You are here: Home » Paranormal » An Encounter with a Ghost

An Encounter with a Ghost

My personal experiences with those that have departed.

Ghost- the supposed spirit of somebody who has died, believed to appear as a shadowy form or to cause sounds or the movement of objects.

This is one of the many definitions of a ghost and is one of the most controversial subjects in our world. The biggest question is; is there such thing as ghosts? Is there such thing as paranormal activity or does it belong in the group with Big Foot and the Loch Ness Monster. The problem with this question is that there is scientific proof that spirits walk among us and many have had encounters with these spirits. Some believe for religious reasons or have been approached by one while others believe it’s just mumbo jumbo just to scare people. So what side do you take?

I’ve been raised to be open-minded about things and not to be against it unless there is enough evidence to prove it’s legitimacy. Somethings I stay open to but just don’t really think about it or analze like some others. You won’t see me studying about ghosts or talking about them unless someone else brings the topic up in a conversation. I found it funny that three times I have had an encounter with ghosts yet I never really thought much of it. So here are my experiences that help me prove that there is “others” amoung us from the dead.

In 2001 I had a black, white and gray tabby cat named Stripe. She was my most adored pet as she loved me much more than I realized. When I was sick, depressed, or sad she would try to cheer me up. When I was angry, she made me laugh. When I was alone, she made me feel like I had a friend. She was so loving, and caring and she protected me; strolling the house at night, waking me when there were strange noises. Over time she became old and eventually died laying on my bed one night. I was so torn but life had to continue. As I finally started to relax about her death, that’s when I started to have these “encounters” with her. First off, it always happened at night. I would wake up seeing a black figure of a cat laying on the end of my bed and a few times I felt the bed bounce and the sheets buckle like I did when she would get in my bed. In the morning there would be a warm spot with the sheets buckled around in the shape her body would form when she slept curled up. I thought it was just my imagination from my sorrow but it continued. In the middle of the night when I would go to the bathroom, I would see the same black figure scurry off in the hallway and around the house. Now I started to get scared. My dead cat was haunting me! I couldn’t sleep because I kept seeing this black figure of a cat moving around my house, opening cracked doors, making noises from when she would jump on things like tables and the bookshelf. It lasted for a few weeks until I got stable and started moving on. I believe she was watching me to make sure I would be alright and that she left when she knew I would be fine.

Liked it
Powered by Powered by Triond