What experience did you have that made you change your beliefs on supernatural beings?
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I believe in ghosts. It’s not something I admit to easily. A few times I’ve been overwhelmed with feelings of someone I knew only to learn later that they had died around the time I felt those feelings. It’s happened with people I knew my whole life like a great-aunt and a friend of my mom’s that I met once or twice. It’s just weird and gives me goosebumps,
Probably doesn't count, but at night I hear creepy noises. Like. Every. Night. Sometimes it's knocking on the wall, other times it sounds like hangers moving in my closet, and other times it's footsteps when there's nobody around. Sometimes I also get weird feelings like I'm being watched idk. Mostly the odd noises.
I’ve always believed in ghosts and seen stuff that I couldn’t explain and in my old home, everyone experienced things that were unexplainable. The one night I 100% knew I wasn’t crazy- Ibe been a light sleeper my whole
Life, especially after I had kids, my daughter was 4, she frequently came into our room at night. I heard her open the door, walk around to my side of the bed and felt her hand on my arm, I went to scoot over to make room for her and realized she was already asleep between us and I felt so uneasy. A little while later I felt someone get up from the bed and walk out of the room. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to explain it but if the many things I’ve experienced, it was the most physical and affirming.
My vaccine somehow changed my brain waves because now I see ghosts. I’m also antimagnetic too since I received the booster shot.
Was watching the tv in the living room one evening with my mother. A hockey (type)ball rolls out from one corner of the room, across the space and hit the skirting board with a "thunk". We looked at each other and went to look for the ball. No ball, nobody there, no odd feeling. Just very ordinary and matter of fact. We were weirded out for a while.
Was watching the tv in the living room one evening with my mother. A hockey (type)ball rolls out from one corner of the room, across the space and hit the skirting board with a "thunk". We looked at each other and went to look for the ball. No ball, nobody there, no odd feeling. Just very ordinary and matter of fact. We were weirded out for a while.
