Your Supernatural Experiences

[DrakoBlaria]

Well, of course there's the long story of what caused me to come to Islam, and I guess that's fairly supernatural.

But I have two other stories. When I was five, my great-grandmother passed away. A few weeks later, I was outside playing and I looked back to the porch by the side door of the house and I saw my great-grandmother waving to me.

Then there was the time I was in school, and I was teaching the Freshmen how to read military maps correctly. I was sitting at the table, almost against the wall, so no one was on my right side. Then I felt a really bad pain on my leg, so I went to the bathroom. When I looked, there was a big, red handprint on my leg that had gone through my jeans.

Holy shit dude. And would ya like to tell us the Islam story?

[The USOT]

For people who dont beleive this kinda stuff, this thread is essentially a collection of misconceptions which cant be argued against. Rather quite a shame really as debunking this kinda stuff is funny =L

I have had experiences in the past which I considered supernatural. Only one ive never been able to explain was from a freind of mine back in high school who I can only presume was an amateur magician. I remember talking to him in the middle of the school field, looking away for a second and then him having vanished. Never did figure out how he did it...

[Tlaceceyaya]

But I have two other stories. When I was five, my great-grandmother passed away. A few weeks later, I was outside playing and I looked back to the porch by the side door of the house and I saw my great-grandmother waving to me.

According to an episode of NCIS I watched last night, that apparently happens a lot to young people in situations like that.
Here's some stuff on it. Just the seeing dead people bit.

[DrakoBlaria]

For people who dont beleive this kinda stuff, this thread is essentially a collection of misconceptions which cant be argued against. Rather quite a shame really as debunking this kinda stuff is funny =L

I have had experiences in the past which I considered supernatural. Only one ive never been able to explain was from a freind of mine back in high school who I can only presume was an amateur magician. I remember talking to him in the middle of the school field, looking away for a second and then him having vanished. Never did figure out how he did it...

HE WAS A GHOST!

And well mate, you can talk about them, and say what might have happened, BUT on the stories that have been said here. I dont want this to turn into a religion thread or a "Do you believe in Supernatural" one

[Benuty]

Might be better if you put " Supernatural Activities Thread" might keep away the threadjacks.

[Esternial]

When I looked, there was a big, red handprint on my leg that had gone through my jeans.

Holy shit.

This means an angel gripped you tight and raised you from Perdition.

[Benuty]

When I looked, there was a big, red handprint on my leg that had gone through my jeans.

Holy shit.

This means an angel gripped you tight and raised you from Perdition.

Looks like someone has been reading dantes inferno or have been on tumblr. Of-course supernatural could be an obvious guess.

[Torcularis Septentrionalis]

Well, of course there's the long story of what caused me to come to Islam, and I guess that's fairly supernatural.

But I have two other stories. When I was five, my great-grandmother passed away. A few weeks later, I was outside playing and I looked back to the porch by the side door of the house and I saw my great-grandmother waving to me.

Then there was the time I was in school, and I was teaching the Freshmen how to read military maps correctly. I was sitting at the table, almost against the wall, so no one was on my right side. Then I felt a really bad pain on my leg, so I went to the bathroom. When I looked, there was a big, red handprint on my leg that had gone through my jeans.

Holy shit dude. And would ya like to tell us the Islam story?

Well it's not strictly supernatural to most people, and I really, really don't want to turn this into a religious debate.
But the biggest part of it was that I kept having dreams, and in my dreams I would be hearing people telling me over and over a statement about God's mercy or God's love. And I was reading the Quran for the first time, just to understand the religion, not because I wanted to convert, and there were the verses.

[Torcularis Septentrionalis]

When I looked, there was a big, red handprint on my leg that had gone through my jeans.

Holy shit.

This means an angel gripped you tight and raised you from Perdition.

DO NOT DO THAT TO ME OK? CASTIEL IS MY FAVORITE THING EVER.

[DrakoBlaria]

Holy shit dude. And would ya like to tell us the Islam story?

Well it's not strictly supernatural to most people, and I really, really don't want to turn this into a religious debate.
But the biggest part of it was that I kept having dreams, and in my dreams I would be hearing people telling me over and over a statement about God's mercy or God's love. And I was reading the Quran for the first time, just to understand the religion, not because I wanted to convert, and there were the verses.

Mind TGing me then? Sounds interesting

[DrakoBlaria]

Holy shit.

This means an angel gripped you tight and raised you from Perdition.

DO NOT DO THAT TO ME OK? CASTIEL IS MY FAVORITE THING EVER.

For me it is the Pizza man

[Bohmian]

This happened when I was twelve or so. I was playing with my toys in my bedroom, all alone, with nobody around. I was putting Lego's together when, from out of nowhere, I had the feeling that I was being watched by something. I had this sixth sense that I was not the only person in the room. I kept playing with my toys, but I had this sick and anxious fear in me that kept growing and growing. Eventually, I stopped moving, stood up, and darted towards the door. As I ran, I felt something touch me across my back. It wasn't a little touch, but a very well-defined one, like somebody was trying to let me know they were there.

I didn't sleep in there for three days after.

[DrakoBlaria]

This happened when I was twelve or so. I was playing with my toys in my bedroom, all alone, with nobody around. I was putting Lego's together when, from out of nowhere, I had the feeling that I was being watched by something. I had this sixth sense that I was not the only person in the room. I kept playing with my toys, but I had this sick and anxious fear in me that kept growing and growing. Eventually, I stopped moving, stood up, and darted towards the door. As I ran, I felt something touch me across my back. It wasn't a little touch, but a very well-defined one, like somebody was trying to let me know they were there.

I didn't sleep in there for three days after.

You were playing with legos when you were 12?

[Bohmian]

This happened when I was twelve or so. I was playing with my toys in my bedroom, all alone, with nobody around. I was putting Lego's together when, from out of nowhere, I had the feeling that I was being watched by something. I had this sixth sense that I was not the only person in the room. I kept playing with my toys, but I had this sick and anxious fear in me that kept growing and growing. Eventually, I stopped moving, stood up, and darted towards the door. As I ran, I felt something touch me across my back. It wasn't a little touch, but a very well-defined one, like somebody was trying to let me know they were there.

I didn't sleep in there for three days after.

You were playing with legos when you were 12?

Yes. Legos are amazing little things.

[Torcularis Septentrionalis]

This happened when I was twelve or so. I was playing with my toys in my bedroom, all alone, with nobody around. I was putting Lego's together when, from out of nowhere, I had the feeling that I was being watched by something. I had this sixth sense that I was not the only person in the room. I kept playing with my toys, but I had this sick and anxious fear in me that kept growing and growing. Eventually, I stopped moving, stood up, and darted towards the door. As I ran, I felt something touch me across my back. It wasn't a little touch, but a very well-defined one, like somebody was trying to let me know they were there.

I didn't sleep in there for three days after.

You were playing with legos when you were 12?

I'm 20 and I play with Legos. Sit down, child.

[Bohmian]

You were playing with legos when you were 12?

I'm 20 and I play with Legos. Sit down, child.

The Lego Taj Mahal is obviously meant for small children to play with.

[Blazedtown]

Lets Say Damn

That's all that needs to be said about about my supernatural experiences.

[DrakoBlaria]

Lets Say Damn

That's all that needs to be said about about my supernatural experiences.

Can we have more info? What if I said "Please" ?

[Blazedtown]

Lets Say Damn

That's all that needs to be said about about my supernatural experiences.

Can we have more info? What if I said "Please" ?

read the first line again

[The Serbian Empire]

I've had a strange light that turned itself one after my grandfather passed away right when I went to bed on command. Oddly, there was no Clapper or censor to make it turn on.

[Montanaa]

My mother and her several brothers and sisters were playing with a Ouija Board in the basement of their house back around 40-45 years ago. The heavy oak table they had placed the Board on began to levitate about 3-6 inches off the ground when they asked something to the effect of "Who is this?" to the Board and their dog proceeded to become very nervous at this, progressing into growling and barking at something that was in another room of the basement. Queue six very frightened teenagers charging up out of the basement screaming about ghosts and demons to their parents. Past this, my mother, aunts, and uncles can remember little except their father checked the basement, and finding nothing assumed his children were playing a prank on him.

Regardless, he still brought a Crucifix from church on Easter Sunday to the house and placed it over a doorway in the "cursed" room where the Ouija Board had been used, since everybody that entered the basement ended up feeling a sense of what my mother described as "badness." The Board was thrown into the trash and burned the day following the, ah, "incident."

I personally hated that basement whenever I visited the house. The feeling that there was something inherently wrong with it seemed to hang around me, no matter the time of day or who I was with. This was well before I learned about the mishap with the Ouija Board and I wasn't much frightened of the dark. I still get that lingering sense of dread when I have to go down the steep flight of stairs into that basement.

[Normandywe]

I haven't had any supernatural experiences, because I'm not a liar.

[Soji]

I have not had supernatural experiences. Ever.

Unless praying and talking to God count but eh, who is to believe that?

[Olthar]

Sometimes, in the middle of the night, I feel a weight press down on my bed as if a cat has jumped on it, but when I look, I see nothing and the feeling disappears. I'm sure it's all just my imagination, but I'd like to believe it's the ghost of my cat Spot who passed away last year.

[Inyourfaceistan]

My first is a warm, happy feeling story.

I was maybe 12 or so, and I had woken up early on a Saturday morning. The sun was bright, and I mean brighter than usual, but not overbearing. It was also just to cold to sit outside, but the sunshine made it enjoyable to sit in the kitchen table. I was eating my bowl of cereal when I felt a familiar-feeling cat brush up against my leg. It gave me a warm and cozy feeling inside, and I reached down to pet it, not knowing which cat it was (I had two cats at the time). However, it was gone, so I looked under the table and there was nothing there. I walked into the kitchen and living room and looked under all the furniture but found nothing. One was sleeping on my brothers bed and the other had been outside under the car all night.


The next, might seem trivial but freaks me the fuck out to this day.

I was driving home from rugby practice, late after we had a post-practice social at B&D Burgers. I drove down the highway, and my head was cluttered with everything; from girl problems to school problems to car problems. I pulled off the highway and saw a dark silhouette of a figure in the corner of my eye, but I didn't make anything of it. However, the man (presumably) was gone as a rounded the turn and came closer. The nearby gas station was empty, but the lights were on. I drove on and I saw the shadow of someone running beside me. It disappeared after a few seconds as I drove back into the shadow. It was a humid and warm spring night but I was shivering cold even in a hot shower... Spooks the fuck out of me today...