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Tonight was one of my regular nights to play pool,all night it just felt like I was seeing the place in both in past time as well as real time but only in glimps and flashes out of the corner of my eye.Other folks said the place just felt off center for me it was liek standing at a cross roads seeing both sides.Not creepy just strange.
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A year ago, 2011, the day after Thanksgiving....my mother had a terrible stomach ache. The next morning, it was so bad that I had to have her rushed to the ER.
After a couple weeks of this test and that test and various treatments....they did surgery......on Friday, Dec. 9th. When the surgeon opened her up, all he could see was cancer growth......both ovarian and intestional cancer. The next day we met to go up and tell our mom the results of surgery. She was bound and determined not to ruin any of our holidays and wanted to see her grandkids and great-grandchild open their gifts. Christmas was and still is my families favorite time of the year. Oncologist said that with treatment, she could live 1 - 1 1/2 years...without, perhaps 6 weeks. My mother was very short.....very Italian...very fiesty...very bossy.....and very stubborn...and refused any chemo treatment. A few days later, she told me that all she wanted to do was to go home for the holidays...she was living with me at the time...so that Friday, 12/16, I had her brought home. For the next week I ran around getting her gifts purchased and wrapped...food bought...house decorated...and care for her, along with my brother and occassional home health care nurse (not overly impressed with them). Then on Friday afternoon....she told me she was done. I called hospice and they came over to do the paperwork and medicines...absolutely wonderful team...loved, loved, loved, them. In the middle of the night, my mom told me she was having terrible dreams...when she woke up a couple hours later...she told me it wouldn't be long. I called everyone and she passed that evening...Christmas Eve. Everyone told me not to worry about dinner the next morning....but I got up early..."talked" with mom and made everything...Prime Rib Roast...Honey Ham...etc, etc. (my mother liked that Christmas song...about the boy who buys his mom red shoes on Christmas so she has them before she dies......my mom always told us if we ever bought her red shoes for Christmas...she would kick us out.....I know, it was my house...but she would still kick us out.....lol). So, we sit down to eat...do a Christmas toast...and I get up to go put the radio on...sure enough, what immediately starts from the beginning? It is that song. Made my brother start misting. After dinner, we went into the media room to have the kids open gifts....my niece was taking photos of her daughter, in the dress that great-grammy bought her...it was such a fun and lively Christmas. Everyone was laughing and we just felt the spirit all through us. There was so, so much laughter and energy that night. (my mothers favorite movie is the Twilight Series, her favorite color is purple, and her favorite flower is lilacs) The next morning one of my brothers and I went to the funeral home. When we walked into the room full of urns, I immediately looked at a real nice purple one with silver etchings, up on a shelf....I pointed it out to my brother...who started misting again. He told me to come over and look at the name of it....."Twilight Lilac"......sold...we were done in 5 minutes. When we got back to my house, my niece was there with her dad (other brother)...excited about the photos from the night before. In reviewing them....there was an orb in each of the photos...in different spots in each photo....around mom's grand-children/great-grandchild. She hadn't missed the holidays afterall. She was there from helping me cook to picking out what urn she wanted....I mentioned she was kinda bossy like that ![]() A couple weeks later, I had her Celebration of Life in my backyard, around the pool. (She had written instructions for me. titled "My Last Chapter"..again...bossy Italian). I ordered chairs, special ordered lilacs, linens, etc. I cooked Italian foods and desserts for 125 people and we had 108 show up.... In reviewing photos of the celebration later on....there was an orb in the kitchen with me...as well as over my uncle in another photo (her favorite brother-in-law)...as well as next to her great-grandchild and my other nieces dogs. Creepy...maybe...Wierd....yes...but I am very peaceful knowing that she is still here (telling us what to do...sigh)....and that she is also now with my dad (her Edward......for those Twilight fans).
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I also come from an Italian family, where my father ruled the kitchen, and loved to cook. I was no longer living at home when he died suddenly, and stopped by the house to pick something up. He was cooking dinner with the new stove he just bought, and asked me if I wanted something to eat. I was in a hurry and left, not knowing he would be gone by the next morning, and that would be the last time I would see him. The day after, around three in the morning, I was sitting alone in the kitchen thinking about him, and how I should'nt have left so fast, when suddenly I heard the click click click of the new electronic stove turning on, and then I heard the whoosh of the oven fire up! I was in my twenties, but when I heard that, I was so freaked out, that I flew out of the chair and ran to the bedroom where my mom was sleeping, and crawled in bed with her lol.
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I was looking for this thread last night! Its bump worthy for all the people that have joined lately to share their stories
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Swimming at the lake today look over when im swimming back to shore and there are two cotton mouths.
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Ok, I got stuff....
18 years ago, I purchased a home that (I was told) was an old convent. After I closed on the house, I went there (obviously) and checked everything out. I found an old Jesus picture and crucifix in the attic (typical) but in the basement, there was a old root cellar that was very creepy. In order to get to the root cellar you had to go through a crawl space (the basement was separated into two sections by that crawl space), Near the root cellar was - true story - a bleeding sink. It seems that in the 1800's that convent was a funeral parlor. In that parlor they prepared and showed the bodies. I am still not sure why the crawl space separated that area. Anyway, that place was a 3 family home. I rented the place next door to a younger couple and the place upstairs to a friend of mine. One morning, I was in my kitchen drinking my morning coffee and the night prior had been weird because my TV would not stay on. I would turn the TV on and it would shut off a few minutes later. The ladies next door came over. One of the ladies asked if someone had pounded on my door in the middle of the night. I had told her no and that's when both of them told me that they were woken up multiple times by someone pounding on the door. Right after that, my friend came downstairs and told us ( out of the blue) that her TV would not shut off that night. She said that she was woken up many times with the TV on and had turned the TV off but it wouldn't stay off. That house was creepy. My kids, my prior tenants.... anyone who lived there would tell you it was creepy and haunted. |
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Im thankful u made it out. Cotton mouths r known to attack swimmers
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There's a spot in my dining room hat one of my fur kids will stare at like something is there to see,all I see is a wall with family pictures on it,shadows on the wall but nada of another thing anywhere.My other fur kid never dose this anywhere in the house.
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You must have read my mind. I was just thinking of resurrecting this thread!
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