Okay… first let me say that this is a completely real story and I remember it well. During this summer I decided to have my best friend Sam spend the night at my house. We were having fun all day. But then night came.
I knew Sam was deeply terrified of ghosts and paranormal things, so I joked around saying cheesy scary lines from scary movies with the lights out. I told her ghost stories and things about poltergeists. After my fun, we decide to try and sleep. Of course Sam is terrified at the moment so I have to sleep with her on my bottom bunk.
We were still hyped up on sugar and there was no way we were going to sleep. So we decided to talk about God, the Bible, angels, etc. Now we were both in Christian school and knew well about the bible, but we were very skeptical.
While we were talking about it, I began to feel a strange presence around me. I began to have goose bumps and the room suddenly got colder. When I tried to speak my throat would clog up and I started to talk funny. My chest ached and I had a severe headache.
When Sam began to tell her stuff I could’ve sworn I saw a man like figure in front of the bunk, right by me and Sam’s feat. When I saw him, Sam suddenly stopped speaking. I looked over at her and saw her shivering with goose bumps, mouth open, fear in her eyes. I asked her what was wrong and she told me “it feels cold in here. I just saw a man like figure! My throat hurt, I have a severe headache and my chest hurts!” I was amazed at what she just told me. I told her that I felt everything the same.
The man was still at our feet and we were scared, holding each other together. The man held out his hand, pointed at us and nodded his head. Sam had closed her eyes at the time but mine were wide open. Behind him appeared some strange entities. I about crapped my pants. Then I heard, “Xena its gonna be ok.” All of the sudden, after he said that, all the pain in my body just melted away and I felt great. I closed my eyes, still scared on what just happened and opened them about eight seconds later to find that the man was gone.
I looked at Sam, whose eyes were still closed, and told her to open them. She did and noticed the man was gone. I told her the whole story and she couldn’t believe me. We saw God, me and her believe that. We never told anyone else with the fear of being mocked. But it did happen.
Ever since the encounter with “God” no more strange things have happened. Many, many, months before this happened I’ve heard something underneath my bed laugh… like and evil laugh. For about a month I’ve heard the clicking of dice every night. I use to hear alien ships land outside my window and the beeping of their strange technology.
Don’t call me a liar… don’t call me a freak… I know all of this happened, I remember it so well. Today, every time I try to scare Sam. she knows none of it can happen now that we were “touched by God and his Angels.”
Sent in by Xena, Copyright 2009 TrueGhostTales.com
wow!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i never met god. thanks for the story Xena
That is a great story, But I dont think It was God him self ,i think It was an angle. I think at that moment you and you friend were being attacked and this angel came in to help you. and was not pointing at you but at the entity. Thank God we have these protecters with us. Im glad you are ok , and you friend too. Hope you are still going to church.
Good story, to the point.
Al I ever tell people is that we never know for sure what we see or experience. Could be an angel or a good spirit. It definately seemed positive. If I was to venture an opinion, I think all of our religions depict G-d as greater than a man or woman so it’s hard to guess but I agree with Moya.
Did not sound like, God, an angel or anything good. You got problems my friend.
hmmm interesting i know i dont tell people about things that happen to me either for fear that i might be mocked.
Xena,
You were experiencing the ghost encounter—chill, headache, chest hurt, throat hurt.
If it were a god or angel, you would’ve felt warmth instead.
Since you had more symptoms, it might be caused by you. Did you do something in particular, other than supplying the sugar?
Are you or your family somehow gifted with sixth sense, or a ‘dealer’ of some sort?
Is your house by the sea or river?
It seems like there is a ship for the dead embarked and waiting for its designated quota to fill in. The ghosts you saw may well be the soul-collectors or transporters.
Are there resorts, ferry port, or sight-seeing tours nearby?
If disaster is to happen, it may take months before it does.
Or could be simply nearby your house is a departure point of the fourth-dimension. The ghosts came by out of curiousity, just paying you a visit.
Otherwise, just treat it as a ‘sugar’ effect.
But many died unawared of taking the glass powdered mixed inside.
Hi its me gabby Iam so happy for you know god looks after you still I say a pear for you dear god whatch over them amen
If the dark figure was God or an Angel then you wouldn’t have had all that discomfort. An angel once touched me and it was a brilliant and warm feeling.
That ‘dark’ figure was there, which i believe was evil and to do with what you have heard under your bed with the laughing and dice throwing. The voices you heard where that of an angel who was there too to let you know that you were going to be alright. It was probably arc Angel Michael who came and got rid of this evil for you.
I am not sure if you have encounter god or angel or if it is other entities. But I have heard story before , I thought God come in as a light and not a dark figure. Whatever it is, if it helped you. He is good.
that is seriously awesonme me being a muslim its kinda awsome for me as i wud like to feel him too! cool!!
so cool. but i don’t know if a dark figure could symbolize the god. and can someone tell me what a soulcollector is? I have no ideea
I think a soul collecter is a spirit belonging to god who has a duty to take the recent or past dead to the next destiny. Interestingly I have acknowledged that the reason why there are ghosts is because at the time of death the person before he/she died could have been thinking about their home, their wealth, family or other unfinished business, and so their soul does not cross over. I think this is where soul collectors have to come and take away those souls.
It makes sense that ordinary humans cannot help the souls move on, however some human beings are gifted – those that can communicate with ghosts and can help the souls crossover. This itself is interesting to know that sometimes humans carry out a soul collectors job…… read the rest of this interesting story at //www.trueghosttales.com/paranormal/explanation-of-a-soul-collector/
i think that there was angels there but the dark thing was the evil under your bed and they were getting rid ooff it for you but hun i think its amazing your really blessed xxx