Earl Grey Ghost

Fall is one of my favourite times of year, and I enjoy pumpkin pie (pumpkin flavoured anything, really), hot apple cider and caramel apples. I like to curl up with my husband in front of our fire and either read or watch a movie, a thick heavy blanket and hot tea. If not tea, it's a spiked hot cider. I also really enjoy a simple, calm drive out to the parks to see the colours of the leaves and pick up coffee on our way so we can enjoy it as we walk down the leaf strewn paths. Winter I'm not particularly fond of, but I'd say all the above except going out. >< Gets way too cold for my southern butt.

It really depends. I go here just to socialise and have fun, show some artwork and have a discussion or two. I wouldn't say it is the first thing I go to, but it's a great way to pass the time with some fellow fans.

Well, I think so too, but I am never sure of other people's sensitivities, so I put a warning on it ^__^. But thank you!

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@CloudMistDragon That is very creepy! Shadow people are very rampant and seem to be some of the most common haunted/paranormal stories. There is still ongoing debates about their origin and even intentions. All the ones I have come across were either very gentle and curious, or overall benign. Also nightmares can be precursors to something about to happen, or an insight into our persona' "demons" we are facing. Were you at that time stressed/worried about something? Or overly fixated on something terrible such as feelings of guilt, pain or sorrow? Those can manifest as nightmares, our brain giving us sometimes not so subtle 'hints' on our psyche. If you've ruled out all of those things, there could be a possibility that something decided to mess with you after disturbing it. Have you had any occurrences lately? If I may ask? I never made it to Arkansas but that hotel sounds eerie. I'll have to do more research on it. His experience almost made me think of Stephen King's short story 1408! As for the expierence with your mother, it is possible that her connection reached the spirit of the little boy who deeply missed a mother or parental figure. Dying can be a scary experience for a child so young, especially in times of war. I wouldn't assume his spirit would be harmful. Anything recent?

Wow, some great replies so far! Keep them coming guys! And I do want to hear stories! @Spooky Brony 2A I have myself experienced Sleep Paralysis and thought I saw a friend of mine poke their head into the bedroom to check on me, then disappear. When I shook out of it and got up, they said no one had come into the bedroom. It was eerie, but completely understandable. Sleep Paralysis is obviously, a real thing science can explain and while it may (some say) put you in a realm of "otherworldly-ness", people are very much prone to hallucinations both visual and auditory. As for Coast to Coast AM or Real Ghost Stories Podcast, I have not! Are they on YouTube, I could look them up! Also, while they aren't always "real" stories, I enjoy listening to a lot of Reddit stories from Lazy Masquerade, though he does do a few tales of accounts from real people. If you haven't heard of him, I'd take a listen. His voice and the ambience he sets are perfect!

I will probably get panned for this, but in my experiences that I have had, there are some things that I couldn't explain away. By natural I'm a very Vulcan-level individual. For those who don't get the Star Trek reference, I'm very logical-minded. I try to explore every angle of something before I come to a conclusion. And this is a thread for those who have had Paranormal Experiences. My first post will be long, but it is one of my most prominent stories, and it is about Shadow People. For those who do not know what a Shadow person is, visit here: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shadow_person Now, on to the story: About six or seven years ago, when I lived in TN there was a state park not too far from my apartment. I enjoyed going there to hike as well as visit the playground. Now I was in my mid-twenties and I would always go there when the kids were either in school, or it was just before dusk and no one was there. I liked the swing-set, it holds nostalgia for me. So, when I would go, I'd take my headphones and sit on the swings. These were tall swings, not those short squatty things only meant for 6 to 8 year olds. These were tall enough that an adult could comfortably fit in them and swing. I know it sounds childish, but I enjoyed the wind in my hair, listening to my music and it taking me back to as simpler time. I'll repeat that I never went when kids were there, that would just be... weird. Anyway, I enjoyed going there so much that when a friend from KY decided to visit, I took her there. It was just after sundown, and nighttime was my favourite time to be out there. We got to the swing-set and just began chatting it up about our usual nerd things and enjoying ourselves. After being there for about 20 to 30 minutes I notice something walking towards us. It's a silhouette of what appears to be a man of about 5 ft 8 to 6 ft tall. A shadow figure that began to approach us out of the darkness. Now this swing-set is situated about 12 to 15 yards away from one of those "shelters" they call them. Just an overhang roof with four wooden posts with benches and tables underneath them on a concrete platform. Next to it is the public metal/iron BBQ grill that they have set up with a charcoal pit. You know, these are the areas were park goers can throw a kids birthday party, or have a family get together and whatnot. Next to it is a light pole. It is on at this time, as it is dark. My friend at this point begins to get nervous. I tell her to just not acknowledge him and keep talking. At first I was thinking it could be a policeman or a park ranger about to ask us what the hell we were doing out here. Since we weren't doing or carrying anything illegal, it didn't bother me. But watching out of the corner of my eye and talking to my friend to keep her calm, this thing began approaching even closer, and though it's legs were moving in a walking fashion, it was so smooth it almost appeared to be gliding. It was at this point that my gut really began raising the red flags and I suddenly got suspicious. If it was a policeman or a ranger, they would have said something by now because we were certainly within earshot. My friend turns to me again, voice shaking, saying she is getting uncomfortable. I said to keep ignoring them, and that I'd protect her. I assured her about the butterfly knife in my pocket and it seemed to ease her a bit. Then the thing began walking again, and approached the pool of light that the pole was giving off. As it stepped into the circle of light, a pit began to open up in my stomach and my protective nature flared. Nothing on this shadow figure lit up. Even standing under the light, it still remained a black mass, shaped like a man. No features were describable and it was just a pitch black thing. Another odd thing to note is that it stood stock still. There was no rustle of clothes or hair in the wind on this figure, no shifting on the feet, no movement of hands, nothing. Instantly, I made up my mind on the thought that had been nagging me for the past two minutes: Shadow-person.My friend didn't have to say much as she asked me if we could please leave, and I agreed that was a good idea. We slowly stood up and began walking towards the path that made a wide berth around the shelter. Taking this path put the shelter between us and this thing. I made sure to also put myself between it, and my friend. She practically cowered on my side, clutching my arm. I told her to keep talking to me as normal, don't acknowledge it, and keep looking at me, just act as if you're conversing with me. I persuaded her to talk about a show she was very fond of at the time, and it kept her distracted as we walked. Every few moments as we semi-circled around it on this path, I would turn my head only slightly and look to the parking lot as if searching for my car. I used this opportunity to cut my eyes to the side and watch it, to make sure it didn't start following us. What I did notice, was that it's head ever so slowly began to follow us. Like the slow movement of an oscillating fan. It kept up with our pace. I tightened my grip on my butterfly knife in my jacket pocket and we as naturally as possible quickened our pace just enough to where we got back to the car without incident. I realise that a knife would do nothing against a Shadow-person, but it was what made my friend feel better, and it kept me grounded. It never moved towards us, it just stood there, stock still, only it's head turning to follow us. My friend opened the door the moment my car unlocked and she closed it behind her, locked it and gripped the sides of the seat. I slid in nonchalantly, and started the car, put it in reverse, then drove out as per normal. Making no indication that we were running or panicked. Again, I didn't feel whatever that was, was human. It didn't feel human, and I've dealt with the Paranormal before. So, while I didn't feel terribly frightened, my friend was terrified. Besides the very clipped conversation we had about it on the short ride back to the apartment, to my knowledge my friend never spoke of it again to anyone. I have since lost touch with her, as our lives ended up taking us in different directions and I haven't talked to her since. There were two reasons I didn't feel frightened that night. One was that I felt I needed to protect my terrified friend, and secondly, I've dealt with Shadow-people before. I have another, but I will save it for another post. What are everyone's thoughts? And have you or someone you know had a Paranormal experience or encounter? If so, please share! While we will have discussions on what it could or could not have been, please do not make fun of, insult or be condescending to anyone. I am making a place for people to seriously talk about their experiences, emotions and instincts on situations that they have encountered. Extra: If you do have any supernatural type questions, please feel free to contact me! While I am not official recognised by any "official" religious order, I am part of a group of practising Pagans who worship and perform either together or individually. Such as, I was appointed the High Priest of my order and have become a confidant and adviser to my group and general community.

Keep in mind this was like, nearly ten years ago, and I am not this person anymore, but here we go: I was in a relationship that I wasn't happy with. I was playing with the idea of breaking up with him, but didn't have the heart to do it. I was miserable. While I was contemplating what to do an old f*ck buddy of mine showed up. We hadn't seen each other in a while and it was fun to catch up. Now, I was once in a relationship with this person and while we ended it mutually, I still cared about him a lot. And he was dead handsome and multi-talented artistically, musically---he was a good, tight package. We started getting interested in being more physical and that gave me the push I needed. I went home that day, broke up with my boyfriend at the time, saying we needed a break and I just couldn't take it, and why I was miserable. He was upset but understood. The next day I went over to my old flame's house and we had sex. "But hey..." I told myself. "At least I wasn't a cheater." And by all technicalities, I wasn't. But it was still a pretty awful thing to do.

I have gauged ears, (no bigger than a dime), three ring piercings up the shell of both ears, snake bites, and a le brae. I did have an eyebrow piercing, but I ended up taking it out. My husband wasn't too keen on it and I got tired of snagging it.

I have a soft spot for "You've Got Mail" starring Tom Hanks and Meg Ryan. >___<

An oldie but a goodie. Absolutely adore Nostalgia Critic. Check him out, including The Cinema Snob, and Phelous Porteous. All available on YouTube!

I have to be honest with myself.... I do. And I only realised that, fully after I found my husband. It sounds cheesy and corny, but hey, he changed my outlook. Other relationships I've been in, while painful at the time, didn't leave a long-term stamp on me. Even when I was with them, I would often not find my life without them all that scary. But the idea of my life without my husband....now that is one of the few things that utterly terrifies me. As much as he's helped me grow into the person I am today, how he's made me better and brightened up a very depression-riddled life---I am forever grateful to him. To be more honest, if it weren't for him, I don't know if I'd be sitting here and typing this. I owe him my life. So yes, I feel a great and very real connection with my husband. One that'd I'd die for.

Red is my favourite. Followed by black, purple, pink and blue. I also have an affinity for gold as well.

I was never afraid of the dark, I sought it. I always loved the dark and still do to this day. Come to think of it, I've never had a nightmare either, so I can't really say I'm "afraid" of much of anything. Just your normal everyday boring obvious stuff like, losing a loved one or failure.

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Fright Night. : 3 <3

I take it we mean actual eating/ingesting and not like... sexual eating. Such as... "eating dat a**" so... uhm... I am going to say, no. I wouldn't eat Alicorn. I would assume while it might give you enormous magical power, it will come with a curse. But as for regular horse meat, I'd only eat if there was no other option.

Strongest: Smell, sight and touch. Weakest: Sound (I'm half deaf in my right ear : ( ) and taste. I can't always tell what's in something, but if it tastes good, I'll eat it. (Exception would be drink. I'm good at discerning beer/ales, whiskeys and wine.) What are the top three things that mean the most to you? This is material only, this does not include family/friends, emotions, moral stances etc.

9/10 for creativity. I haven't seen the show it's from yet, but I hear it's good.

I have moved several times in my life. For college, for jobs. I have tended to lose count, but I did move recently! Me and my husband are now in the lovely little town of Ballston Spa, NY. We were thinking of moving back to his home state of Nevada, but a job opportunity arose in NY so we took it! My God, it was stressful /___\ I think I'm still recovering.

Me and my husband want to bring Victorian back into style.