13 Days of Halloween, Day 8–Haunted
A year ago I started watching the show “A Haunting” and got hooked. If you’ve never heard of it, its a show that reenacts real life hauntings. I watched “Ghost Hunters” for a while, but usually their “hauntings” were debunked and there wasn’t actually anything supernatural going on, just the shadow of the camera man or one of the crew member’s reflections in a mirror. A Haunting showed stuff that actually happened, and that’s the best part–its real.
I’ll tell you a story about something strange that happened to me and my family one Thanksgiving night on our way home from my Grandmother’s house. I’ve already mentioned that railroad crossings freak me out in my post about phobias, and this is part of the reason why. As we pulled out of her drive way that night I got the weirdest feeling… I couldn’t really place it. As we went on further down the road that we always go on the way home from her house, the feeling got stronger. It was a heavy feeling of dread. We crossed over the train tracks that we always go over, usually without ever having to stop for a train. I was then struck with a feeling that we should have been dead, just after we crossed over the tracks.
My Brother: “I just got a weird vibe.”
Me: “I did too.”
My mom looked back at us from the passenger seat and told us that she got a weird feeling as well. She later told us that right as were crossing the tracks, she looked out the window and saw a train, right in front of her. There was no actual train there that night, but she saw one. In her mind’s eye she also saw a woman in the passenger seat of a car like she was watching a movie that lasted for only a split second. The woman screamed without sound right before the train hit the car she was in. My mom described the woman as having a 1950s or ’60s hair style.
We’ve crossed the tracks coming home from my Grandmother’s house for years since that night and haven’t experienced anything like that again. I’m thinking we were driving right in the path as these people that died at the crossing, at that very time on that night decades before–a residual energy imprint.
“Residual energy imprint hauntings–often called ‘residual energy hauntings’ or ‘imprints’–which are the products of an emotional incident, often a violent event.” From this site.
How else could you explain all 3 of us getting the same feeling at the same time? My Dad was driving I think that’s why he didn’t get anything, he was concentrating on something, and my mom has seen things before.
I also think that night that I felt death. Cold, heavy, desolate. That’s the only way I can describe it. It left me emotionally shaken until we got home and I felt safe again.
That’s also the only experience I’ve had that could fit into the scary, supernatural category. I’d love to hear other stories from you guys if you have them.
On this the 8th day of Halloween Tara gave me some lovely orange lights! I’ll have to string these up ASAP so we can enjoy their spooky glow. ♥
October 26th, 2009 at 1:57 pm
woah that is so trippy…I’ve never had anything that haunted happen to me, but I have had trippy experiences with spirits in murals and posessed dummies trying to hypnotize me…anyway. have you heard of a movie, The Haunted Airman? I want to see it…
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October 27th, 2009 at 2:09 pm
This is a great post! I’ve actually had a handful of experiences.
When I was in England on vacation, we saved some money by staying in bed and breakfasts instead of hotels. Well, this one bed and breakfast in York we stayed at seemed completely fine. I was downstairs at night sitting at the dining room table writing a letter, listening to my ipod, and text messaging a friend.
Suddenly, the room went cold and I felt an overwhelming feeling of anxiety, like I shouldn’t be there. I saw someone out of the corner of my eye walk into the kitchen, which only had one entrance and no back door. I got up and peeked in and there was no one there. I ran upstairs and told my parents and they did not believe me and told me it was an old house and that it was a little creepy naturally.
My other experiences actually have happened in my own house. I moved here about a year and a half ago. The house was built in the 70s and an elderly couple died here. I’ve never had anything threatening or scary, just a lot of weird and unexplained things like electronics turning on at full volume out of nowhere and voices here and there. They don’t seem malicious, just concerned. One time when my boyfriend and I were fighting and he was putting his shoes on to leave and he heard someone right in his ear say “What happened?!” when no one else was home. Someone also asked me if I was okay in a deep man’s voice after I got my wisdom teeth pulled and there was no one there. Oh, I could go on. This stuff fascinates me.
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October 27th, 2009 at 2:26 pm
I’ve never experienced anything myself, but my sister and her fiance have. He stays at his aunt’s house when she’s out of town and takes care of the house and her dog, and sometimes my sister stays with him. His grandmother apparently died there, and at night sometimes they can hear footsteps coming from the kitchen into the hallway, and then they stop. I actually stayed there once too and slept on the living room couch, which is right next to the kitchen, because I wanted to experience it myself, but I didn’t hear anything.
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