Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

I always knew there was something to realm of ghosts. I have the ability to sense them, but not see them. It is usually just a sense of being watched, but sometimes a just a little more than that. I grew up in a “haunted” house, so I don’t freak out when something happens. My story is about my brother that died 22 years ago when I was just 13.

Several years ago my girlfriend told me about a friend of hers sister who suddenly had the ability to talk to the dead. Of course, I was completely skeptical about her because I perceive most psychics as scam artist looking for a quick buck. We were asked if we would participate to see if she was for real. I grudgingly agreed. The only info I gave her was my name and the person I wanted to contact. I chose my brother because we were close, and it would be an easy way for me to test the accuracy of this “so called” psychic. She described how he died, how he felt when he died, and how he feels now. She even managed to produce the nickname he gave me when I was a child. Keep in mind I had never met this person at the time, so we knew nothing of each other. She went on to describe my house through my brothers eyes and where he liked to “hang out” when he was there. The conversation went on for a couple of hours and a lot of accurate info was given. I was completely blown away.

After a couple of weeks of digesting all this, I got comfortable with it, and didn’t give it a too much more thought. One night, as I was home alone sitting on the couch watching TV, I started to smell something I hadn’t smelled for a very long time. It was the smell of my brother. He had a very distinct scent about him. Some might call it plain ol’ body odor, but it was definitely him. It lasted for just about a minute. I kind of just said “Hi” and went back to my TV watching. I never said a word about it to anyone.

After a few weeks, I just kind of almost forgot about it. One evening I was talking to our new psychic friend, and we were chatting with my brother again. She stopped talking real quick as if to verify what was being said. she then tells me that your brother says that you smelled him. Well, of course, my jaw about hit the floor. I just said “Oh my god, I never told anybody about that!” Needless to say, it made a true believer out of me, if I wasn’t already 100% there. It actually gave me peace to know there was so much more to look forward to, and I no longer fear death. I wish everybody could experience what I have.

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