I have always been very insightful. It is just something that allows me to see more into a person and anticipate their needs. I believe that this is one of the reasons that I was meant to be a nurse.
When you are sick or hurting, you want the person talking care of you to just know what you need. You want them to just fix it. And for the most part with my patients, I can do this. Although, I have failed at this too but that is a another story.
Over the years, this ‘gift’ has morphed into a little something more with the people that I hold near and dear to me. What usually happens is at certain times in my life when I feel really close to a person, I start to have dreams about them. Most of the time, they are silly dreams and mean nothing but sometimes there is more to it.
Now some of these things could be explained at coincidence and sometimes, I would agree with you but other times it just feel like there is more too it than that.
I am not saying I am psychic and I certainly can’t predict the future but these little things like this happen and it just makes me stop and think.
The paranormal and psychic abilities have always fascinated me. I love reading ghost stories. I love hearing about people’s experiences with ghosts. I think it would be awesome to be able to communicate with the dead. I find it all oddly comforting but yet terrifying at the same time.
After I hear a ghost story or watch a show about a haunted house my imagination begins to run wild but recent events have caused me to wonder.
Is this more than just my imagination?
Our house is in a very quiet neighborhood surrounded my woods. We have neighbors around us but the houses on the street are very spread out and because of the woods, we can’t see them.
So hearing and seeing people on our road is something that doesn’t happen especially during the day time since most of our neighbors are at work.
One afternoon, I was sitting at the kitchen table enjoying the quiet when suddenly I heard foot steps on the road through the open window in my kitchen. It was odd to hear but I brushed it off as neighbor just taking an afternoon walk. But I got this weird feeling like I was being watched.
Then out of the corner of my eye, I thought I saw a person on our front porch.
But when I glanced up from the computer screen there was nothing. No one on the porch and no one walking on the road. I felt so unsettled that I even opened the door, walked out and looked around some more.
Nothing.
This is not the first time I have felt like someone was there when they were not so I tried to shake off the feeling and get back to my computer.
Soon the kids were up from their naps and the afternoon went on like normal and I forgot all about my strange feeling. After a snack and some TV watching, I sent the kids outside to play so that I could get things ready for dinner.
I heard the kids playing outside and every now and again, I would walk outside and check on their location. On one of these checks, I saw something that I was not prepared for.
The kids were playing on some rocks near the road at the edge of our yard and standing right on the rocks, plan as the nose on my face, was a young man. The kids didn’t seem to see him and seemed oblivious to his presences.
But I saw him and from the cold chill I got up my spine, I know he saw me.
We held each other’s gaze for what seemed like hours. Time seemed to stop and I couldn’t move.
In my trance, I didn’t notice that two of the kids had run up beside me so at their touch, I jumped and screamed. This caused the kids to scream.
As soon as I recovered from the shock, I looked back at the rocks and the young man was gone. I didn’t really expect him to be there. Something in my brain told me he wasn’t real.
That was the first and last time that I saw that man or ghost, if that is what you want to call him. It was a really surreal experience. The funniest thing being how I wasn’t scared, just shocked. I figured that I would never have an experience like that again, until the events of the other day.
The kids were once again outside playing and I was getting dressed for the day. I would check on them every once in a while and on one of my checks, I heard Jake talking to someone but I didn’t see anyone.
Thinking that he was seeing a ghost and not wanting him to be afraid, I ran out of the house screaming, “Jake, Jake! Its alright. He is a ghost, not real. He can’t hurt you. Mommy, will protect you.”
I barreled down the driveway and when I reached the end I stopped dead in my tracks. My voice seemed to sucked back into my throat and my eye widened in fear.
For it was not a ghost that Jake was talking to but a person, our neighbor who had just witnessed me bolt from the house, screaming like a mad woman about ghosts, all while wearing a thin white tee shirt with no bra or pants.
As Jake looked up at me and said, “What, momma?” Our neighbor gave me a little wink and turned around and headed back up the road.
I guess maybe I can’t see ghosts after all.
This post is based on true events but some parts are fiction.
I will let you decide what is real and what is not.
I was inspired to write this for Writer’s Workshop
because I make scary stories for Halloween.
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CREEEPY! I totally believe you and that would FREAK me out!
Also, hilarious to picture you running out pantless and yelling about ghosts! Haha! Probably made your neighbor’s day
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I am intrigued. How much is fiction? I am a very um, gullible person, so if you say that was a ghost, then I believe you. But. You have to tell us!
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Damn it, Jen. My husband is out of town, I live in the middle of nowhere, and I am spooked easily.
Send me your phone number so I can call someone at 3 am when I am up thinking about this post.
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I ain’t gonna lie – you spooked me out w this post. But I love how you want to protect your son from the ghosts. Normally, I don’t agree w ghost stories. But….there is some weird junk that happens. Dude….still laughing (& turning on the lights in my room for a bit)
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ok…you sent me from being totally freaked out to bursting out laughing at the sight of you running out to find your neighbor!
I am intrigued and curious about ghost stuff too…but anymore it freaks me out too much so I mostly stay away!
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Clever. Very clever.
I’ve always had those feelings. I had one just this week and it was probably the strongest ever. Felt like an emotional punch in the gut. I know something is coming, but I don’t know to who, and I don’t know what. I just have to wait.
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I absolutely believe in ghosts. I have definitely had run-ins with them. I think like people, some are good and some are bad. There is just too much crazy, unexplainable stuff that happens for me to believe otherwise.
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Creepy!!! I like your scary Halloween story! I get weird premonitions like that too sometimes.
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Thanks for freaking me out right before bed!!
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goosebumps have popped up all over my arms and my eyes brimming with tears… happens when I’m freaked the sh** out.
I too am facinated… but well, freak out WAYYYY too much!
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Freaked me out. Darn you.
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Please say you running into the street half way naked is the real part. That is funny. Ghosts are creepy and weird and creepy.
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After your waddling to the other room to grab tissues with your pants down, I’m not questioning you running outside without proper clothes. However, I totally believe in ghosts, so I don’t doubt that either.
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Good one! Not sure what’s fiction and what’s not, but it all felt very “real” to me!
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Move over Stephen King!
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Embarrassing yourself while simultaneously exposing your body? This story seems vaguely familiar to me.
Except for the part where you saw Edgar Allen Poe.
My dreams of his apparitions have never come true.
(p.s. You’ve made it so I can’t right click, haven’t you? ‘Cause what I just had to go through to correctly spell apparitions was superhuman. But I REALLY appreciate you not having the computer accuse me of stealing. That really freaks me out.)
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I am fascinated with paranormal stuff, too. That picture is freaky! I’m convinced that there’s a ghost of a cat in our back yard.
For your sake, I hope you running outside half naked is not true, but I have a feeling it’s not.
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REally freaky post.. I too can’t tell which part is real and which part is fiction.
I’m guessing what you saw” the man” isn’t real.
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I got chills reading this.
But I am kind of chilly.
Don’t you just love the word chilly? Say it with me… chilly.
Anyway, I am a total non-believer in stuff like ghosts…. so the cynic says that part of the story is not real.
The last part probably is!
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Jen Reply:
October 28th, 2010 at 10:32 pm
Thank you. Now I am cold.
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I do believe in ghosts, but I like to pretend that I don’t. Maybe if they think I don’t believe in them, they won’t try to haunt me…
Creepy and freaky post. Thanks. *sarcastic font*
Scary Mommy’s post yesterday scared the bejesus out of me. And now yours today. Reading blogs at this time of year can be hazardous!
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I don’t know how to feel about the whole ghost/spirits thing but I do know that your photo creeped me out! Happy Halloween!
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I hope the real part was you running outside pantsless with your braless boobies bouncing around in front of your neighbor.
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Jen Reply:
October 28th, 2010 at 10:31 pm
You should know, I would never lie about my boobies flapping free in the wind.
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That’s the kind of stuff that happens to me all the time.
And why I can’t live in an old house anymore.
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Oooh, spooky! I love it…love that picture too.
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Well, you know the mansion we had our wedding reception is supposedly haunted. And all the photos from the reception have the white spots that are supposed to be ghosts.
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great story. I’ve never seen or experienced anything ghost like, but for some crazy reason I believe in them!
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You’re sneaky. Great post! The photo is a bit suspect, though
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Oh my gosh, I was totally freaking out at first!
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Thanks. I am going to pass out in a fit of paranoia now.
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Oh I got chills reading this until the end..
. I am dying to know which parts are real
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This…true or not…is a FANTASTIC ghost story!!!
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Okay- stopping by from SITS and loved the little non-fiction fictionaly story you got going here.
I dream about people… weird dreams that make no sense. Then I find out they got married or had a baby or died or had a 20 pound tumor… around the time I dreamt about them. Weird. You don’t want me to dream about you, that’s for sure!
I think my house is haunted, or I’m senile and just can’t recall where I put things… I’m voting on the ghost theory. And he likes whatever it is I am looking for!
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CREEEPY! But then I burst out laughing at the image of you racing out pantless and in a t-shirt yelling about ghosts, only to find it was your neighbor.
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Oh my goodness. Such a good story! : )
I hope you DID go outside in a white shirt with no bra because I am sure that was the thrill of the day for the neighbor man : )
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I have to watch myself, because I can very quickly become OBSESSED with ghosts! I absolutely love history, cemeteries and hearing ghost stories, but I feel like I have to limit myself. I still want to know how your story turns out. Loved it!
On another note, so glad you stopped by toilet paper post over at Scary Mommy’s site! I love that you called our tendency as moms to dart all over the place “Mommy ADD”. That’s perfect!
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