not really scary or unsettling but it’s something I can’t explain. We have no other animals and like I said these noises are very unique. Like I said though, it was nice hearing him around even after he was gone. I miss ya a love ya Charly.
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In grade 9 my best friend and I were having a sleepover at my house. My parents and younger brother were visiting family so we were home alone. After it was dark outside we started watching a movie, we were laying on separate couches, watching the TV that was situated next to a door frame that leads to the kitchen, bedrooms and basement. In a matter of seconds, I see a feminine figure standing in the doorway, facing me, and for some reason I instinctively said “don’t leave me!” My friend laying on the other couch, also saw the figure and said to me “don’t worry, he’ll go away in a second” thinking it was my younger brother. The figure just faded away, kind of like mist, into the other room. We looked at each other and realized what had just happened, then quickly turned on all the lights and sat on the same couch. We’re 28 now. Still have absolutely no idea who or what that was or why I said that, but I still think about it often.
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One night I had forgotten to lock my apartment door and woke up in the middle of the night. My bedroom door was about 2 feet from my front door, as you walked into the apartment. First a big dog ran by, then a person. Holy s**t I was so scared and I screeched “Who is it?!?!!” A man said “It’s Doug!” As I was thinking to myself, who the f**k is Doug, he said “oh, s**t”. He turned around to go back out the front door saying “Sorry”. I asked “ Didn’t you have a dog with you?” He said “Oh, yeah. Hey, c’mon!”. He left, his dog ran out after him and I locked my front door. edit: glad you all thought this was funny, because I did too, once my heart quit trying to beat right out of my chest! The next day the girls at work thought I was crazy for not being upset, but eh, done is done. Peace!Show All 4 Upvotes
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In grade 9 my best friend and I were having a sleepover at my house. My parents and younger brother were visiting family so we were home alone. After it was dark outside we started watching a movie, we were laying on separate couches, watching the TV that was situated next to a door frame that leads to the kitchen, bedrooms and basement. In a matter of seconds, I see a feminine figure standing in the doorway, facing me, and for some reason I instinctively said “don’t leave me!” My friend laying on the other couch, also saw the figure and said to me “don’t worry, he’ll go away in a second” thinking it was my younger brother. The figure just faded away, kind of like mist, into the other room. We looked at each other and realized what had just happened, then quickly turned on all the lights and sat on the same couch. We’re 28 now. Still have absolutely no idea who or what that was or why I said that, but I still think about it often.scarletohairy reply
One night I had forgotten to lock my apartment door and woke up in the middle of the night. My bedroom door was about 2 feet from my front door, as you walked into the apartment. First a big dog ran by, then a person. Holy s**t I was so scared and I screeched “Who is it?!?!!” A man said “It’s Doug!” As I was thinking to myself, who the f**k is Doug, he said “oh, s**t”. He turned around to go back out the front door saying “Sorry”. I asked “ Didn’t you have a dog with you?” He said “Oh, yeah. Hey, c’mon!”. He left, his dog ran out after him and I locked my front door. edit: glad you all thought this was funny, because I did too, once my heart quit trying to beat right out of my chest! The next day the girls at work thought I was crazy for not being upset, but eh, done is done. Peace!Relniv80 reply
I wasn't alone, but i was alone if you get my drift. I took care of my mom during her final years with dementia. Every day was hard, but others seemed impossible. On really rough days I'd go into the garage too decompress, smoke pot, cry, rage, scream and sometimes hit trash cans with a baseball bat. Well, 1 particularly hard day, (my mom had smeered feces all over the house). So, I was in the garage sobbing and mumbling incoherently to myself, when I said, out loud (to my previously deceased father); "Dad, i need help, what do I do?" ...when suddenly the garage door into the house swung open on its own and I went into some kind of trance and was able to clean up the house without having a complete meltdown. I can't explain it but I'm pretty sure my dad was guiding me through the worst of it all.hepatitis-yee reply
Years ago when I was 16 my dog passed away. He got cancer around his stomach and we had to put him down. I had this dog since I was 8 so for literally half of my life I lived with him. He was a beagle/basset hound mix and was probably the chillest dog you could ever meet. Anyways when we had to put him down I was really sad about it and I missed him a lot in the following months (still do). My kitchen had tiled floor and our hallway had hardwood floors, so when he was alive his nails made a very distinct sound on the floors. We also had a small bell tied to his collar for a time so we could hear him if he was getting into stuff. Well after he passed, when I was home alone I continued to hear the very distinct sound of his nails on the floor and his bell jingling every now and then. At first it really freaked me out but after the first few times I found it sweet that my little guy was still hanging around. It stopped after a few months and I took that as sign my little man had moved on. Not really scary or unsettling but it’s something I can’t explain. We have no other animals and like I said these noises are very unique. Like I said though, it was nice hearing him around even after he was gone. I miss ya a love ya Charly. Zena Marsh • upvoted an item 5 days ago
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