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Hey folks, I’m going to take a small break from the haunted goodness of this blog to promote myself a bit. I have a short story in a contest and I can use all the help I can get to win this thing!

My story Watching Them Change is a nice creepy story about a woman who has to watch her neighborhood turn into evil, soul sucking demons. It’s a quick read and even though it’s creepy, it’s pretty much safe for all ages. A good camp fire type story!

Head on over to Inkitt to the Shiver contest and give me a vote by clicking the heart at the bottom of your screen! The site will ask you to sign in, so if you don’t have an account you can easily sign in via Facebook or Twitter. Please make sure to tell everyone you know! There’s a lot of time left in this contest, but I have a long way to go to get near first! I’m currently in 4th place out of well over 120 stories! Thanks a ton!!!

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I’m Behind You…

I was sent a message on Facebook from a buddy of mine who recently sent me the farmhouse pic. A friend of his (the girl in the picture) sent him this picture and has given permission to post it. This comes from Colorado.

Originally I was skeptic about it, and still am to a point. But, since I have no proof either way, I’ll give it the benefit of the doubt. Take a good look at it (not the girl, although I’d be guilty of that too!) and tell me what you think. Real or no?

Need a closer look? Click the pic.

Need a closer look? Click the pic.

Originally I thought it was a mirror behind her, but I’ve received word that it’s a microwave, which would explain the graininess of the face.

An interesting side note, when I was first given this picture and skeptic, I decided to do some photo manipulation of it to see if I could come up with anything that would help me prove it was a fake. I use GIMP for that process, and when I tried loading the picture in GIMP, GIMP force closed. Each and every time. Never had that issue before.

I put it in Microsoft Paint to change the file type, and had the issue there as well. Eventually I got the file type changed and got to open it in GIMP, but couldn’t find anything to say it was a fake. Later, I tried opening it in GIMP again and had the same issue with both files. I still have no idea why.

The Inn Pt. 13

Last night I was at the Inn, and shortly after everyone cleared from the lobby, I decided I had to use the bathroom. I’ve mentioned before how I’ve had paranormal experiences in the lobby bathroom.

I walked down the hall towards the bathroom, and there were two younger girls in front of me running off to their rooms. They passed the bathrooms. When I got close enough to see in to the entrance of the bathrooms, I saw something.

The bathrooms have are connected by an entrance where there are two water fountains. The women’s restroom goes off to the left from there, the men’s to the right, and there are no doors. You just walk around a corner and you’re in. As I came up to the bathrooms I looked up at the wall you have to walk around to go into the men’s room and I saw a foot disappear behind it, like someone was going in to the bathroom before me. It was someone wearing shorts, because I saw skin. It was a white leg with hair on it, white sock, and red tennis shoe. This is how clearly I saw it.

I didn’t see this person walking up to the bathroom, but they could have been standing at the water fountain getting a drink. I looked over at the fountains and saw a large cup sitting on top of one, so that’s what I figured that person had been doing. I even thought how strange it had been that they didn’t take the cup with them into the bathroom. There’s a counter in there, and two garbage cans. They didn’t have to leave it on the fountain and out in the open.

As soon as I turned the corner and entered the bathroom I didn’t see anybody, so when I walked past the sinks I looked over and didn’t see anybody. I then walked past the urinals and again, saw nobody. I walked all the way to the end of the bathroom to use the last stall, like I always do, and I looked into each stall on the way there.

I was the only one in the bathroom.

With A Little Help From My Friends

A good friend of mine just posted a picture on Facebook (below) that was given to him from one of his mother’s friends. Unfortunately, the farm house she lives in out in Goshen, Ohio caught fire and her and her husband had to evacuate. Later, while she was taking pictures for the insurance company, one of the firemen came up to her and said it was a good thing she closed one of the doors (I believe the door in the picture), or the whole house would have burned down. Her husband said he didn’t close the door, he was carrying his wife and they just ran out of the house.

Apparently the original owners love that house so much they’ve stuck around to keep it as safe as possible. They are not on the wall, they only appeared in this photo that was taken for the insurance company.

Click the image for a larger picture.

Click the image for a larger picture.

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I was messing around with the picture, trying to lighten it and darken it and just basically seeing if I could get a better look at the couple. While nothing great came from it (because I’m not THAT good at doing that sort of thing), I did look at the picture long enough to make out what I think is the woman’s smile (open lips, teeth showing) and the man’s hand, including his fingers. Very interesting picture.

Thanks Don! I hope their house gets fixed up soon and they can move back in.

The Nursing Home

I know it has been a while, but I haven’t had anything good to tell, rather, nothing at all. Until last night, when a customer of mine told me about some of the things going on where she works. Did I mention it’s a nursing home?

She said in the middle of the place is a courtyard that is surrounded by the building. Every night it sounds as if a pebble or a small rock is thrown at one of the windows looking out to the courtyard. She said it happens every night, nobody is ever out there, and it happens in the winter too.

Shadow people are seen constantly up and down the halls. One coworker reported hearing a “blood curling scream” coming from one hall. Nothing was found upon investigation. A child is often heard talking, laughing, or crying.

Lastly, she told me of the call lights. Call lights are those lights that inform nurses that one of the residents needs their attention. She told me the call lights go off all the time for rooms that have nobody in them.

She left me with a saying that I had never heard before, but I like it. Of course, there’s probably no truth to it, but it is a neat saying. She said she was told that if someone dies, they should open their window to let the spirit out, otherwise they’ll hang around and haunt the place.

One can imagine any place where people often die can be one of much paranormal activity. Do you have any stories to share?

The Hotel Pt. 2

Finally, after a half a year, I got Mary from The Hotel to tell me more about the place. She responded to my email (after I harassed her multiple times about it) and said she’d even send me more if anything else goes down. Which apparently is very likely to happen.

I was told one night that Mary and the security gal saw an orb fly through the lobby and into Mary’s stomach. I didn’t ask if it was on camera or they actually saw it with their eyes. They can tell me later.

Here’s the story I got from Mary that I forgot to share last time because I had forgotten some of it and wanted to get it all down.

Mary told me around 2013 there was a large group of holy rollers staying at The Hotel. There were so many people there that the ballroom they rented for the event was packed and there were still tons of people outside of it trying to get in. Mary said groups like that tend to spark the activity in The Hotel.

She said that night, the resident ghosts whispered in her ear all night, incoherently, they’d brush her arms and play with her hair, but nobody was there when she’d look around. She said she can normally handle them, but that night it was a bit much.

Since she wasn’t feeling it that night, she sent the night audit guy to do her newspaper deliveries around 4:30 in the morning. There were about 100 papers to deliver, so he took a cart to push them from floor to floor. On his first stop he didn’t need many papers, so he left the cart on the elevator and sent it down to the next floor he’d need it on, and he carried the few papers needed for that floor and the one under it with him.
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A Message From Aliens

I don’t know. Maybe it’s legit. Maybe it’s not. Still interesting. I’ve had these thoughts about aliens for a long time though, and so have a lot of other people. Maybe there’s something to this. Also, I don’t know who Jean Ederman is, or how legit the guy is normally, as this is the first time I’ve ever heard his name and didn’t feel like Googling it.

You can read the whole thing at HumansAreFree.com. So, what do you think?

Alien Message to Mankind: “Do You Wish That We Show Up?”

The original source of this information appears to be by Mr. Jean Ederman, now 49, of France, who evidently works in the field of aviation.

He claims to have been a military jet pilot, air traffic controller and airport manager, and to have a masters in economics. He also claims to have had a number of anomalous experiences since the age of six, which later included a number of UFO sightings and ET contacts.

He writes: “… after having learned how to mentally project myself to a place in the presence of benevolent extraterrestrials, I received the following message…”

[Translated from French into English by Dan Drasin, a Marin-based film-maker and researcher].

Each one of you wishes to exercise your free will and experience happiness. Your free will depends upon the knowledge you have of your own power. Your happiness depends upon the love that you give and receive.

Like all conscious races at this stage of progress, you may feel isolated on your planet. This impression gives you a certain view of your destiny. Yet you are at the brink of big upheavals that only a minority is aware of.

It is not our responsibility to modify your future without your choosing it. So consider this message as a worldwide referendum, and your answer as a ballot.

Neither your scientists nor your religious representatives speak knowledgeably about certain unexplained aerial and celestial events that mankind has witnessed for thousands of years.

To know the truth, one must face it without the filter of one’s beliefs or dogmas, however respectable
they may be.

A growing number of anonymous researchers of yours are exploring new paths of knowledge and are getting very close to reality. Today, your civilization is flooded with an ocean of information of which only a tiny part, the less upsetting one, is notably distributed.

Bear in mind that what in your history seemed ridiculous or improbable has often become possible, then realized — in particular in the last fifty years.

Be aware that the future will be even more surprising. You will discover the worst as well as the best.

Many of those who study our appearances point to lights in the night, but without lighting the way. Often they think in terms of objects when it is all about conscious beings.

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