[Ciera's mom]

Originally Posted by tammy8833

you should call ghost hunters!! or a haunting!! its sounds like a epsiode i jsut watched..lol ghost hunters comes for free.

i scare myself so bad, i watch and read all this stuff then i cant sleep in my own bed without my husband next to me, i figure he can keep them busy while im running out the room if something was to happen. i havent had anything happen at my house here but my parents house, whoa! thats a totally different story. lately i have noticed my son who is almost 3 say good night to other people in the house i dont see, freaks me out a little bit, i usualyl start running up the stairs and jump into bed with him. im so bad that i wont stand next to my bed at night for fear that the boogey man will grap me from under the bed..lol im laughing about it but i really do it.

my parents house used to be awful! mainly my bed room i think its because i played with a quija board once and only once because it scared the #$%%# out of me, i threw it in the trash and couldnt make my mom understand why i was throwing away a brand new game she bought. before there was carpet upstairs you could here people walking across, oh the house was built in the 60s mom swears it was built on a indian grave site or something. if you are upstairs you would hear and feel the big door downstairs slam shut, but when you checked it it was still locked. she has a alarm system now, she feels safe..lol then my room i was watching "wings" on usa one night around 11:30 and my bedroom door open and i saw a mans shadow, shadow people thing i guess, and thinking it was dad i waved and the door slammed shut, i opened the door and no one was there, mom and dad were snoring...hall way was COLD

then one day my mom heard all this nosie upstairs and thought my sister and her friend were up there, and she thought they had gone in my room to get into stuff, she she started yelling at the closed door from the bottom of the steps, and just then something was thrown against the door and shattered and all the glass came out from under the door. my moma raced upstairs to beat some booty but when she opened the door no one was there. to this day i dont know what broke but occassionaly you will fine pieces of smoked glass with gold trim.

one night i slept over at a friends house and the door was shut again and my mom heard all this rattling so she went into the hall and some thing was trying to get out of my room. she said it was banging and the knob was twisitng. needless to say no one would spend the night in my room. i had a friend freak out because her shoes were moved from the floor to the dresser and were tied together one night.

sometimes you would here people going through the cabinets in the kitchen but nothing was distrubed when you checked it out. my dad woke up one night and a little boy in a green shirt was beside his bed playing with a ball.

since all the kids have moved out nothing really happens and the carpet must pad the footsteps upstairs. moma calls the ghost george and when she started addressing the ghost when things happend it stopped and then if someting weird does happend she tells "george" to cut it out, and he does. maybe the motion senser on the alarm freaks george out

good luck, seriously call taps the ghost hunter people to come out i want to watch an epsiode with yorkies in it.

I would soooo be out of that house and never go back. LOL

I love Sylvia too and have alot of her books. She says that all orbs are angels. In the house we lived in before this one, I had gotten up one night to get my son to feed him and always went to the living room to the rocker. That night when I got right beside the T.V. it all of a sudden came on and the volume was loud and it was just a snowy picture. I turned to gripe at my husband for following me and turning it on, but he was in bed. I turned it off and went to my room with my son, and never went to the living room again. One other night after that, I got up to get him and the T.V. was on again on the same snowy picture because I saw it from the hallway and I got him and went to my room and made my hubby get up and go turn it off. My hubby also worked nights sometimes and Ciera would be laying on the bed and just all of a sudden stand up and her hair would all stand up and she would bark at nothing while just staring into the hallway.

I also had a picture that was home interior of a little girl in a dress that had peach and white stripes in the matting and then a peach bow on it (someone may know of the picture) anyway, when my son was just learning how to stand and walk, he would stand up on the couch and just stare at this picture for some reason, like it had something in it. It always had this wierd look to the little girls eyes and my husband absolutely hated that picture and would say it looked posessed. It freaked me out everytime my son would just stop and stare at it. When we moved in this house, my husband made me throw it away and wouldn't let me put it back up. One last thing is that when we were in the rocker in the living room, my son would look up and point and say the word angel and he would only do that in that spot and when we were in that chair. I never did figure that one out, but he has never done anything like that where we are now. I was really glad to get out of that house.