I grew up in our family’s ancestral house here in the city, and I know that we have other companions that also reside in the house, companions that not all of us can see. I guess I’m really ok with it since I never felt threatened or scared of them. I’ve seen most of them but not yet all of them.
I have my own room and this room used to be a study room but in mid-high school my parents converted this study room to my bedroom. I am aware that I am sharing this room with someone or something. I haven’t actually seen it, but it has made its presence felt more than once.
Sometimes I would feel that it’s sitting on the side of my bed and I would wake up but there’s no one in the room but me. Other times my cousins or my aunts would hear noises in my room and they would think I’m at home already but when they look in to check on me no one’s in my room. I have one aunt who refuses to enter my room if I’m not here, she is very much spooked by my room because there was a time when she barged in my room thinking I was there since she could hear someone typing away only to find my room empty. Other times it opens my closet and sometimes it opens and closes my bedroom door. And there was one friend I had who couldn’t stand to stay alone in my room for more than 2 minutes.
I also used to sleep in the room across the hall from my own room. My aunt, who is in Canada right now, used to sleep in that room. But I occupied it for half a year when she left, they don’t like rooms to be left unoccupied in our home, so we try to use all the rooms in the house at least two to three times a week. The bed in that room is pretty big and occupies most of the space in the room. But whenever I stayed in that room I always had my whole body on the bed, I never let my feet dangle by the edge of the bed. There is a black and hairy arm that sticks out from under the bed and caresses your leg if you do let your feet dangle. I’m not the only one who saw it, I have 2 other friends who have seen it as well.
There are a lot of other inhabitants in our home, in my parent’s bedroom there is someone who plays with marbles under my parent’s bed. My mom used to tell me that my brother and I would often complain as kids that we couldn’t sleep very well since someone kept on playing with marbles. Sometimes marbles would roll out from underneath the bed, other times the cabinets would open by themselves.
In one of my cousin’s room, I keep seeing a man with long hair and he is always wearing white. He is often standing by the foot of the bed and when I’m in my cousin’s room he’s just there staring at us, and that’s all he does. I don’t know what he wants or why he’s staying there, all he ever does is stare.
When I told my mom and aunts about it my grandmother told me that my grandfather used to dabble in the supernatural and that he had an amulet embedded in his body, without his shirt on you will find incantations tattooed on his body. My aunts and grandmother told me that before my grandfather passed away he had private conversations with select members of the family including his only son and my mother to pick who to pass the amulet to. According to them he can only lie in rest after the amulet has been transferred to someone. They also told me that the other inhabitants here are the guardians that my grandfather had left for the house, and that they have stayed on even after my grandfather has passed away.
There are still more stories to tell about this house that I love so much, too many weird things happen here on a daily basis, I’ll share some more stories next time about my home and my experiences both at home and in the places I go to.
Submitted by Liz M., Copyright 2008 TrueGhostTales.com
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Hello Bella_Vita,
I can say its not uncommon for it to happen, and know of other people having seen, felt, or heard, their family member at the funeral, but I’ve never actually been to a funeral myself – and I don’t intend to go to my own. LOL
I would love some stories too.
Love & Peace
Ama
Hi bella_vita
Every funeral I’ve ever been to has had the deceased in attendance. I think they just like to see who has actually bothered to turn up to their funeral -LOL!
AJ
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previously ,when I had more prying to god I was able observe some wonderful and mysteriously event about deceased ghost…some particular days some familiar ghost came to see me (actually) and I saw them ,that observing was vivid but with a little fade they were like when they was alive and even with ordinary cloths they talked me and told some things but not similar speaking like us (it was like a telepathy and I understood what they want say to me but I was needy to a time and I had to thought till understood what is their purpose it was like they are guiding my mind toward a subject and when I noticed their purpose they became happy ) after a while went may I send some such meeting details in the future. these days I no succeed to see them, i think due to :
- I’m busy to routine life jobs and hubbies (even computer and activity to internet and website )
- I pray to god very lesser than past
- I go to cemetery for meeting familiars deceased very less
- I suppose due to my lazy about praying and worshiping , mighty god has taken that intuition of me and I apologize him and hope carry transfer me to his good slave list.
hey Manns
I don’t think God has taken that gift away from you – maybe put it on ‘hold’ for a bit because you may be finding it too much of a ‘burden’ at the moment – but, not taken it away.
I tend to get periods of quiet …….. we need it to recharge our energy, regroup, and to stop us going mad! LOL!
And as for praying / worshipping – you don’t need to sink to your knees, clasp your hands together and make a dramatic statement, in order to pray to or praise God. I often just think a little ‘thank you’ or “ponder at his Glory” whilst doing other things – like food shopping (going back to the chocolate again – hehehe!) or working, typing posts on here, or watching the tv. So long as God is on your mind – and I truly believe you are a very spiritual chap – then God knows you love Him too.
AJ
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Did I type ‘chap’?? Yikes! So sorry Manns – just changed your gender. Meant chappess – tut!
AJ
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Hello A.J
First off, you yourself are chapess …LOL…. didn’t you really know that I am a man or your purpose was a psychic assaulting ?
LOL!!
Well – I always ‘imagined’ you to be a man, but then you used the word “hubbies” which I thought you meant “hubby” (abv. husband). I got very confused … LOL!
Sorry … again …
AJ
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Tut! ,but I see your nose became longer A.J ……
LOL! Just call me Pinoccio …
But then – if I were right all the time, I’d have won the Euro Lottery by now ………….. hahaha!
AJ
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LOL Manss,
I’ll go on your good ‘slave’ list too. The word you want is ‘servant’. I am definitely a servant of God. LOL I hope you don’t mind that I got the giggles over the ‘slave’ word.
I don’t think you will. 
I agree with AJ, that the ‘real world’ activities can disconnect us, for a time, from the other world things we sense, and I too have ‘quiet’ times .. thank goodness. I used to worry I had shut myself off somehow, or had it done to me, but the gifts always come back when I need them.
And I also agree we don’t need to sink down on our knees to God .. I tend to talk to him/her all day, whatever I am doing. And I try to always remember to say thank you – specifically – for everything I do, and am, can do, and have. We are all so blessed.
Speaking of ‘can do’ .. follow me over to the ghost story question and I’ll tell you what happened to someone else just yesteday. //www.trueghosttales.com/questionsandanswers/know-any-good-ghost-stories/
Love & Peace
Ama
I’ve had it happen last year. My dad died and my nefew saw him and didn’t believe he was dead. It’s sort of normal for a 5 year old boy to not understand but I do believe he did see him and I felt the something was in the room with us as well. That following week we would hear stuff like the shower etc. My dad didn’t know he was dead for about a month or so I think and it seemed like he did his routine as if he were alive. Than one night he apologized to my mom for dying. He’s still around but is much more quiet and I think he moved on but sticks around to see if things are alright from time to time.