In the world we live in, life has prepared us inexplicable things. There are events that can show us the stark reality that surrounds us. People can believe in the paranormal or not, but all we ever raised this question: What is there after death?
There are cases in which the spirits want us to say something, and we, instead, we try to communicate with them anyway. Many of these events are the result of our mind, and that is why we seek answers to our questions.
mentioned in this blog three extraordinary events, and invite our readers to participate actively. If you have some event or experience strange and want to share with us, we are at your disposal. Just send a elespejomaldito@gmail.com .
Events:
"That year was the first time I visited the UK. I was staying at the home of an elderly couple who lived in Hastings. I must say that this family did not seem at all strange at first, but where they lived was somewhat gloomy, as it was on the outskirts of town, adjacent to the municipal cemetery. Later I learned that there were a surprising love the paranormal, especially ghosts.
One day, while eating, the woman told me who believed in the existence of ghosts. The ashes of his relatives were all over the house, and even a dog that had recently died was buried in the garden. When passed through the rear of the house and looked up to see, behind the glass, the blue urn containing the ashes of his father, I went a shiver. Not to mention the garden where I never ventured into.
Another day I said that, if left open the door of the billiard room, where were the ashes of his father, the spirit of it and threw to the ground leaving a portrait of himself as a young man in military garb. Since that day I never stopped to look at the picture when I was alone, because I am quite frightened and spent much time in that house without the presence of marriage.
One day I was alone in my room, I heard a sound quite strange: someone or something was scratching the wall. It was a thud and barely noticeable, but everything was in a silence so awful I could not help listening. At that time all the stories women told me that I flew over his head. All I could do was say: Stop! At the moment, scratching ceased.
not happened again nothing unusual about the house, but I spent the whole next month and a half sleeping in the open light and with that kind of feeling, perhaps influenced by fear, that was by no means alone. "
RR (Badajoz)
" It was a very hot summer, we're all friends gathered at the park in my town. A colleague told us he had tried to make the pebble. At least I had never used because he had respect, but they said they could communicate with my father died.
was twelve o'clock in the morning when we started to play Ouija, we were all very nervous when, suddenly, the glass began to move without stopping. We were very scared.
The park is all full of pines, and only three of them, a form two pine trunk. We were next to one of these trees. And surprisingly smoke started coming out through those pines, and came face of a goat, we were astonished to witness that, could not believe it. We started running to our homes and for days we are not on speaking terms.
Whether by coincidence or not, but people who stood next to one of three pine trees I have mentioned, could appreciate what we saw.
never use proper since the pea, because we spend a lot of fear, and if you had respect for him right now I have a lot more. "
JRA (Lleida)
" It was morning. Francis had come to make some errands and was walking down the street when he heard the sound of your mobile phone. He was older, so do not bother to look who it picked directly. Quickly recognized the voice, but was surprised that this person was calling, so I asked to confirm who it was. I Felipe, was the reply. As I suspected Francisco. After that, Philip asked if by any chance he had called him. Francis denied this and said goodbye. The strange thing is that Philip had been dead for a while. Puzzled by what happened, Francisco went home and told what happened to his family. When your grandson checked the call log was unable to find Philip. How was that possible? After a few days, appeared at the home of Francisco a paper on the desk in his room which was inscribed a name and a phone number, name and number corresponding to Felipe and the letter did not belong to any member of the family and nobody remembered having written the note. This time Francis did not dare to call ... What was the call of Philip? Do I need anything? We'll always have the doubt ... .... "
JJMV (Murcia)
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