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“Well, one time I was lying in bed, and woke up quite suddenly and saw two figures standing beside my bed…I blinked and they were gone…freaked me out but it was probably just like a dream, still don’t believe in ghosts/spirits, although I love ghost stories and stuff like that.” ~Porter Melanie Hack Author of […]
Posted at: February 7th, 2009 - 8:53 am - Number of Comments » 0
“I am a Christian and believe that God enables us to sometimes see things. People in the Bible had visions all the time so why not now. I sometimes wake up from a dream not really able to tell if it was really happening to me. I feel the presence of people and pets that […]
Posted at: February 6th, 2009 - 6:45 am - Number of Comments » 0
“I was processing film one night at around 12:00am, while my roommate stood in the doorway and watched. He was bi-polar and claimed to have ESP. “He began behaving in a very strange manner. He said he was picking up something that would affect the road-trip we were planning to make. He kept looking past […]
Posted at: February 5th, 2009 - 7:37 am - Number of Comments » 0
“When my son was eight we were living in an apartment in Penang, Malaysia. My son had never had problems going to bed (quite the opposite). “One night I put him to bed and said he could read for 10 minutes. Five minutes later he came running out to me, clearly upset. I asked him […]
Posted at: February 4th, 2009 - 7:25 am - Number of Comments » 0
“I’ve got a 1st-hand story to tell, and it involves a relative’s death several years ago. My cousin, Kim, was killed in an accident. And as tradition, we had a funeral service for him. A few days into the ceremony, my 3-year-old (then) niece asked us this question while pointing towards the food-offering table, ‘Why […]
Posted at: February 3rd, 2009 - 7:48 am - Number of Comments » 0
“Both my parents died last year – my dad in March and my mum in November. A week after my mum died, I was in the kitchen with my son, making breakfast. My son was just over 2 years old then. He was at the table, facing the windows (no curtains, floor to ceiling style), […]
Posted at: February 2nd, 2009 - 7:26 am - Number of Comments » 0
“I remember taking my Dad to the seniors’ center to pick up his lunch. (This was the week my mother had died, and this was three weeks after he came home from his 2nd brain tumor operation.) He saw a male friend, in a wheelchair, and I remember him grasping his hand, up high like […]
Posted at: February 1st, 2009 - 9:15 am - Number of Comments » 0