So has anyone had a paranormal experience that they would like to share? What happened and where did it happen?

@Gusman WOW! Amazing! I've never had a conversation with an entity before, let alone be around one long enough to even attempt a conversation. It's a shame you couldn't have gotten that on camera. That would have been something to see. But even if you tried, that doesn't mean you could have captured it. I've learn that ghosts won't show themselves unless they want to. So they may not even appear on film or photograph if they don't wish to.

@ronisme1 Oh wow! That's pretty extreme activity! Have you experienced anything else? Did you ever get any answers? That's wild!

@Jayghost no there were a lot of instances there. We figured a poltergeist

@ronisme1 Yeah that's what I was thinking too. It sounds like a poltergeist.

@whiskeymoon very interesting! I'd love to do some research into that to find out more information.

@Jayghost Into the orchard? It's called Subarashii Kudamono & was started by Joel Spira. That's as far as my knowledge goes. I know nothing about the dairy farm.

Were those comments directed at me as well? If so no, I have no answers or know what's causing it. The presence I feel at night started happening after I was SAed I don't know if his energy was still connected to me directly or if it was that stupid stuffed bear he gave me. It happened more when I still had the bear, but after I threw it away, it's been once in a blue moon. If I'm being honest, though it doesn't feel bad or traumatizing...and I sound insane.

I haven't had any experience since leaving the orchard...well the other stuff happened after I left but wasn't connected to it. I haven't really talked to any of the guys afterward, but the guy in charge now & the ones currently working there have all had experiences...they've been there way longer than I have

@Confined OMG! Sounds like that place still has a hold on you! Have you talked to the current owners? If so have they ever had an experiences living there?

@Jayghost never talked to them.

@Jayghost Yeah. I have had dreams of being st home....but it was that house.

@Confined Crazy! My wife has had dreams about people that have passed before too. It's very strange! I can't explain it.

@PaleandPolluted That is amazing! I've heard of instances like this happening in other locations but I've never experienced it personally. That's so wild! Obviously SOMETHING is going on there! There's no other explanation that I can give, without physically being there and investigating myself, to explain that! WOW!

@HorrorandMusic Wouldn’t you rather know rather than believe? Scientists could conduct investigations but there needs to be actual physical evidence. Not anecdotes and testimonies.

Human brains are poor data collectors and our senses are easily fooled.

@peterlee Oh I heard about that! That's creepy!

@Captainjackass ok I understand. Same with all of mine. That one is just one of the shorter ones.

@peterlee I agree! Some places I refuse to go and investigate because the aura of the place is just too dark. One place we've gone too before we now refuse to go back to because oh how the place changed the last time we went there. It was way darker and more foreboding then the other times we were there. My wife had a very scary experience there that we don't wish to repeat. Too long of a story to go into. The place I'm talking about is The Moonville Tunnel outside of MacArthur, Ohio. The place is quite evil, never thought it was. It always seemed tame, but that last time was very dangerous! Again too long of a story to get into but we will NOT be going back ever again!

@Jayghost places where there have been murders. They give me the shudder.

But there are also places of prayer.

@Bignakedguy The Ouija Board. Sounds cool!

@Jayghost back in 04. My older sister and my cousin played with the board in my room.

Next thing you know, my mom and sister were experiencing sleep paralysis. But in my day we called them “Froze ups”. I started to get them as well.

I was 12, I didn’t think much of it. I thought demons were just stuff of fiction. I didn’t even know what a oujia board looked like. I kept thinking “ Jumanji” whenever someone mentioned it.

My sister was going through it. She woke up to a deep voice singing one her favorite Siouxsie and banshees song. That might sound amusing but I heard it down the hallway- her room was next to mine. It was chilling. It sounded as if it was mocking the song.

By the way- this was close to Halloween. Even though things were getting worse- we as a family wanted to rent a movie. A scary movie. This is relevant to the incident in an almost ironic sense.

We went to Hollywood Video and told our mom “Ma, we want a scary ass movie! Not the wolf man, not dragula and not the creature from the black lagoon! We want the scariest movie you know!”

And my mom was like “Ooooh you hoes ain’t ready!“

So she rented The Omen. If you know you know!

I fully believe watching that movie while amplified the activity. Especially the fact that both my sister and cousin didn’t say “goodbye” to the board.

One night- my sisters and I slept in my parents room.

We all said a prayer and read a verse in the Bible. In hopes for protection.

I remember looking at the ceiling. And suddenly hearing a tapping sound under my mom’s bed. At first I assumed it was my cat. But it couldn’t have been. My mom’s bed is too damn low.

In the corner of my eye- I saw a pale hand stretching out of the bed. It was going to strangle my sister, it was moving so slowly and carefully.

I remember black smoke behind it as it came closer.

When I fully realized what I was looking at, I lunged up! And started saying “ Jehovah!” For protection and saw the hand slip back under the bed.

Next thing you know- the blanket levitated and was taking form of a humanoid silhouette. It eventually fell back down on the floor! As if it didn’t have the energy to fully manifest.

It was very frightening.

Our house was full of activity for a while.

The demons were targeting my sister the most. She would smell awful! And sweat profusely!

I found years later, when demons target one human, that human will smell foul. My poor sister.

One night, a crow hit my sister! And I saw it. All the windows were closed.

And finally- in my opinion- the final night of this evil took place in our living room. I woke up to my sister crying and praying with all her heart.

I for some reason, placed my hand on her shoulder and kept saying “Faith hope love and trust” over and over and my younger sister said it as well.

And I swear til this day- I heard battle drums. In my opinion- I think the drumming sound was angels.

The activity after this lessen and lessen.

@Jayghost I'll look tomorrow

@WowwGirl ok. I'm afraid most of mine are stored on an old computer that we no longer use. One of these days I'll have to fire it up and see if I can get it working and get all my pictures off of it.

@Jayghost me too it may be in space idk

@Jayghost Is it really worth the investment of time and money? Skepticism is a rational point of view.

@BlueSkyKing Very true, but if you have the experiences that my wife and I have had, with no way of explaining them, you start to become a believer. Just like Sherlock Holmes once said: "Whenever you eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, no matter how improbable, must be the truth". So we've stuck to that philosophy and it's done us good. We ALWAYS try to find logical explanations to EVERYTHING first before we jump on it and claim it as paranormal. We always try to debunk everything. We are still skeptics at heart.

The Dragon In My Garage
by Carl Sagan

"A fire-breathing dragon lives in my garage"

Suppose (I'm following a group therapy approach by the psychologist Richard Franklin) I seriously make such an assertion to you. Surely you'd want to check it out, see for yourself. There have been innumerable stories of dragons over the centuries, but no real evidence. What an opportunity!

"Show me," you say. I lead you to my garage. You look inside and see a ladder, empty paint cans, an old tricycle -- but no dragon.

"Where's the dragon?" you ask.

"Oh, she's right here," I reply, waving vaguely. "I neglected to mention that she's an invisible dragon."

You propose spreading flour on the floor of the garage to capture the dragon's footprints.

"Good idea," I say, "but this dragon floats in the air."

Then you'll use an infrared sensor to detect the invisible fire.

"Good idea, but the invisible fire is also heatless."

You'll spray-paint the dragon and make her visible.

"Good idea, but she's an incorporeal dragon and the paint won't stick." And so on. I counter every physical test you propose with a special explanation of why it won't work.

Now, what's the difference between an invisible, incorporeal, floating dragon who spits heatless fire and no dragon at all? If there's no way to disprove my contention, no conceivable experiment that would count against it, what does it mean to say that my dragon exists? Your inability to invalidate my hypothesis is not at all the same thing as proving it true. Claims that cannot be tested, assertions immune to disproof are veridically worthless, whatever value they may have in inspiring us or in exciting our sense of wonder.

What I'm asking you to do comes down to believing, in the absence of evidence, on my say-so. The only thing you've really learned from my insistence that there's a dragon in my garage is that something funny is going on inside my head. You'd wonder, if no physical tests apply, what convinced me. The possibility that it was a dream or a hallucination would certainly enter your mind. But then, why am I taking it so seriously? Maybe I need help. At the least, maybe I've seriously underestimated human fallibility. Imagine that, despite none of the tests being successful, you wish to be scrupulously open-minded. So you don't outright reject the notion that there's a fire-breathing dragon in my garage. You merely put it on hold. Present evidence is strongly against it, but if a new body of data emerge you're prepared to examine it and see if it convinces you. Surely it's unfair of me to be offended at not being believed; or to criticize you for being stodgy and unimaginative -- merely because you rendered the Scottish verdict of "not proved."