JackHandy said:
No, we didn't record the event. It would have required some sort of planning or good luck, as we don't have any surveillance cameras in our home. I did try to makeshift-record things, just in the event that something happened right then and there, but I couldn't just stand still, holding my phone all day. And even if I did, I doubt anything would have happened as this thing was displaying innate intelligence. For example, one time we were standing in the dinning room, and I asked the other person who was standing back there with me if they felt like something was in the room with us (I was a complete skeptic at that point, and was pretty much laughing while I asked the question). The person (who was not a skeptic at all) paused, seemed to consider it, then said that they felt like there was. Which was funny to me at the time because up until then, most of the "stuff" that was happening, took place in the dinning room. So I joked about it. I looked into the room and said something like, "Why in the world do you have to stay back here? What is it about the dinning room?" Then the other person joked as well and said something to the effect of, "Yeah... what's the deal?" And then, almost on cue, there were two loud thumps on the floor. Not any old thumps either. These were obvious footfalls, like a large child crossing their arms, pouting their lips and stomping their feet on the floor after being told they couldn't go out and play because they had to stay inside and do their homework. It was jarring, loud and caused both of us to flinch as if something had smacked us. Our eyes widened, our laughing ceased and my heart was basically trying to jump out of my throat. Another incident was later on. This was during the day. Someone had gone to the store and gotten groceries. They were on their knees in front of the fridge, putting the things they'd gotten away. Another person was in the kitchen as well, preparing food. Suddenly, from downstairs, there was a loud crash which was so sharp, it caused both people to scream. When I went down the stairs to see what it was (at this point, I was starting to buy into it as a real thing, even though I didn't want to because of how insane it was), there was a large garbage bag filled with empty Tide detergent bottles laying in the middle of the laundry room floor. I stood there, eyed them, then called back up to the kitchen and asked if that bag had been stored on a shelf or maybe even stacked on top of something in the room. When the answer was no, that's when I was like... okay, guess this crap is real, because there was no way that bag could have gotten to the place in the room that it had gotten to--not without telekinesis being involved, anyway--and certainly not with the force with which it had slammed into the ground. Something had lifted that heavy bag up in the air and had slammed it down, hard. There was some other stuff to: A dark, featureless, yet distinctly human-like shadow floating out of the living room and into the kitchen. Someone's hair being playfully tugged in the hallway. Heavy footsteps walking the house in the middle of the night when no one was up. Handles to things being violently flung closed in front of multiple people--one time, while someone was literally explaining to another person in the room how they'd experienced that very same thing the day before. This last event caused both people scream, it was so sharp, abrupt and on cue. So no, I don't believe these are glitches. I would have before this all happened. Back then, I too was under the belief that if they're real, there's probably some sort of scientific explanation (parallel universes, magnetic fields, brain glitches, mental illnesses etc.) behind it all. But I certainly didn't buy into it being the product of some kind of intelligent energy force. And that goes double for the concept of departed souls. But not anymore. I still can't explain what happened, but it was no trick of the mind, at least not in our case. And it definitely displayed intelligence. It understood what we were staying. It knew where we were, what we were doing and when we were doing it. It was calculating and clever--and it planned these events based on these things. To that, I'm 100% positive. But, again--I don't expect you (or anyone else) to believe any of this. How could I, when I use to feel the same way? It's just so ridiculous, so Hollywood, so hokey and so utterly make-believe-sounding that to expect people to believe it would be outright delusional, at best. One thing is for sure though: I no longer discount people's testimony when I hear ghost stories or similar experiences. As a matter of fact, I compare and contrast--wondering if their experiences were anything like ours. |
