Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

Ten years ago, I moved into a condo in San Diego. Three months into my residence there, as I was awakening one morning, in my Half Asleep/Half Awake state (I call it my HA-HA state), coming from the side of the bed next to me was a man’s voice screaming in what sounded like unbearable pain. This was full on loud, like he was really there next to me. I had never to that point heard such a sound of being tortured or even maybe of being burned alive, even in the movies. I don’t see how a person could ever mimic such a horrible sound. Instead of being afraid, I felt a wave of sadness that this man’s spirit was still on earth suffering. So I did what I have seen on TV – I spoke to the spirit and told him that he didn’t have to keep suffering, but to look for the bright light and head for it.  He would find his relatives and friends and his suffering would stop.

Three years later I moved again, and the spirit followed me. Again one morning in my HA-HA state on the bed next to me was the voice of the same man screaming out in the most horrendous pain. I said the same things to him as I had said before, hoping that it would work this time.

So far he has not returned. But I have begun thinking about him lately. Since he followed me, I believe he must have known me and perhaps was a relative. The only person I know who died a horrible death was my mother’s brother, who died in WWII. He was a tail gunner in a plane that was shot down. Was he burning to death as the plane went down in flames? I didn’t think he had ever even known I existed until I was going through some of the old pictures I brought home after my mother’s funeral – there she was holding my hand…I looked like I was just learning to walk…and there was Uncle Joe in his WWII uniform standing next to us!  I have framed the picture and put it in a place of honor along with pictures of my other deceased relatives. However, whoever this spirit is, I hope he has finally found peace.

Sent in by Sandy Fuersich, Copyright 2010