Friday, April 4, 2014

Why I'm becoming a believer; my random "ghost" encounters. And who is the girl???? - by Lisa

When I was young my sister, cousins and I found my grandmother's antique, ouija board in an old trunk at our cottage. I can't remember specifics but I remember weird things would happen. We would try to summon our grandfather who had recently passed. When we asked for proof that the spirits were there, certain objects around the cottage would shake, like the TV. That's when my grandmother took the board away. Locked it up and hid it. But I got my parents to get me one. Again I don't remember specifics but I remember my friend and I "communicating" with some spirits who started off being nice but I remember them getting angry, and again things would rattle and shake. We didn't play it much after that. I have always been really easily spooked/startled. I always see glimpses of someone there in my peripheral, otherwise. I would turn around and seen someone, being scared as hell, but when I looked again they would be gone. I have had a few moments of certainty that something is in fact there and that I remember vividly. Once I was sitting on my porch when I was young, probably around 7. I was looking across the road at my friends house. I saw this young woman,probably around 18 and she had long, blonde beautiful hair, very pale complexion, a long white dress almost like a nightgown. She was just sitting there, smiling at me and rocking in the rocking chair. I didn't feel scared per se, maybe just a bit uneasy (not like other times I have seen glimpses of something or someone). I looked away, looked back at her and she was gone and the rocking chair had stopped rocking. I can slightly recall something happening like this before but not confident enough to say. I'm now 27 and a few weeks ago I saw the young girl again. I went to a ski resort with my bf and his family. One night I woke up from a nightmare and being really scared I didn't want to close my eyes, and go back to sleep. I looked over to my side and standing in the bathrooms doorway was the young girl, looking just as she did 20 years ago. She was standing there just staring at me. I wasn't scared or uneasy at all this time, in fact quite the opposite, I felt a calming sensation. I looked away, I looked back, and she was gone and I drifted off to sleep; which is not something that comes easily for me. I have no idea who this girl may be or what she might represent to me but it has to have some sort of significance, no? Now, something off topic but on. My bf and I like to go to this certain steak house, for dinner. Twice that I've been there, in a row, I have tripped down the stairs in the exact same spot, in the exact same way. I found it quite strange but figured it was a coincidence. So this last time we were there (which was the second time I tripped on the stair), we were upstairs at the bar waiting for our table to be ready. There was a couple beside us, they got up and left, but the girl left her purse there. I couldn't believe she so easily left her purse to the point that I was ragging on her to my bf about it. We were then called to our table. We went downstairs, I was still going on about that lady leaving her purse and how could she not be more careful. Then I overheard the waiter talking to the table beside us. He was giving them the history of this steak house(it's an old mansion). I heard him tell them that the young woman who lived there died in her bedroom, which is now the women's washroom. I thought it was interesting what he was saying but didn't think anything odd about it. Then a few minutes after that I went to get my phone out of my purse and realised my purse wasn't with me. My bf went and checked upstairs at the bar and lo and behold it was there. I left it in the exact same spot as the last girl did. I couldn't believe it. I went home and googled the steakhouse. I then come to find out, it's on the top of the list of haunted houses in Canada. A lot of people have claimed that a lot of weird things have happened to them in the women's washroom (which is where the woman died). Also the maid hung herself at the top of the staircase and apparently people have claimed to see a little boy playing on the stairs as well as looking down at people eating their dinners. I'm now convinced it was the little boy who tripped me on the stairs both of those times and who knows about the purses; also a weird happenstance. I was thinking, I want to get my old ouija board and see if I can figure out who this girl is that I've seen now a couple of times in my life, as now I am starting to experience other things that are making me more of a believer.

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