Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

Whereas dogs, insects and loud noises drive me mad, it’s the first time a bracelet achieved this. Now, my friends and loved ones (intellectuals or spiritualists) already see me as quite odd:

Bloodlust, seemingly insane, and even through this I am extremely praised for my intellect and philosophy, the way I see the world is so much more different, even though physically iv been told my brain is normal.

Now onto what I have to say, me and my friends were walking around alley ways that were rumored haunted, for strange and morbid things always seemed to attract us.

Well this takes place yesterday (early I know, but I’m not exactly happy knowing I might be an absolute loon), we went to an another alley, one that gave me a very slight stomach ache when I entered, but enough for me to notice. A friend felt it as well, and he had the urge to leave quickly, and he told us so, but me and another friend, absolutely being ravaged by curiosity, couldn’t help but go deeper. The alley simply opened up to another street, and there was a large stone that was said to be placed over a grave; I was asked by my friends to stand on it and I did so. I felt a bit worse, destabilized even, I almost dropped off the stone and I felt a bit dizzy, and from then on (I still feel it a bit the moment I write this) my shoulder has been through stinging pain. And for some reason, it’s the shoulder opposite to the bag where I was carrying some sweets (I’m quite the sugar tooth).

We then passed by a house which we honestly weren’t too fond of, one of those places that literally killed you curiosity from how creepy it was, but in the front yard my friend found a bracelet with all the saints painted on small wooden pieces, except for one extra piece, which seemed to have two nuns and a woman. When he tried to wear it, it simply broke before it passed his hand, and scared of handling it wrongly, he gave it to me. At that moment I was growing increasingly angry at the stabbing pain which wouldn’t go away, and even though annoyed, I attempted to wear the bracelet. It slid right down to my wrist, didn’t break or anything of the sort, yet me and my friend have the same muscle mass, AKA our arms were of the same thickness.

After a few minutes, the pain in my arm seemed to leave then come again, as if not knowing whether to stay or move on, and my friend said he didn’t feel so good around me. After we stared at the river a bit (we were that bored) we simply started going home. Now there’s the tricky part, now it feels like I hallucinated the way back, not really remembering what happened, not to mention when I did arrive home, I heard a slight, extremely loving voice in my head “I love you” were it’s words, again, lovingly in an almost angelic voice. Obviously I panicked, no one is in my home, and I highly doubted my cat spoke.

Once I decided to take off the bracelet, I felt as if I lost a certain peace, but didn’t put much though into it since I apparently got knocked out by exhaustion, strangely enough considering I feel like pure energy normally (Mostly known as Hyper Activity). I then woke up with a horrible headache, as if it was a hangover, I remembered my dream, a short one at that.

A woman was hugging me, she was beautiful and seemed just as angelic as her voice, it took me a few minutes to notice that we were being bombed, like a trench war and that me and the woman were in no mans land.
The dream ended with a bomb landing right upon us.

Now obviously I blame it all on the bracelet, because I feel paranoid and I hear voices (“I love you”, “Your so silly”). Now whereas these aren’t threats, as a man who almost completely relies on science and philosophy, this almost gave me a heart attack. When I take off the bracelet, the voices leave, but so does the feeling of happiness, another curious thing, I can’t bring myself to throw it away.

And yet another curious thing, my friend (not the one who broke one string of the bracelet) is extremely religious, and occasionally comes to my house to ‘cleanse it’, I swear it feels like I’m coming home to a church. And iv heard that sage and such wards away bad spirits, and my house smells of it, so I wonder, if it’s truly a ghost, why is my sanctuary like home not warding it off. And why did the bracelet almost break for him and not me?

I am not wearing the bracelet currently, I kept it in a small box in a locked drawer, since it has tendency to move, but I blame that on my friend who snoops while I’m not looking.

Now, the question remains, is it paranormal? Or am I just a complete lunatic?

Sent in by Luminatio (Real name preferred to be kept), Copyright 2011 TrueGhostTales.com