Paranormal activity in my bedroom?...Or am I just a Wussy?
74Why my Bedroom?Keep reading,it gets Real Clear...
Predetermination,coincidence,serendipity...call it what ever you like...just Pulease get it the Hell Away from Me!
So there I was,loving life,partying,dating,successful and looking for my dream home.I was driving around town just to clear my head one day when I turned a corner and came upon a beautiful split level house set back on a very inviting avenue.The street had huge oak trees in the dividing lane as well as along the sidewalks....just perfect.
Well,being the insensitive clod that I am,I parked,got out of my car,and walked uninvited up onto the huge porch.Without a thought I looked into one of the two massive bay windows.There were no curtains,no furniture,and[thank God,Buddha etc],no people within.I decided I had to have this house and with my usual tenacious,obsessive way of going about things...I got it...fast and cheap[relatively speaking of course]Ha!
[Fast forward a few years]
One night,I met a beauty at a party a friend was having.We had chemistry...that Instant connection that rarely happens.I wont waste verbiage here and bore you with the story of how and why we decided to go back to my place cause I Kinda need to get to the Meat of this hub.Besides,I'm sure your not interested in a silly,erotic,sexually charged diatribe anyway[rolls eyes]...huh?
So we pull into the drive chatting our brains out,I'm falling hard for her.She goes completely silent...and the story begins.
This conversation is paraphrased cause my brain is a bit scrambled at the moment.
She:Oh my God!...This Is Patty's House!...She was my best friend....
Me:I don't think so cause...I've lived here for quite awhile...though I never knew who the previous owners were...till now...
[We enter the living room]
She:Patty was an exotic dancer down at the Palomino club,she was Hot,the best they had.
Me:Really...and she lived here huh?Where did she move to?
She:Oh,Patty didn't move...she died in her bed...I can still feel her here...
Me[hair's Raised up on the back of my neck]No SH%T!...Now I know why I got this place so Fast....can you Really feel her here?
She:Oh yes,Patty was very spiritual...and sexual too...she just loved it...sex that is...
Me:Um,How about showing me which bedroom she died in...
She:The master bedroom,where else?
[She ungracefully makes an excuse,calls a cab,and exits in a bit of a hurry]
Now starts the Weird stuff...and I do mean Weird.
I'm laying on my bed.Bosko,my cat,is laying across my legs as usual.He suddenly perks up,stares intently at the doorway,turns his head to look at me for an instant,turns Back to the door way,then lets out a long low growl and scurries under the bed!This happens intermittently for several nights....
The room seems cooler when I enter....Hmmm,Is my mind playing tricks on me?
Well...I'm a mans man and...come hell or high water
"I ain't afraid a no Ghosts".
though I'm Hoping I don't get Slimmed,especially by a ghost stripper,if ya know what I mean...
So finally,I relax a bit,chuckle,and invite Patty to come in and show me her act...which was not quite what I was hoping for.Not much happened that night other than Bosko's growling and staring,but the following night Patty showed up in a Big way...or maybe I'm just a Wussy...I'm still not sure.
Picture this;I'm slipping into a comfortable,delicious sleep...The glass lamp sitting atop my stereo starts slowly gliding across the cabinet top[almost in time to the Basia CD that's playing]and falls,Then...stops in mid air for a moment,and crashes to the floor where the shattered pieces are in the shape of a woman's breast/breasts...I'm not really sure but it/they looked arranged...lovely cleavage I might add.As I stare in fascination at this display,a Ficus tree next to my bed begins shedding leaves as though it were mid winter in Alaska...This not only freaks me even more,but makes me aware of the cold in my bones...In the Middle of Summer?
Patty may have been Hot when she was alive,but she was Frigid[just my luck]while she was dead...
Ya know,I have a strong aversion to frigid women,,,alive Or dead.
Anyway,this crap started happening every night,but only in my bedroom,and Only when I slept alone...which,thankfully,wasn't often.Whenever Bosko ventured in,the staring and growling would start and he'd bee line under the bed where he continued with his display of false bravado.
So there I was,hoping for a ghost stripper to appear and tantalise me with her ghostly charms...
only to find out I cant See the Broad...
and shes Mad as Hell!...
and Wrecking my Bedroom,but not in a good way!
This experience was beginning to remind me of when I was Married,I never saw her,she was Always mad,and she wrecked my stuff just before she split.
[I resorted to Drastic measures]
I called Lindsy,a close Spiritualist friend,and asked her what I should do....it gets a little out of my belief system here,so I'll just say I took her advice with the biggest grain of salt you can Imagine.I burned the special candles and said the silly things Lindsy told me to say...didn't work...Nada...Nyet...Nothing...And the resignation set in...Ho Hum...
[Fast forward a couple of months]
It's been some time now and Patty seems to be here to stay...breaking things,pissed as Hell,turning Bosko into an emotional wreck
...and me...Well...I figure if I concentrate hard enough,or the right way,or if I can find some special kind of glasses...maybe,just maybe...I'll get to see those legendary charms of hers.Then I'll tip her a couple a hundred and she might leave...Or,she might not...
If she stays...and I can find some way to calm her down...
it might be a good thing cause...
how many guys have their own private Ghost stripper?
I doubt if she'll be doing any lap dances though.
...feed your head...?
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Weird story. Weird, but good. God bless, hope your haunting ceases. It doesn't sound really like a good thing!! I'm glad you've kept your sense of humor through it all.
isn't it "paranormal"? search engines will find you more easily if it's spelled correctly.
Now if only you could see her...Funny weird story, but I liked it, my kind of Humor. I look forward to following you and hope you will honor me as well.
Rationally, I tell myself poltergeist activity doesn't exist -- yet, I do get spooked reading about it. The other day, someone was talking about ghosts on a forum, and I ended up going to YouTube and watching a bunch of related videos. I actually couldn't sleep after that. Then, I had to watch silly, funny videos for the next hour to counteract my jitters. :)
I think it's great that you have a roommate that doesn't eat your food and drink your booze...see if you can capture them on film or video..I'd love to see it.:-)
I found your hubs today and have not been able to stop reading them, they are hilarious!! Excellent job you have done sir. Keep it up (the hubs....just in case)
Well well, you're still up to your old tricks, ey? Very interesting story here. I like your new picture...now we know who you really are. Stop by for coffee sometime.
I'd ask how've you been but obviously "freaked out" would be the answer. I believe in ghosts. Many years ago, I was walking in a 19th century village with my BF, now husband. We felt sort of like we were there before. An original bldg. with the beautiful furniture were still untouched, and being young and foolish, we got inside thru a window. As we walked up the stairs, he first, we both felt a whoosh of cold air. Then he said to me, "Stop pulling on my shirt!" I was a few steps below him, at least 5 ft away, and it wasn't me pulling on his shirt. We got out of the house fast. But then we walked along a trail, to a more deserted part of the village. We got to a stream, it wasn't too deep to cross. But we looked at each other, and both felt very afraid to cross it. Why did we both experience fear? What could have been on the other side at another time when we were there? We are still convinced we were together living in that village, in another incarnation. We went back last summer, but most of the bldg. were rebuilt, and we didn't feel the same. We weren't high back then either (well, not that day). So I believe you, strange stuff happens. I think the Past, Present and Future are all happening at the same time! Best, Jean
OK DEAN! you never cease to amaze me!!!! VERY funny and VERY scary....I will NOT sleep well tonight! But anyway, how the hell are you? I hope good things are happening besides the "ghost stripper." Interesting visual, you know? ha ha
Well, just thought of you and dropped on by.....I do believe in this sort of stuff....I have seen strange things happen!!! BUT will not write about now or I will never sleep tonight!!! ha ha ....Best, G
Ha! Sounds simular to the house I was most of my life, though with me, it was abit different. Most that ever happened was me getting pinned down to my bed with a hoarse voice trying to tell me stuff. My sister screamed go away every night to every other night, things going missing, printers printing without actaully printing and lastly the chair in the middle bedroom turning of its own accord. You maybe able to get help from the college students from Paranormal State show (they seem to know what thier doing) And as for your cat, well don't you just love them, you know in egyptian mythology their actaully gaurdians of the underworld. :D
Hi Dean
Checking out hubs of friends I haven't read for awhile. It seems to me I have read and commented on this before, and if I haven't that is creepy!! There is so much reality to your paranormal experience as you imply and it just reminds me of a relationship I have left and thank God, there is no on going haunting except I guess there is in a way becuz I fear hearing from her or running into her. So yes, she does haunt me afterall! Thanks for sharing your wonder filled self and experiences normal, para normal, prenormal, postnormal or whatever they are.
Vern
Thanks, Dean
I am so so so grateful for all the love given to me in the past year and a half and all the blessings that have come out of what seemed at the beginning to be totally unbearable and incomprehensible. HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO YOU,
VERN
What you describe isn't a proper ghost. It falls in the classification of POLTERGEIST activity (playful ghost). Classic ghosts can't interact with material objects. A poltergeist can be attributable to energy flowing from a LIVING someone in the immediate vicinity. Namely, YOU. I think we can rule out the cat. The information about the deceased may have raised your levels of energy to the point of influencing objects around you. Not kidding. Your seeming aversion to Buddha is problematic, because meditational practices could eliminate your "problem". Find a way to inwardly calm yourself. Personaly, I never cared for warm milk, but it could help. Voting this up. Interesting.
hi!! that was a great hub and fun to read!! Patty doesn't seem to be as dangerous as ghosts are perceived to be.
carrie
Well sir, it sounds like you and your poor cat, have a little problem. I would say just ignore her, but how many women do you know that will really let you do that. At least you have somebody to talk to besides your cat.:)
Really enjoyed your story! (Have you tried a EVP session? Find out what Patty wants?)
Just tell her it's your house now and she needs to go away because you're not playing her game with her...unless you want to...or you want to make up new rules...or maybe play a different game... Never mind, it's none of my business what you do with your ghost girl.
Very good. Made me laugh. Voted up and funny!
This was a very funny hub. On a serious note I lived with Ghosts and have one that often shows up in my pictures. I have a hub showing the photos in sequence.What a truly wonderful hub!
























ChristineVianello 13 months ago
Oh my....I am actually terrifed for you. I would completly die if I seen some of the things you have seen. I thnk you should sell your house.