It was another hot, humid, July summer night in 1993. I was driving home from a church meeting. I was almost home, all I had to do was wait for the traffic light to change which was my usual routine. But, for some strange reason, on that night, I didn’t want to wait so I cut through our neighborhood tennis court’s parking lot in order to get back to the main road.
So, as I was driving through the parking lot slower than intended because of the speed bumps, I see this person up ahead of me. My first reaction is: Why on earth is that lady wearing a high neck, long sleeved dress on an unbearable hot summer’s night? Why is she dressed all in white? Wait a second, she has no face?! And, she wasn’t even walking, she was more like floating or gliding toward me, like a bride on her wedding day.
She had a “Gibson Girl” period hair-style and her dress also matched that era when I later looked up that period style dress on-line (years later when the internet was available…) and she glowed in all white, almost fluorescent light (but, a white fluorescent that is hard to describe and cannot be matched to anything I’ve seen thereafter).
I also tried to do searches on “Brown’s Chapel” which was the only historical church next to the parking lot with a small cemetery. Everything happened in a matter of seconds but felt like slow motion. To this day, I absolutely refuse to cut through that parking lot. On any given night, I will gladly wait at the same traffic light when visiting my family.
Written by Jane Smith Copyright 2007
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Hello Nimue,
Have you heard of ‘shadow’ peoplej, your description fits them very well? Some of them ignore us, and some of them are curious about us and like to check us out. They are not frightening like ghosts, because they use a different energy structure, that doesn’t react the same way with ours. I do not see them, but my partner Tom, and some of my spooky friends, can. They come and go in our bedroom, and in the other people’s houses. I believe they are harmless, but there are some other reports on the internet that say they can cause trouble .. but having read a lot of them I don’t think they were all shadow people.
Some houses have what I call ‘gates’ in them. The formal name is ‘dimensional portals’, where entities of various sorts come and go. Cupboards can be this, as they have a ‘door’ on them that is constantly being opened and closed (keeping the energy active). I am sure my nanna had one in ‘her’ back bedroom. That room would creep me out, and my brother and I would fight to ‘not’ be the one to sleep there when we had to stay overnight. If we were both in there, we’d sleep in the same bed for comfort. And the room was always very cold.
I wish I had an explantion for the tape recorder, although I have heard of other equipment doing the same sort of thing in a haunted house – kitchen appliances and such like. It might have something to do with the amount of kinetic energy in the room from the gate, but scientists can’t get ghosts and other beings to cooperate to test it. LOL
Closing one door and opening another changes the energy structure of a room, and might well have shut the ‘gate’ down. Does your mother mention the problems continuing on her side of the house? I would suggest you have your house cleared in some way, by a minister of the church, if you think that appropriate, or a medium who does clearings. It’s good for everyone’s energy, and allows you to start afresh.
Love & Peace
Ama
weird. are you sure you didnt move in my grandma’s old house? i remember as kids there was one room in the house that seemed to come alive on its own. at night while sleeping we could hear the doorknobs in all bedrooms turn and sounds of footsteps on the wooden floor. we were always apprehensive when we go on vacation at my grandma’s house. as i got older i started getting used to it, knowing it could be probably a dead relative making sure everyone is okay . i dont think rooms have lives of their own , but the spirits of people that used to live there have never really left. thats cool by me, nothing to be scared of.
Heh~ I think that room is haunted. But, maybe “he” is actually harmless. At least, “he” never hurt you, right?Hm~ “He” must be alone for long…. And now, since there are some humans near “him , “he” want to be noticed.
Hi Nimue
Yes it sounds as though you have shadow people in your house.
I have seen them in our house and never felt any fear. I sensed they were simply curious.
We are quite used to hearing spooks coming through the backdoor. At night we would often hear footsteps up and down the passageway.
The house settles down peacefully once it is cleared.
I saw a man that was dead for a year and a half.I didn’t knew it.He was standing next to his wife and daugthers in the funeral of a member of his wife’s family..I pass near them and could see his body and face.He was the most healthy looking person i’ve seen in my life! Absolutely full of life! And very handsome! – Later, i maked the comment to my brother precisely talking about health and people that looks great.And he told me i couldn’t see him because he died when he was assaulted a year and a half ago.He suffered a massive infarction. He was there all the time i was.When i left, he stood there with his family.
Shadow people huh? Let me ask one simple question do you have an old or antique mirror in your house?
If there are minor spirits in your house like that, Maybe you should look into the history of the home. A lot of time otherworldy spirits are looking for something…they could even be looking for someone that probably still isnt here, time is different for beings like that.
No, I do not have any old mirrors in my house. There used to be one there when my grandparents were still living, but that was downstairs – and in a completely diffrent room. Not in the guestroom nor the bedroom where the shadow appeared.
There were also some occations with knocking on the walls there. One time I and my sister helped my mother with baking cookies for Christmas. For some of the cookies the dough needed to be cold when slipped into the frying oil – so we cut out the cookies, placed them on plates and carried them out to the hall to leave them there till it was time to cook them. My younger sister went out with a plate – then came back in telling me that there were no need for me to knock on the wall to try frighten her. I did not knock – I was busy keeping an eye on the oven. She went out with another plate – then came running back in. This time – was it I that had knocked as she had mentioned it? No. I did not knock on anything. Neither did my mother. She now refused going out there alone, so I said I would do it. (It was evening, dark outside – and no birds. Which was the first thing that I thought of – wood peckers or something like that.) Anyhow – I went out to get a plate from the hall. My sister followed behind me. I took the plate, turned to her and said – there is no knocking here now. The second after I had spoken theses words it knocked. 4 – 5 times a loud knocking from the wall next to us. Just like someone should stand there in the same room knocking on the wall. My sister looked terrified – and I didn’t feel very brave myself either, but asked a firmly Who is this? Is there anyone there? And it knocked again. We did not run back inside the kitchen, but we did walk fast….. The next time I went out there I left the door open. I grabbed a plate walked back – everything was silent and nice. I stopped at the door, looked back – just a normal hall, light and cosy – nothing scary at all. I stepped into the kitchen, reached for the doorknob to close the door and the knocking wa heard again. Loud and clear. It continued the whole evening – my aunt stopped by, and heard the same knocking. We never figured out what it could be. No prints in the snow outside the house – noone inside with us doing it.