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Lillium · 12-04-2007, 03:42 AM

I know I'm new but I've got so many stoires on this topic but I'll tell my favorite two. One involves a dog and a ghost, the other a butterfly.

Ellie and the lady in white:

One night I was up really late online (about 3am) and I heard my Jack Russell barking her head off. I didn't want Mum to wake up because she'd see I was still online and I didn't want to get in trouble, heh. I went into the hallway to see what was going on and she was just staring at the wall, looking up. I squatted down to pet her and tell her to be quiet and as I looked at where Ellie was looking I looked directly into the eyes of the most beautiful transperant woman in floaty white transperant clothes with very, very long flowing hair. I cannot describe the sheer beauty of this woman, or the look of horror on her face when she knew I could see her. I wasn't scared, I was more a little surpised but it was very normal (if that word can be described to describe this situation.)

I've seen and felt her more times over the years than I can remember, but it was Ellie who first alerted her presence to me.

I could go on about the various times I've seen her and tell stories but I'll move onto one that's not at all scary, more sweet than anything.

My Nana, the butterfly:

I was really close with my Nana (my Mum's mum.) She died about 7 years ago and my Mum and I were absolutely devastated. Nana didn't ever have much money or possessions, there was nothing really to "leave" to anyone in the family. When she passed I got 2 things from her, a beautiful blue scarf (which I lost one day when it was very windy) and a fake mounted butterfly in a glass balloon thing. These were two things I'd always play with when I went to see her, I loved that butterfly so much and she knew it. My Mum and Aunty said that I should have it and it's my prized posession.

Anyway, a short time after she died a butterfly that looks EXACTLY THE SAME as the fake one I inherited started to hang around me. It would fly in my door and sit on my bedpost and I'd have (one sided) conversations with it. It always appears at the right time. It doesn't matter which town I'm in, I see it. I know it's the same one, I can always feel it before I see it. I was stressing out about an exam I had at Uni and had travelled 4 hours away from home and felt it, I turned around and there it was. It appears if I'm scared/worried/sad or when I'm doing something right, something I should be doing. (If that makes sense?)

I'm sure it's my Nana watching over me, in a form that's familiar to the both of us. It's not a regular butterfly, it's one of those super large ones. Black with the most beautiful colours.

12-04-2007, 03:42 AM	#122
Lillium Donating Senior Yorkie Talker Join Date: Sep 2007 Location: Mostly in a world of books Posts: 255	I know I'm new but I've got so many stoires on this topic but I'll tell my favorite two. One involves a dog and a ghost, the other a butterfly. Ellie and the lady in white: One night I was up really late online (about 3am) and I heard my Jack Russell barking her head off. I didn't want Mum to wake up because she'd see I was still online and I didn't want to get in trouble, heh. I went into the hallway to see what was going on and she was just staring at the wall, looking up. I squatted down to pet her and tell her to be quiet and as I looked at where Ellie was looking I looked directly into the eyes of the most beautiful transperant woman in floaty white transperant clothes with very, very long flowing hair. I cannot describe the sheer beauty of this woman, or the look of horror on her face when she knew I could see her. I wasn't scared, I was more a little surpised but it was very normal (if that word can be described to describe this situation.) I've seen and felt her more times over the years than I can remember, but it was Ellie who first alerted her presence to me. I could go on about the various times I've seen her and tell stories but I'll move onto one that's not at all scary, more sweet than anything. My Nana, the butterfly: I was really close with my Nana (my Mum's mum.) She died about 7 years ago and my Mum and I were absolutely devastated. Nana didn't ever have much money or possessions, there was nothing really to "leave" to anyone in the family. When she passed I got 2 things from her, a beautiful blue scarf (which I lost one day when it was very windy) and a fake mounted butterfly in a glass balloon thing. These were two things I'd always play with when I went to see her, I loved that butterfly so much and she knew it. My Mum and Aunty said that I should have it and it's my prized posession. Anyway, a short time after she died a butterfly that looks EXACTLY THE SAME as the fake one I inherited started to hang around me. It would fly in my door and sit on my bedpost and I'd have (one sided) conversations with it. It always appears at the right time. It doesn't matter which town I'm in, I see it. I know it's the same one, I can always feel it before I see it. I was stressing out about an exam I had at Uni and had travelled 4 hours away from home and felt it, I turned around and there it was. It appears if I'm scared/worried/sad or when I'm doing something right, something I should be doing. (If that makes sense?) I'm sure it's my Nana watching over me, in a form that's familiar to the both of us. It's not a regular butterfly, it's one of those super large ones. Black with the most beautiful colours.