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Oct. 18th, 2009 05:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I've been infatuated with the paranormal for years, but haven't had a whole lot of experiences with it before. I've never seen anything with my own eyes and because of that I remain skeptical, though I would love love love to be swayed over to the other side. I have a few minor experiences:
- A few months ago, my friends and I found a dilapidated, spooky cemetery in the middle of the woods near their house. In the middle of the graveyard, the foundations of a church that had burned down years before are still intact. In my infinite wisdom, I decided that we should do a tarot session on the foundations, because if there was ever an appropriate place for a divination it was there. By the time we had set everything up, the sun had gone down. During the divination, my friend's sister claimed she saw black figures circling near the trees around us. The rest of the group ignored her because she'd been known to hallucinate and she is basically a huge chicken. Her fear escalated and finally the rest of us decided that it was best to leave. As we walked back to the car, my friend who was walking ahead of us screamed and ran back to join the rest of the group. She claimed she saw a figure next to her car. This was extremely out of character for her, so we got the hell out of there as fast as we could. I didn't see anything myself, so I can't back it up, but something definitely felt... different that night.
- Once I was laying on the couch in my grandma's house, alone, lightly napping. I was aware of what was going on around me and I am POSITIVE I was not dreaming. I heard a child call my name. Expecting my 2-year-old nephew to come through the back door, I sat up and waited. He never came through the door. I got up and checked outside and no one was there. Once again, I am totally sure I wasn't dreaming. For hours after that, the house felt different. I can't explain it.
- I went camping a few months ago, and while sitting around the fire with one of my friends I felt something pull my shirt from the back. I jumped as soon as it happened and looked behind me, but there was nothing that my shirt could have caught on, and besides, I had been completely still when it had happened.
Nothing else has happened to me besides a series of surreal, too-true-to-be-coincidental tarot spreads.
Also, I'd love for this community to be active. Maybe we could have weekly discussion posts? I'd love to know what everyone thinks ghosts or spirits actually are. I've heard some really interesting theories involving alternate universes and ghosts being the product of where the universes meet.
Discuss!