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When I was stationed at Fort Ord California while in the Army (Fort Ord from 1981 to ‘86), my sons were 5 and 1 years old.They shared a bedroom that seemed to be colder than any other room, no matter what time of the year it was. One night our 5 year old wanted something to drink, so my wife got up and got him a glass of water, then put the glass far back on the dresser where he couldn’t reach it. Later real early in the morning, I heard glass break. It sounded like a window. So I got up, and with nothing but my underwear on and a baseball bat, I went into my son’s room first, and they were alright, so I checked out the rest of the house and didn’t find anything broken. I called the Military Police and they checked around the house and didn’t see anything, so I walked back into our son’s room and checked on them again, they were still sleeping so I went back to bed.The next morning when we got up, the kids were still sleeping, but now the broken drinking glass was right in the middle of the floor where I would have stepped on and cut my feet. But it wasn’t in the floor the night before, when we heard glass breaking.The next day the neighbors were over and we were trying to tell them what happened without our older son hearing us, but he did.He told us that he had been seeing a bloody head on the corner of his brother’s crib. We asked him why he didn’t say anything before and he said, why? It was only a head, it can’t hurt anybody.Our neighbor then told us that before we moved in, the Military Fire Department got a 911 call from our house and they and the Military Police came to the house to see why no one would answer the phone when they called back.Not only was the house empty at the time, but it had no phone service hooked up.
When I was stationed at Fort Ord California while in the Army (Fort Ord from 1981 to ‘86), my sons were 5 and 1 years old.They shared a bedroom that seemed to be colder than any other room, no matter what time of the year it was. One night our 5 year old wanted something to drink, so my wife got up and got him a glass of water, then put the glass far back on the dresser where he couldn’t reach it. Later real early in the morning, I heard glass break. It sounded like a window. So I got up, and with nothing but my underwear on and a baseball bat, I went into my son’s room first, and they were alright, so I checked out the rest of the house and didn’t find anything broken. I called the Military Police and they checked around the house and didn’t see anything, so I walked back into our son’s room and checked on them again, they were still sleeping so I went back to bed.The next morning when we got up, the kids were still sleeping, but now the broken drinking glass was right in the middle of the floor where I would have stepped on and cut my feet. But it wasn’t in the floor the night before, when we heard glass breaking.The next day the neighbors were over and we were trying to tell them what happened without our older son hearing us, but he did.He told us that he had been seeing a bloody head on the corner of his brother’s crib. We asked him why he didn’t say anything before and he said, why? It was only a head, it can’t hurt anybody.Our neighbor then told us that before we moved in, the Military Fire Department got a 911 call from our house and they and the Military Police came to the house to see why no one would answer the phone when they called back.Not only was the house empty at the time, but it had no phone service hooked up.
Wow, you are a paranormal magnet. That has to be the freakiest story throughout the whole topic, especially the part about the 911 call.
Wait until I write about the mirrors. LOL
When I was stationed at Fort Ord California while in the Army (Fort Ord from 1981 to ‘86), my sons were 5 and 1 years old.They shared a bedroom that seemed to be colder than any other room, no matter what time of the year it was. One night our 5 year old wanted something to drink, so my wife got up and got him a glass of water, then put the glass far back on the dresser where he couldn’t reach it. Later real early in the morning, I heard glass break. It sounded like a window. So I got up, and with nothing but my underwear on and a baseball bat, I went into my son’s room first, and they were alright, so I checked out the rest of the house and didn’t find anything broken. I called the Military Police and they checked around the house and didn’t see anything, so I walked back into our son’s room and checked on them again, they were still sleeping so I went back to bed.The next morning when we got up, the kids were still sleeping, but now the broken drinking glass was right in the middle of the floor where I would have stepped on and cut my feet. But it wasn’t in the floor the night before, when we heard glass breaking.The next day the neighbors were over and we were trying to tell them what happened without our older son hearing us, but he did.He told us that he had been seeing a bloody head on the corner of his brother’s crib. We asked him why he didn’t say anything before and he said, why? It was only a head, it can’t hurt anybody.Our neighbor then told us that before we moved in, the Military Fire Department got a 911 call from our house and they and the Military Police came to the house to see why no one would answer the phone when they called back.Not only was the house empty at the time, but it had no phone service hooked up.
yea thats scary when my step sister was 3
When we lived at Fort Polk LA., our bed had a mirror built into the headboard of the bed. One night when there was a full moon and the light from the moon pretty much had the bedroom full of light; I woke up and looked into the mirror at the head of the bed.What I saw in the mirror looked like a Native American female. She looked like she might have been nude; I could see the light reflecting off her front thighs and cleavage. She was bent over and had her arms crossed together in front of her, so you could only see part of her arms above the bed. She looked like she was looking up at me, but I couldn’t see her face because she had very long hair that looked like a hood around her face, the way it was hanging down. She appeared to be very close to the end of the bed. I was freaked out and very slowly turned my head towards the end of the bed in fear of what I was going to see. When I looked at the end of the bed, I only saw the walk-in closet, when I looked back into the mirror, I also only seen the closet. This happened around 1987.In 1992 I was out of the Army and back in my home State. At this time we also had a large mirror hanging on the wall at the end of the bed. This one night when I woke up, I looked into the mirror of the bed and seen the other large mirror hanging on the wall. What I seen in the mirror on the wall looked like a man in a long black overcoat and a large black hat, that appeared to be looking down at us. I could not see his face either because of the shadows of his hat.This time I looked back behind me very fast and again there was nothing but the other wall in the mirror.We don’t have that bed with the mirror anymore. LOL
When we lived at Fort Polk LA., our bed had a mirror built into the headboard of the bed. One night when there was a full moon and the light from the moon pretty much had the bedroom full of light; I woke up and looked into the mirror at the head of the bed.What I saw in the mirror looked like a Native American female. She looked like she might have been nude; I could see the light reflecting off her front thighs and cleavage. She was bent over and had her arms crossed together in front of her, so you could only see part of her arms above the bed. She looked like she was looking up at me, but I couldn’t see her face because she had very long hair that looked like a hood around her face, the way it was hanging down. She appeared to be very close to the end of the bed. I was freaked out and very slowly turned my head towards the end of the bed in fear of what I was going to see. When I looked at the end of the bed, I only saw the walk-in closet, when I looked back into the mirror, I also only seen the closet. This happened around 1987.In 1992 I was out of the Army and back in my home State. At this time we also had a large mirror hanging on the wall at the end of the bed. This one night when I woke up, I looked into the mirror of the bed and seen the other large mirror hanging on the wall. What I seen in the mirror on the wall looked like a man in a long black overcoat and a large black hat, that appeared to be looking down at us. I could not see his face either because of the shadows of his hat.This time I looked back behind me very fast and again there was nothing but the other wall in the mirror.We don’t have that bed with the mirror anymore. LOL
thats creepy you might have some psychic ability lol.
One of the weirdest photos I have ever taken was this one. It has been lighten so you can see what is in the photo. There was no fog in the area when this was taken. It was also taken at night.What do you see? To me, it looks like an older bat winged creature on the right facing a creature that looks like it has fairy wings, and a lot younger.
One of the weirdest photos I have ever taken was this one. It has been lighten so you can see what is in the photo. There was no fog in the area when this was taken. It was also taken at night.What do you see? To me, it looks like an older bat winged creature on the right facing a creature that looks like it has fairy wings.
to me it looks like mist
Yeah, just looks like mist to me… BTW, do you have any Indian heritage, Mikael?
Yeah, just looks like mist to me... BTW, do you have any Indian heritage, Mikael?
Way back, there is some Native American ancestry, but I can't remember what tribe.Why do you ask?
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Yeah, just looks like mist to me... BTW, do you have any Indian heritage, Mikael?
Way back, there is some Native American ancestry, but I can't remember what tribe.Why do you ask?
Well, you said you saw a Native American woman in the mirror, right? Just thought that might have something to do with it.And why do you say we need a new topic DD?
Yeah, just looks like mist to me... BTW, do you have any Indian heritage, Mikael?
Way back, there is some Native American ancestry, but I can't remember what tribe.Why do you ask?
Well, you said you saw a Native American woman in the mirror, right? Just thought that might have something to do with it.And why do you say we need a new topic DD?
I'm just saying you just might want to talk about something else, that's all
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