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The account of what happened the other night (X-posted to rewhite) [Aug. 1st, 2005|08:52 pm]
Alrighty, we have now written our account of what had happened late yesterday afternoon. This was a very, very important thing to happen and afterwards I feel much more comfortable in this house. Lets just say that two out of what I think are three of the house spirits made themselves known to us face to face.

I’ve given Ari the honor of writing the account of the encounter, since one of the spirits chose to appear visibly to him. This was his first time seeing the other occupants of this house. But anyway, the writing of this goes to him, and even though I’m adding my part as well,

Hello ladies and wombats. This is Ari speaking at you.

The other day Amanda and I had the pleasure of meeting the ghosts face-to-face. Before I recount the events to you, I ought let you know a bit about the layout of the area.

There are three main rooms downstairs where this happened. The door in the front of the house opens into a hallway that extends past an arched portal to the living room, the front room of the house. It terminates into a flight of stairs leading upwards. Just before the stairs there is a doorless entryway to the middle room, the dining room. In the back of the dining room there is another doorless entryway to the kitchen; in the front of the dining room is a nearly open wall to the living room. Facing the back of the house, there is a small laundry room to the left that is accessed by a door and a step down. The back door to the house is in the laundry room.

The current kitchen and laundry room are on the new part of the house and are probably not more than 100 years old, from when they started their careers as a porch area. They have since been built on and have been in their current configuration for more than 70 years. The current dining room had housed both the table and hearth at one time. On one side of the duplex the hearth is still there, but on this side the chimneys have been removed and the hearth floor covered over in hardwood and a steam radiator.

We had reentered the house through the back door after walking a bit in our back yard and the churchyard, where we had been feeling for energies or any sort of activity. (The churchyard had been a cemetery at one time.) After Amanda had grown overwhelmed with the thick feeling from being in such an emotionally and mentally charged atmosphere as a graveyard, current or former, we returned to the house. We were in the right mindset at the time, having been thinking along the lines of ghosts and casting about for activity in general. It wasn’t as though we wanted or expected to find anything in the house. It seems more that they chose to show themselves to us as we were in a state where we could accept them. We’d only been feeling for ambience in the churchyard. We walked through the kitchen and into the living room. We noticed something somewhat amiss from the moment we walked in.

I’d felt something, but hadn’t taken note of where it was focused. The difference struck me as more of an ambient feeling than a presence at first. Amanda and I had both stopped somewhat in the center of the room. I was somewhat forward of her. She asked me if I felt a presence breathing in the corner. I realized at that point that one of the ghosts was in the room with us. I agreed with her and I said that I felt it along the corner of the room, maybe in the living room, on the left side of the room, when facing the back wall.

I verbally greeted the presence and advanced a step or two towards it. I spoke to it formally and friendly. It had vaguely struck me as being male. The presence seemed to have taken note of us all along, but didn’t seem to want to take time with us. It moved across the room, past the hearth, and disappeared by the old back wall of the house, now the wall with the kitchen. As it did so, it felt as though he had his arms clasped somehow in front of him, whether the hands were grasping each other or the arms were folded, and that he was looking down. He didn’t look at us once, felt shadowy, and was completely invisible.

Prior to the spirit’s moving across the room and disappearance, I’d remarked to Amanda how it felt like I was wading through something. Up to knee height, it felt as though the air were viscous and resisted movement. It didn’t affect my pants, but I felt it against my legs and feet. Amanda felt it as well, though not as strongly. The moment the spirit disappeared, it felt as though the viscous air/energy drained from the room. It actually felt like it dropped through the floor.

Amanda has told me that after the first spirit disappeared, she felt another forming up in the living room. At this point she was standing almost in the middle of the dining room and I was between her and the door to the kitchen. She says that she was feeling back and forth across the front room for where exactly this second spirit had condensed. I had turned to follow the first spirit with my eyes and was still looking at the location where it had disappeared. I turned to look back at Amanda, and, while turning, I saw for a split second the silhouette of a figure leaning against and into a pile of wood in the front room. The figure seemed to be that of a lanky young man, (20’s, maybe), with arms folded, one leg up and against what he was leaning on, head down, and staring at us. I only caught sight of the figure briefly and from one vantage as I turned. When I looked back over there, it was gone. Amanda had said nothing about feeling a second figure at that point. I asked her if she saw anything there and she said that she’d felt something in that room but hadn’t been able to tell where it was until I told her.

For information’s sake, the front room is completely filled with martial arts supplies, a workbench, tool chests and toolboxes, boxes, furniture, and other stuff. The other rooms are fairly sparse at this time. It is also worthy of note that it was in the dining room where the alleged orb-picture was taken.

The second spirit watched us for a while, and then faded away. When I had seen its silhouette, it had been like a hole cut in the dark room. The front room was shady and dark at that point, as the sun was going down. It was a colorless gray, borrowing any color it might have had from the colors I saw through it. It had no variance in shade, yet I could see its boundaries clearly even where they overlapped, as its folded arms, it was as though it had a dark or black outline that showed on the front most, but could not be seen through it. As I write this, Amanda is looking over my shoulder and telling me that what I am describing is typical in descriptions of ghosts told by people she believes. I hadn’t known any of this until now.

Even as we write this, Amanda can feel them downstairs. She seems to think that they know and are interested in us wanting to know more about them, but not in a bad way. She isn’t certain if they know we are writing this. In all, it doesn’t seem as though they care much beyond a mild and unintrusive curiosity.

[User Picture]From: glacier_kitty
2005-07-31 06:03 pm (UTC)
Wow that's creepy...I saw a ghost once in my dining room...it looked like a big lumberjack guy...he had an axe and woodsclothes...it stood there for a few seconds then dissapeared...wasn't scary, just intriguing
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[User Picture]From: minuetcat
2005-08-01 07:58 am (UTC)
Hahaha, OMG I want to have big lumberjack guys appear to me too! Sorry, I just had to say it lol.
But that is really cool...I wonder if there were woods in Flower Mound. It would be cool to find out.
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[User Picture]From: glacier_kitty
2005-08-01 08:48 am (UTC)
We walked in the woods lol! Remember? And there's tons more too
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[User Picture]From: opera_lover_44
2005-07-31 10:06 pm (UTC)
I WANNA SEE A GHOST!!!! haha believe it or not I envy you Amanda...I KNEW they were real!!! I wanna see one!!
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[User Picture]From: minuetcat
2005-08-01 08:04 am (UTC)
lol, I do very well believe you. I envy Ari too...even though I'm more sensitive to things like that than most people, I'm not good at seeing ghosts. I really have yet to see a ghost of that sort, which really sucks. I'm much better at kind of "feeling the air", as I call it, and from doing that I can tell where a spirit is and usually a lot about their mood/thoughts and even what kind of person they were. I also can hear and feel things touching me really well. But yeah, leave it to Ari to see one before I did, lol :P
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[User Picture]From: opera_lover_44
2005-08-01 02:48 pm (UTC)
if I saw a ghost I'd probably be scared at first but then in awe after...I'm one of the few people who believe in ghosts...oooo if you ever come to visit we should be daring and go to my church in the night time...one half of it is like, well it was built in the 1920's and there was a graveyard beside it but they put the graveyard somewhere else and built the other half of the church in the 70's...there are many places in the thing where nobody goes anymore...*shivers* I'm SURE there are ghosts there...there HAS to be lol anyways!!! Lucky you and Ari!!!
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[User Picture]From: minuetcat
2005-08-08 10:00 am (UTC)
lol...that would be awesome! It's like that on the property next to Ari's...it used to be a graveyard but the bodies were moved a long time ago. You can still feel it though, even though it's just this big driveway now. We went there, and it was strange because my mind felt like one big mental hot flash. If that makes any sense at all, lol. I had to leave after a bit because I needed air.
It's weird about ghosts though...every time something happens when I'm right there involved in it, it seems like the most natural thing in the world. And yet, even knowing that, when something happens in another room I'm completely freaked out.
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