Thanks for sharingJusr a real feeling of unease that they didn’t want to be alone in there, and other staff felt the same. My family member goes all over the hospital and while there are some bits which scare her a bit (on evening shifts the corridors to storage have light sensors so she feels them switching off behind her and her imagination goes into overdrive!) but the recovery area is where she feels something isn’t as it should be.
i heard my deceased dog walking around my old house, we could hear her feet on the laminate flooring for a while after she passed. it’s been 8 years since she left me now and sometimes I just feel her presence whenI need her it’s very comforting xNot a typical ghost story, but I have to share mine.
We had a family dog that we had since I was 9, and unfortunately when I was about 23 (so he was about 14), we had to put him down.
We also had another dog at the time.
Anyway a few nights after we had to put our old dog to sleep, I was in my room reading with the door closed. I heard our other dog outside my bedroom door chewing one of her dog chew things. I opened the door to let her in, only to find her curled up in my mum’s room asleep.
I told my mum about it the next morning and said I think it was our dog we put to sleep. She said it was probably just in my mind. But 100% I believe it was him.. I was reading and engrossed in my book so I wasn’t thinking about either of the dogs. It brought be comfort to know he was there with us, even if my mum was skeptical!
A couple of months back we lost one of ours very suddenly due to a massive heart attack; The following night I heard him tip-tapping up the stairs to His Place on the landing where he always slept. He's still with usNot a typical ghost story, but I have to share mine.
We had a family dog that we had since I was 9, and unfortunately when I was about 23 (so he was about 14), we had to put him down.
We also had another dog at the time.
Anyway a few nights after we had to put our old dog to sleep, I was in my room reading with the door closed. I heard our other dog outside my bedroom door chewing one of her dog chew things. I opened the door to let her in, only to find her curled up in my mum’s room asleep.
I told my mum about it the next morning and said I think it was our dog we put to sleep. She said it was probably just in my mind. But 100% I believe it was him.. I was reading and engrossed in my book so I wasn’t thinking about either of the dogs. It brought be comfort to know he was there with us, even if my mum was skeptical!
Do you usually switch the tv off at the wall? Maybe there was a fault while on standby?Every night before bed my husband and I lock up the house, turn the TV off and set the remote on the side table ready for my daughter to grab when she comes down in the morning. The cat goes outside and the dog comes up to bed with us. The lights go off as we make our way upstairs.
The other night, we were watching something on ITV with the volume low so it didn't wake my daughter. Around 3am we were woke to music blasting downstairs. It was so loud it sounded like someone was having a nightout in our front room. We both darted out of bed, I ran into my daughter's room and my husband made his way downstairs.
He opened the front room door to find the TV on, with the music channels playing dance music with one of the lamps switched on. The remote was nowhere to be found so he had to switch the tele off using the plug.
He checked the doors and windows which were all still locked and made his way back up to bed.
When we came back down about 7am the remote was sat exactly where I had left it but he swears blind it wasn't there. It's terrified me and nothing bad has really happened. I find myself running around the house now while I'm locking up as I get a horrible feeling something is going to jump out at me. I've never felt on edge in this house and we've lived here for over 6 years.
We had a thing with our bedroom tv once, where it turned itself on 7 times in one night. By the 4th time I threw the remote as I thought we were laying on it, and by the 7th, I turned it off by the wallEvery night before bed my husband and I lock up the house, turn the TV off and set the remote on the side table ready for my daughter to grab when she comes down in the morning. The cat goes outside and the dog comes up to bed with us. The lights go off as we make our way upstairs.
The other night, we were watching something on ITV with the volume low so it didn't wake my daughter. Around 3am we were woke to music blasting downstairs. It was so loud it sounded like someone was having a nightout in our front room. We both darted out of bed, I ran into my daughter's room and my husband made his way downstairs.
He opened the front room door to find the TV on, with the music channels playing dance music with one of the lamps switched on. The remote was nowhere to be found so he had to switch the tele off using the plug.
He checked the doors and windows which were all still locked and made his way back up to bed.
When we came back down about 7am the remote was sat exactly where I had left it but he swears blind it wasn't there. It's terrified me and nothing bad has really happened. I find myself running around the house now while I'm locking up as I get a horrible feeling something is going to jump out at me. I've never felt on edge in this house and we've lived here for over 6 years.
No, just use the remote. We turn the TV off and the Sky off separately and they were both on, with the volume turned right up and on a completely different channel on Sky.Do you usually switch the tv off at the wall? Maybe there was a fault while on standby?
My Mother came to me in a dream (well it must have been a dream!) the night after my father died. He'd been an utter bastard to her for over 60 years so when she died three months before him my thought was that at least she was away from him at long last, however the guilt must have been too much and off he went to try to follow herMy mother died in 2016, aged 57 from oesophageal cancer. My mother wasn't in my dreams much before this but since she passed, she seems to be in the majority of the dreams I have. Sometimes, we even have disagreements! I genuinely awake feeling as though I have spent time with her. The thing is, in my dreams, I know that she technically "died", but there she is anyway. In my dreams, I get the sense that she died but she didn't die. It doesn't make sense but I have little desire to question it further in my dreams and go along with it. I often awake with disappointment that my mother has realistically died in this world and life as we know it but also some mild comfort and a feeling that I've met her again.
I’d have your washing machine checked. It could be a fire hazard or a dodgy plug.My son woke up last week to the sound of the tv blaring downstairs at about 1am, we switch the tv off by the remotes then put them on the coffee table, another night when I was on my own (kids at their dads) I heard a knock on my bedroom door, this was about 2am I lay in bed scared this isn’t the first time it’s happened, when my ex was here the washer used to trip the electric it would happen almost every week but strangely since he moved out it’s not happened since. Things go missing all the time in my house as well my daughter is into the paranormal & says it could be ‘shadow people’ we are only the 2nd family to live in our house it was built after the war.
I experienced something similar. My grandad died 6 years ago and I was really struggling mentally. One night I dreamt that both my grandad and nanna came to me to let me know they were together. They were both holding hands and smiling at me. They told me they were happy and to stop worrying as it was so nice where they were. My grandad told me I needed to speak with someone as I was falling into a pit of depression.My Mother came to me in a dream (well it must have been a dream!) the night after my father died. He'd been an utter bastard to her for over 60 years so when she died three months before him my thought was that at least she was away from him at long last, however the guilt must have been too much and off he went to try to follow herMy over-riding thought was that he'd gone off to spite her and ruin her peace.
I did not sleep at all that first night maybe worrying about him rocking-up there to ruin everything for her then make her miserable like he always did, but the second night I seem to recall waking -up (whether I did or not is questionable) BUT there was Mother in her nurse's uniform wearing her white sensible shoes and everything standing beside my bed with a big smile on her face. "Don't worry about him ruining my peace" she said rather joyfully, adding "THEY wouldn't let him in!" I knew then that she would be enjoying the afterlife free of that man at last and back with her parents who hated him for very good reasons
I'm delighted that "They" wouldn't let him in
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