Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

Being notorious about my experiences of growing up haunted ( see previous stories ) I find people tend to tell me things.

This paranormal story came from my Tupperware dealer.

My dealer (which sounds so sordid – but if you saw my Tupperware cupboard you would perhaps agree I have some kind of addiction!)

confided to me of two paranormal experiences she had.

One happened when her husband was away working and she was asleep in bed. She felt the bed go down beside her and initially thought it was her 12 year old climbing into bed with her after a bad dream. Opening one eye to note her presence, she was surprised to realize there was no-one there… excepting she could still feel the bed being pressed down.

Opening both eyes and being fully awake she stared at the depression in the bed which didn’t change. By now quite startled she flicked on the bedside light only to see the bed clearly depressed as if someone was laying there and a white mist that seemed to follow the contours of a human body. As she realized what she was looking at, the mist and the depression in the bed evaporated.

My dealer confided that has now happened a few times, but only when her husband is away.

Another time after a party, she and a few ladies were enjoying a relaxing champagne on a verandah which had a glass table. All the ladies at the same time realized that in the reflection of the glass table, the garden basket that hung above them had started to move and vibrate. She said without fail every woman looked up at the same time to watch the odd acrobatics of the otherwise ordinary planter hanger.

They were so intrigued they all got on their chairs to look in the planter, convinced there was a lizard or bird concealed inside the fern that grew there.

Needless to say they were unable to find any natural cause for the planter to be moving around.

My dealer, who was the most game, thrust her hand into the foliage and felt around, finding nothing and felt what she best described as ” static ” – she was so intrigued she moved her hand in and out of what appeared to be a delineated energy field. She claims the planter even seemed to move in reaction to your hand as you started to bring it toward the planter – which became a bit of a party trick as each of the women ‘ tried their hand ‘ ( though some refused by now totally terrified ) – eventually the field faded and the planter went back to hanging quietly and no great lizard or bird emerged to explain the event.

Though my dealer does remain curious as to what suddenly manifested above the heads of the women around the table that day, she was loathe to mention it as usually most people who hear the story blame the champagne!

Sent in by Jennifer Mills-Young, Copyright 2010