Heres another story My stories come from my cousin in Pennsylvania. And then one that happened to me and my brothers, although not to frightening. My cousin Annie works in one off the oldest buildings in Bethlehem, PA. Its been a hotel, some other stuff but currently a bar. She was closing up one night and heard a voice whisper her name. This has happened on more than one occasion. She has also heard footsteps if the third floor where the office and storage is kept. She is not one to spook easily so it didnt bother her. And doesnt bother her currently. My aunt and uncle bought a 100+ yr old farm house in northern PA. During renovations Annie went to take pictures in hopes of getting something. She was successful in her photo shoot...multiple orbs in every picture and in one in particular, you can clearly see a hand a part of a face. Now my story isnt so much creepy but comforting. My little brother was stationed in SD in the USAF. Every year my mom likes to send myself and my baby brother to visit him for a few days so we can do what brothers do...get drunk and criticize each other. That didnt happen this time. After grilling out at the retreat place we rented were sitting around discussing things from religion to politics to family to etc. Upon the discussion of family our gramma became the subject. Baby brother visited a psychic sometime after his birthday about 6 months prior and she told him that he didnt spend his day alone drinking whiskey and watching movies, our granma was there with him. So, I got a wild hair during this discussion to take pictures in the pitch black if night hoping to catch something...I did. A white mist over my left shoulder. I promptly shouted the pic to my brothers and said I believe this to be gramma. Baby brother concurred middle brother scoffed, but went along with the odds that it could be. And a fourth story that I just remembered, 2 yrs ago my wifes grandmother passed in her home. We moved into her place. A month or so later as we were talking about the flooring being redone in the room that she died...across the room from us the air compressor to the nail gun turned on. It made us jump and as soon as I ran across to pull the plug to stop it and after catching our breaths my wife said to get grandmother that yes I know youre still here watching over us. Her grandmother likes to also turn the heater on in the bathroom too...just as a reminder.
Posted on: Tue, 29 Oct 2013 06:56:02 +0000
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