White Hot Spheres
June 29, 2008
I would like to begin my tale by giving you some background information first. Ever since I was little, I have been terribly frightened by the dark. I don’t know why, but I feel very uneasy in darkness, especially the kind that you experience when you are in a dark room in a house. When I go into a room at night, I have to turn the light on immediately or I begin to get uneasy. When I was living by myself, I always had a lamp by my bed that I would have lit so that I could turn my bedroom ceiling light off without turning into a panicking mess.
When I was younger, I slept with my mom at night while my dad was working 3rd shift. When I was sleeping in my own room by myself, I had to have a nightlight (I later replaced it with a lamp by my bed, as I mentioned earlier), my closet door closed, and my bedroom door open.
The only explanation I can give for my irrational fear of darkness is some small instances I have had that I felt have been paranormal in nature. Since I was very young, I remember having vivid day dreams or thoughts of things that were in the dark. I continue to have these thoughts and day dreams to this day, especially when I am in a dark room. I can’t control them and I can’t really explain them. I always get a terrible feeling, or vibe I suppose, right before and during these thoughts.
Another set of instances is the fact that I sometimes hear voices around me. Now, I don’t have some mental illness where I have voices that are telling me to kill myself or anything, these voices are different. They are usually very clear and semi-loud. I mostly hear my name, but sometimes they will speak to me in a manor that tells me that are an intelligent, conscious entity. I say “they” simply because I have heard different voices by both genders at different times.
Right before my story takes place, when I was around 14 years old, I was sitting on my bed talking to myself. I believe I was fuming mad at my parents and complaining to myself angrily. As I was ranting, I was suddenly interrupted by a very loud, womans voice say either, “Shut up!” or “Stop complaining!” I can’t really remember which one now… my memory has faded with time. But I do remember instantly snapping my mouth shut and pulling my blankets up to my chin. Funny thing is, I had a light on at the time, and it was the first and last time I have heard or seen anything when there has been a light on in my room.
The year that I was 14 was a terrible year. Both of my grandmothers died 6 months and 1 day apart, my favorite cat was put to sleep, my cousin’s baby died, and my dad’s uncle died. Now, I can’t quite remember when exactly I saw my white lights, but it did happen when I was 14 and a freshman in high school.
I was sleeping in my bedroom one night, and I had felt very uneasy right before I went to bed. I like to sleep with a box fan, but mine had just burned it’s motor up a few days prior to this and I was using a circulating fan that stood on a stand. I believe the thing that made me the most uncomfortable was that I could easily see through the blades and see my cracked open door. I don’t know why, but I was particularly uneasy when I looked into my hallway this night. But, nonetheless, I forced myself to sleep. I awoke with a jolt early in the morning, around 2 or 3 am, from a pleasant sound sleep.
I had this uncanny feeling to look at my door, so I did. As I stared at the space between my door and my door frame, two large spheres of burning hot white light about as big as basketballs appeared. I could tell right away that they were not car lights from the busy road that my house sat on, because they were completely solid and one was resting on top of the other. In fact, as I stared in awe, they began to bounce on each other slowly, one on top of the other.
And then, almost as quickly as they had appeared, they slowly began to dissipate until they were completely gone and I was left looking out into the dark hallway. Strangely enough, I turned back around, laid down, and went straight back to sleep.
The next day, I woke up feeling refreshed and content. I did not feel any type of evil presence from these spheres, so I wasn’t at all frightened of them. The only strange thing to come from them, and I’m assuming they are the reason why because I have no other explanation, is I began to have strange dreams about my grandma.
I would always have dreams where she is in a lot of pain, or terribly sick, or disfigured, or something was wrong with her. My granny, on the other hand, was perfect in my other dreams. Even when I had dreams with both of them, something bad was happening with my grandma, while there was nothing wrong with my granny.
After a while, my dreams stopped, but I remember them vividly. I also never saw the white spheres again, no matter how hard I tried. No one really believed me when I told them, except my mom, who has had some experiences before I was born.
I would like to know if anyone has some thoughts on these giant white spheres. I am reluctant to call them “orbs” because they where very large, solid, and didn’t zoom around. But I am open to all thoughts, feelings, and theories! Thank you!
Written by K. Mellow Hale, Copyright 2008
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I think those white spheres were your grandmothers’ spirits.
I think that was your Gandmas’ spirts but the dreams youu had where very strange….
omg i have to the same things too! i always been uneasy in the dark… everytime i wake up from sleppin and the room is dark i get a sick feelin in my stomach that i actually run to the hallway and i have to turn on the lights thats when i feel alittle better
Maybe it was your grandmothers telling you not to forget them
I have to agree that they were your grandmothers’ spirits. If they had been something else you probably would have been terrified!
How did your grandmothers die? Perhaps the dreams were trying to tell you something about how they died, or some other sort of message about another family member??
i am the xact same way in the dark im always jumpy and HAVE to have a light on if it’s not im running to it, maybe its cuz im kinda afraid of having a run in with a ghost or something paranormal…but i just have a super wild imagination so yea,but anyways im srry to hear about your grandmothers,maybe that was their spirits idk
Ive had that befor.
And the night befor that, i was laying in my bed, and i was just thinking about ghosts, and i wanted them to say something. so i said “hello” and a voice said it back. and the next night, i had the same thing as you, with the white spheres.
i had the same thing when i was about 4 or 5 there was i giant sphere of white light spinning in a cicular motion with a trail of light following it