<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289593228374852133</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sun, 04 Oct 2026 21:37:36 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Unexplained Mysteries</category><category>Paranormal</category><category>Paranormal News</category><category>Ancient Mysteries</category><category>Ghost Photos</category><category>Ghost Stories</category><category>Ghosts</category><category>Cryptids</category><category>Paranormal Videos</category><category>Ghost Videos</category><category>Haunted Places</category><category>Demonic Possession</category><category>Possessed Objects</category><category>Real Ghost Stories</category><category>Curse</category><category>Poltergeist</category><category>Real Ghost Photos</category><category>Real Ghost Videos</category><category>Urban Legends</category><category>Alien</category><category>Exorcism</category><category>Ghost Hunters</category><category>Paranormal Investigators</category><category>Paranormal Movie</category><category>Unexplained Phenomenon</category><category>Unsolved Mysteries</category><title>Unexplained Mysteries &amp;amp; Paranormal - Xparanormality.com</title><description>Archive of the unexplained and paranormal events which happened, we cannot find a logical explanation for them.</description><link>http://www.xparanormality.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Elvis G.)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>117</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289593228374852133.post-1500040186184692857</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Oct 2026 08:45:28 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-10-03T01:45:28.726-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ghost Videos</category><title>The Ghost Inside a Russian Store</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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</description><link>http://www.xparanormality.com/2026/10/the-ghost-inside-russian-store.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elvis G.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNEV0wEeBzzoheMu9sMBtBMKrS2Xm4XhY4Rkf6i1TA9gsh2hDiPrDG9BTqTPqozLSb8ulx_aA9PQJZzbi7UA3mYCfaBQTUS91L4WQhXmvWbNmBOpfuy8Rlld1vYjAMydqfxxfMplxTQZM/s72-w320-h186-c/ghost-inside-a-store.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289593228374852133.post-4757222431809003574</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Oct 2026 06:14:59 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-10-01T23:14:59.215-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ghost Stories</category><title>Football Team Scared by a Ghost Girl</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgryMfOYiNOmghQ_3PmXKWD0D8Aiq9FYBCNf3PJbV5rbcuToddzBIbSVU7mtoCpXuMNJelr0tXY0-z7BcwLsRhA-kF8X_a1ErGboY1fFlLIE5B9vrEXxIk2U3RPQwBPWOwftkG_p5nN2xw/s1600/ghost_girl_window.jpg&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Ghost Girl in Window&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgryMfOYiNOmghQ_3PmXKWD0D8Aiq9FYBCNf3PJbV5rbcuToddzBIbSVU7mtoCpXuMNJelr0tXY0-z7BcwLsRhA-kF8X_a1ErGboY1fFlLIE5B9vrEXxIk2U3RPQwBPWOwftkG_p5nN2xw/s320/ghost_girl_window.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;About 15 years ago my football team were on our end of year trip, down the south coast of Sydney Australia, near Woollongong. We were staying in an old farm house, property built in the late 1800&#39;s with a large Manor style house with an old stable converted into a bunk house. I had been there the previous year with my brothers team and we had heard a lot of creepy stories about the place and I relayed them to my fellow team mates, and the owners told us a few stories of odd things that had happend. One story that was quite sad was the story of a little girl who had died from a hole in the heart, she had been locked in her room and served dinner threw a latch in the door for fear, that disease what she had was contageous. They said her ghost still haunts the old farm house and the place around it.&lt;/div&gt;
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Now it was about 9 pm and most of our team were playing around outside the main house, when a young sister of one of the owners let out a chilling scream which grabed all of our attention, and as she was pointing to the upper level window of the house, to our sheer horror a transperent figure of a young girl floated out past the window and then disapeard. The movement of the girl was un-natural for someone of this world. The fear and panic that came over all of us was so intense, it was like everything went slow-motion. Hours later after lots of comforting from the coach and some parents who also saw what we did, some of the guys were still crying and wanted to go home. In total about 25 people saw this and would still swear by it. &lt;/div&gt;
This was truely one of the best experiences of my life, scary, but still hard to top what I felt right threw my body to my soul.&lt;br /&gt;
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</description><link>http://www.xparanormality.com/2026/10/football-team-scared-by-ghost-girl.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elvis G.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgryMfOYiNOmghQ_3PmXKWD0D8Aiq9FYBCNf3PJbV5rbcuToddzBIbSVU7mtoCpXuMNJelr0tXY0-z7BcwLsRhA-kF8X_a1ErGboY1fFlLIE5B9vrEXxIk2U3RPQwBPWOwftkG_p5nN2xw/s72-c/ghost_girl_window.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289593228374852133.post-6342995471736247415</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Oct 2026 06:08:58 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-10-01T23:15:14.306-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ghost Stories</category><title>Spirits Joining In on the Fun</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdatlLi6iM-xQ-pmBpTVldW1rnCbKmcq1XrrW6yZmAuqkbP5c5w-qUfS9r_oPXD6GshSEjCur86PC-JKVdsuWgP0mLwP_usynjNoNPJn6yKkSyf7F2gZKXOtuYwAWtWyPAu1T65l0DOqI/s1870/ghost_lady_in_victorian_dress.jpg&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Ghost Lady in Victorian Dress&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;1336&quot; data-original-width=&quot;1870&quot; height=&quot;229&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdatlLi6iM-xQ-pmBpTVldW1rnCbKmcq1XrrW6yZmAuqkbP5c5w-qUfS9r_oPXD6GshSEjCur86PC-JKVdsuWgP0mLwP_usynjNoNPJn6yKkSyf7F2gZKXOtuYwAWtWyPAu1T65l0DOqI/w320-h229/ghost_lady_in_victorian_dress.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;On the 30th of June 2010 my husband David and I went to see
my daughter Monique sing in the BIG SING for her school. They were singing at
the De La Warr Pavilion and it was called the BIG SING as schools from all over
Bexhill were joining together to take part in a massive singing performance.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I was so proud of my daughter and gave her a huge huggle and
kiss before she went into a large hall to meet her classmates. A few minutes
before the show was about to begin all the parents began to enter a large hall
and take seats. As soon as I walked into the hall I felt the presence of many
spirits.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Their presence was so strong that it made my head feel dizzy
and my vision go a bit fuzzy. Their presence was so strong that I felt as
though i would faint. I am used to this as it happens almost daily with me so I
did as I usually do and tried to smile and look as though nothing was
happening.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I took my seat and got comfortable. Everyone looked so
excited and so was I. I felt so very proud of my beautiful daughter and all the
children there, that they were able to have this wonderful opportunity. I
looked up as a spokes man got up on stage and welcomed all of the guest.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Suddenly something caught my eye! I could clearly and
vividly see a lady dressed in Victorian clothes wondering around near the
stage. I think it was Victorian clothing - not 100% sure but they looked very
old and elegant. Not far behind her was a man dressed in pirate clothes and
another man who wore a black and white suit with a very tall black top hat.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I remember asking myself, &quot;Now are these spirits or are
they actually part of the BIG SING act.&quot; I looked around the room but no
one else seemed to notice them, so I asked my husband, &quot;Dave can you see a
Victorian Woman, A pirate and a man in a tall top hat wondering down there near
the stage.&quot; My husband looked at me as though I was going mad! &quot;No
there is only the spokes man down their introducing the first act.&quot; He
told me to try and concentrate on what was going on and enjoy the show.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I blinked a couple of times and looked at the stage once
more but the spirits were still there. The names Elizabeth and also the name
Humbert suddenly popped into my mind. I could not get that name out of my head.
I tried to not let their presence stop me from enjoying the show. It was a
brilliant show and I had to fight off happy tears all the way through.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;After the show I went home and after tucking Monique into
bed I went straight to my pc and did some research on the De La Warr Pavilion
and the name Elizabeth and I also researched the name Humbert. I discovered
that there was a lady named Elizabeth Sacville who married the 5th Ear De La
Warr in 1813. He was the man who owned the De La Warr Pavilion. There was also
a family called the Humberts who worked there at the De La Warr Pavilion around
that same time.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;It was quite an exciting discovery. When I looked at
an old photo of Elizabeth she looked so very much like the woman I had seen
that night. Could it have been her? Could one of the others be one of the
Humberts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;by Natasha Chamberlin&lt;/b&gt;, Professional Psychic Medium&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.xparanormality.com/2026/10/spirits-joining-in-on-fun.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elvis G.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdatlLi6iM-xQ-pmBpTVldW1rnCbKmcq1XrrW6yZmAuqkbP5c5w-qUfS9r_oPXD6GshSEjCur86PC-JKVdsuWgP0mLwP_usynjNoNPJn6yKkSyf7F2gZKXOtuYwAWtWyPAu1T65l0DOqI/s72-w320-h229-c/ghost_lady_in_victorian_dress.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289593228374852133.post-5118081198646772244</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Oct 2026 05:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-10-01T22:56:00.696-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ghost Photos</category><title>Brown Palace Ghost</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirf5CkgYjfMiQ6NboZfW1A9DSmOq2Dey1U2geNau_g1V4VBgt4h5rOjklZVepbzyiG6JPrUQ9hfjgFKqXGkiaxrE01yLSzL5kzwJXqDdrHySqS8-UOvaz5PdCdT3s2glisI8VwLXQIbH0/s1600/Brown_Palace_Ghost.bmp&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Brown Palace Ghost&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;300&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirf5CkgYjfMiQ6NboZfW1A9DSmOq2Dey1U2geNau_g1V4VBgt4h5rOjklZVepbzyiG6JPrUQ9hfjgFKqXGkiaxrE01yLSzL5kzwJXqDdrHySqS8-UOvaz5PdCdT3s2glisI8VwLXQIbH0/w400-h300/Brown_Palace_Ghost.bmp&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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Robert Brown`s wife and daughter were watching a Travel Channel special on haunted places in the US. The Brown Palace Hotel was one of the places that was documented on the program. They were going to Denver in June and his wife suggested that they check this place out. Well, Robert Brown being skeptical and all said jokingly if they found the place maybe they could get a picture of an orb or something. When They arrived in Denver on June 19, 2005 he picked up a rental car and asked where this Hotel was and they said pointing down the street at some flags that that was it. Now he was committed to going. He took 3 pictures outside and 12 pictures inside.Then taking the pictures he did not observe anything unusual. They got home on June 22 and before going to bed he downloaded all my pictures from his camera. He use a Kodak Easy Share CX6445 camera. Then they viewed the pictures and to our amazement they saw this in the picture. He has no clue as to what this is. The ships in the window behind the object are not distorted and he does not believe it to be a reflection. The object goes beyond the window into the molding area at the bottom. The only conclusion he can come up with is that it is a ghost. He is now a believer!

</description><link>http://www.xparanormality.com/2026/10/brown-palace-ghost.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elvis G.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirf5CkgYjfMiQ6NboZfW1A9DSmOq2Dey1U2geNau_g1V4VBgt4h5rOjklZVepbzyiG6JPrUQ9hfjgFKqXGkiaxrE01yLSzL5kzwJXqDdrHySqS8-UOvaz5PdCdT3s2glisI8VwLXQIbH0/s72-w400-h300-c/Brown_Palace_Ghost.bmp" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289593228374852133.post-451407928885143770</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 Oct 2026 16:09:40 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-10-01T09:09:40.326-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ghost Stories</category><title>Shadow Apparition in Hallway</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLMPSmammOo6x_UHFMr76tbxsXQo0hgdv7b8FlmuADxzcI35W0fDKVxDK2u89X5ZlkGfmogSNbkYG6F1Wifpz4bZjbpi4fl0j8CDvRWKsB7kqKf6okDtF3gh6hyphenhyphenrxc2f19bmYzGE0vetE/s1600/Shadow+apparition+in+hallway.jpg&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Shadow Apparition in Hallway&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;297&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLMPSmammOo6x_UHFMr76tbxsXQo0hgdv7b8FlmuADxzcI35W0fDKVxDK2u89X5ZlkGfmogSNbkYG6F1Wifpz4bZjbpi4fl0j8CDvRWKsB7kqKf6okDtF3gh6hyphenhyphenrxc2f19bmYzGE0vetE/w400-h297/Shadow+apparition+in+hallway.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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I took this one particular photo of my cat as he was sleeping funny and I thought it was cute. In the hallway there is a black apparition that is in no was a reflective image or a shadow of any object&#39;s in the way. The photo was taken on my Iphone 4 with no flash. The property that I reside in is over 100 years old and I have a lot of activity. I have many other photos of figures in the hallway and other phenomena taken around the house. The activity ranges from faces appearing in the mirror that I have on video and photos of, horrid smells such as sulphur, taps turning on, doors opening, footsteps in hallway, voices, banging, clapping, whistling, lights turning on-off, the list goes on. Sometimes my cats become restless looking out into nothing....&lt;/div&gt;
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</description><link>http://www.xparanormality.com/2026/10/shadow-apparition-in-hallway.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elvis G.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLMPSmammOo6x_UHFMr76tbxsXQo0hgdv7b8FlmuADxzcI35W0fDKVxDK2u89X5ZlkGfmogSNbkYG6F1Wifpz4bZjbpi4fl0j8CDvRWKsB7kqKf6okDtF3gh6hyphenhyphenrxc2f19bmYzGE0vetE/s72-w400-h297-c/Shadow+apparition+in+hallway.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289593228374852133.post-5279953739615331080</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 Oct 2026 15:00:37 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-10-01T08:00:37.104-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ghost Photos</category><title>Sailors Ghosts (Pearl Harbor)</title><description>
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This photo was taken by the wife of the coach seen in the picture, inside the Ford Island gymnasium at Naval Station Pearl Harbor. Look carefully in the top right corner of the picture. There are three prominent ghost-like figures that appear in the photo. The photo was taken in the early evening with a digital point-and-shoot camera. Here&#39;s something interesting: The evening this photo was taken was also team &quot;picture night&quot;. That&#39;s why the lady who took this had her camera with her. As well, a professional photographer was present and took lots of photos inside the gym that evening. There is no reason to doubt the integrity of the photo, especially with all of the stories over the years, and the history of that building and the island. A long-time employee on base told that building once also served as a huge pool hall, bar and dancefloor. A place where sailors wanted to congregate. As well, the ancient Hawaiians apparently used Ford Island as a ceremonial place. All of his sure adds to the allure of the photo.&lt;/div&gt;

</description><link>http://www.xparanormality.com/2026/10/sailors-ghosts-pearl-harbor.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elvis G.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQOpRsuI_xRLKNXJZMBwxT1QCd_ArgTBVjQeA9jLS8u7V_rgd4U2lLdo8njvBd7tET_kIELpHDB-JZL7iJV3GWWLa1aKACwvgYtuEEyPn_toxBJwm3dvllmYrA0s0TEwarnp16IEd5EwU/s72-w400-h302-c/sailors_ghosts.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289593228374852133.post-8151052748599934025</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Sep 2026 14:44:38 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-09-29T07:45:31.854-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ghost Videos</category><title>Ghost Walking Through Traffic in the Philippines</title><description>
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In video, ghost appears to walk through oncoming traffic before later appearing in front of a grocery store.The apparition was picked up on CCTV cameras outside a shop in Pangasinan, Philippines, on June 20 2018, at 2pm. The spooky sightings have baffled staff at the shop and even security guards have been alarmed by it. The grocery mini-mart is located in front of the town plaza and locals believe the apparition is the spirit of somebody with a grudge.
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</description><link>http://www.xparanormality.com/2026/09/ghost-walking-through-traffic-in.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elvis G.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvgSAPTyGzaG3P2C9UWeG-b88_T8j3l7pbBD82cjj33GZpIaIBVfsOoXRuhqCscYOCjeSD1M0f83xnoaRIP4bnIJXOvNR-ewAeGhlUBTJ4N8vJqBFpZyzoq7jFbTGXA75KKjVqvIcaPGg/s72-w400-h210-c/Ghost+Walking+Through+Traffic+in+the+Philippines.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289593228374852133.post-2206609251247769756</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Mar 2026 13:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-03-26T06:58:01.183-07:00</atom:updated><title>St. Botolph&#39;s Church Ghost</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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In 1982, photographer Chris Brackley took one of the most famous ghost photos ever inside the historic St Botolph&#39;s church. When the photograph was developed he was astonished to see a figure standing in old-fashioned clothes.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;High in the church&#39;s loft, seen in the upper right-hand corner of his photograph, is the transparent form of what looks like a woman. According to Brackley, to his knowledge there were only three people in the church at the time the photo was taken, and none of them were in that loft.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;The negative was subjected to considerable expert analysis, which revealed that there was no double exposure to the film and it was also proved that none of Chris&#39;s equipment was faulty.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;The only explanation for the mysterious figure was that someone must have actually been standing on the balcony when the picture was taken.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;A few years later Chris was contacted by a builder who had been employed on restoration work in St Botolph&#39;s crypt. He explained that, in knocking down a wall he had inadvertently disturbed a pile of old coffins. One had come open to reveal a reasonably well-preserved body the face of which bore an uncanny resemblance to the figure that had made an uninvited appearance in Chris&#39;s photograph.&lt;/div&gt;
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</description><link>http://www.xparanormality.com/2026/03/st-botolphs-church-ghost.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elvis G.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibR9nHFZ-VlmpHIo4KsHn1dmShfIr7HECgj86plD9CHh5Ld9hB1PlQW6rmm2829_RKZJSN2S9AjLgjxtlEFIp9NDBpgOGvafQEivWyiRw7bm6ECjGEy4ctSW2bkVHbr66ujrGlBi-CGGU/s72-c/stbotolphschurchghostcloseup.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289593228374852133.post-8444324726325669433</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Mar 2026 13:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-03-26T06:48:23.757-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ghost Photos</category><title> Mrs. Ellen Hammell’s Ghost</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
  
&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-EWy0dRZw7UzTM4fn2LX4iPv8bVhw90UaKJ2OzN7ymidAYL0B4_94r3ZGZKHq9dnpKdoB8c5jrJC3U8MTK4und7XQ3ehcySvT4M7kO8WXyLypuY-P8XJGZu0pzcvVy607q4vQdWhbsak/s2048/Ellen_Hammells_Ghost.jpg&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Mrs. Ellen Hammell’s Ghost&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;1681&quot; data-original-width=&quot;2048&quot; height=&quot;330&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-EWy0dRZw7UzTM4fn2LX4iPv8bVhw90UaKJ2OzN7ymidAYL0B4_94r3ZGZKHq9dnpKdoB8c5jrJC3U8MTK4und7XQ3ehcySvT4M7kO8WXyLypuY-P8XJGZu0pzcvVy607q4vQdWhbsak/w400-h330/Ellen_Hammells_Ghost.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;On March 22, 1959, in the town of Ipswitch in Suffolk,
England, Mrs. Mabel Chinnery and her husband drove to the graveyard in which
her mother had been buried - Mrs. Ellen Hammell, who had died a week previously
- to take pictures of Mrs. Hammell&#39;s grave.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;As Mrs. Chinnery returned to the
car, she decided to use her last remaining shot to take a candid picture of her
husband, waiting in the vehicle. When the pictures were developed, one of Mrs.
Chinnery&#39;s friends pointed out that Mrs. Hammell appeared to be in the back
seat of the car, behind Mrs. Chinnery&#39;s husband.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;The strange event and picture were first published in the
English newspaper Sunday Pictorial of April 19, 1959, and the story hit American
newspapers by April 20, &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;but the
photograph itself wasn&#39;t seen in the United States until the story got a whole
page in the Sunday newspaper supplement Parade for June 28, 1959 (from which
the image above has been retrieved).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://www.xparanormality.com/2026/03/mrs-ellen-hammells-ghost.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elvis G.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-EWy0dRZw7UzTM4fn2LX4iPv8bVhw90UaKJ2OzN7ymidAYL0B4_94r3ZGZKHq9dnpKdoB8c5jrJC3U8MTK4und7XQ3ehcySvT4M7kO8WXyLypuY-P8XJGZu0pzcvVy607q4vQdWhbsak/s72-w400-h330-c/Ellen_Hammells_Ghost.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289593228374852133.post-9175267356908967989</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Mar 2026 13:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-03-26T06:25:13.337-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ghost Photos</category><title>Freddy Jackson&#39;s Ghost</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjHsTvG_ObzuDH-0FHHX8rMruxvPqlQstlq7sLmfIzoboY2VhY3lol4OuEeqaaj_RCwl9yx9gz9H856LR3Y9eC-_zFzZCJZqLxFSaAFRYCDgpL5chAH2FQa8ne4diAHJA9JCoCYLZkf0Y/s640/freddy_jackson.jpg&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Freddy Jackson&#39;s Ghost&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;493&quot; data-original-width=&quot;640&quot; height=&quot;308&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjHsTvG_ObzuDH-0FHHX8rMruxvPqlQstlq7sLmfIzoboY2VhY3lol4OuEeqaaj_RCwl9yx9gz9H856LR3Y9eC-_zFzZCJZqLxFSaAFRYCDgpL5chAH2FQa8ne4diAHJA9JCoCYLZkf0Y/w400-h308/freddy_jackson.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;An intriguing photo taken in 1919 seems to suggest it may
take awhile for us to realize we&#39;re dead.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;An RAF squadron during World War I poses for a photo. When
the photo is developed and they look at the images there, they see someone who
wasn&#39;t there when the photo was taken. The man was Freddy Jackson, a mechanic
who had died in a tragic accident two days before and had, in fact, been buried
the same day the photo was taken.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Why did Freddy feel it was important to appear in the photo?
It may be he didn&#39;t realize that he was, in fact, dead. Perhaps he was trapped
in that nether world between Earth and the afterlife. It may be that serving in
a war created such a special bond that Freddy Jackson just couldn&#39;t bear to
leave his mates behind.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Even though the early part of the Twentieth Century was rife
with interest in the paranormal and hoax photos weren&#39;t uncommon, the Freddy
Jackson photo has so far never been debunked -- and continues to be one of the
most talked-about photos in paranormal realms.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.xparanormality.com/2026/03/freddy-jacksons-ghost.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elvis G.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjHsTvG_ObzuDH-0FHHX8rMruxvPqlQstlq7sLmfIzoboY2VhY3lol4OuEeqaaj_RCwl9yx9gz9H856LR3Y9eC-_zFzZCJZqLxFSaAFRYCDgpL5chAH2FQa8ne4diAHJA9JCoCYLZkf0Y/s72-w400-h308-c/freddy_jackson.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289593228374852133.post-7248882409846725389</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Feb 2026 18:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-02-12T10:39:06.421-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ghost Stories</category><title>The Man Without a Face</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbvAsAGE1BxeSfrotxgh2WyFmlWxXYVfdw_Fku62OyOpgDJ7DUefnYNqamScOoMRczgL1cXRBwbdAcbdPmb8HhHfVokSkOteKbW8hvl-KvSL9-OKRrTfn15rGUyQXqdMb4wSDKsfnuS4s/s1600/ghostly-man.png&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Ghostly Man&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbvAsAGE1BxeSfrotxgh2WyFmlWxXYVfdw_Fku62OyOpgDJ7DUefnYNqamScOoMRczgL1cXRBwbdAcbdPmb8HhHfVokSkOteKbW8hvl-KvSL9-OKRrTfn15rGUyQXqdMb4wSDKsfnuS4s/w400-h320/ghostly-man.png&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;This is a story that happened to me in December 2011. My friend lived with me at the time, and we would go for drives to 711 at midnight just for fun.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;This time, we took a detour into a rich neighborhood so we could finish smoking before we got there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;This road was shaped like an L but with a mini cul-de-sac attached where the two lines intersect. I was slowly driving down the road towards said cul-de-sac when we noticed a man standing under the street light.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;This was immediately weird because: A. It was midnight, B. It was a freezing cold winter night, and C. He was standing completely still wearing shorts and a t shirt.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;We slowly came closer and started to get a better look. There was literally no facial features to make out. Just skin color.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;I thought this was due to my own vision impairment and asked, “Um, does he have a face?” My friend said no.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;We got closer and closer until I had to make the turn, and as soon as I turned the car away from him, my friend whipped around and looked out the back window.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;The man was nowhere to be seen. I have been back a few times to show people but I never saw him again. Everyone who has seen the layout agrees that there truly is nowhere for someone to dive out of view and vanish so suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;By Anonymous&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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</description><link>http://www.xparanormality.com/2026/02/the-man-without-face.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elvis G.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbvAsAGE1BxeSfrotxgh2WyFmlWxXYVfdw_Fku62OyOpgDJ7DUefnYNqamScOoMRczgL1cXRBwbdAcbdPmb8HhHfVokSkOteKbW8hvl-KvSL9-OKRrTfn15rGUyQXqdMb4wSDKsfnuS4s/s72-w400-h320-c/ghostly-man.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289593228374852133.post-2854976013593307408</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Feb 2026 18:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-02-12T10:30:15.539-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ghost Photos</category><title>A Ghost in the White House</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiXM1dHYDFjk_5UyW4yeoGepWMK9VnpG0RduqIm9KqJagiTkwUmoQ7NZwSuuPXQvT09D6V3mJEsNPRuGABlH9Tx0QsYMBpPrKw8ed4UCIBH1K6PvcEqLgnvz3QxmTKIgTax2YqZME7xSdYrE_IaMqBs3aVwGUKwKHkjqjgNa9memJsBDjfNHf6BaEqr=s600&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;A Ghost in the White House&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;429&quot; data-original-width=&quot;600&quot; height=&quot;286&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiXM1dHYDFjk_5UyW4yeoGepWMK9VnpG0RduqIm9KqJagiTkwUmoQ7NZwSuuPXQvT09D6V3mJEsNPRuGABlH9Tx0QsYMBpPrKw8ed4UCIBH1K6PvcEqLgnvz3QxmTKIgTax2YqZME7xSdYrE_IaMqBs3aVwGUKwKHkjqjgNa9memJsBDjfNHf6BaEqr=w400-h286&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;This photo was taken during remodeling of white house around 1950 by National Parks Service photographer Abbie Rowe and can be found in David McCullough&#39;s book Truman. In the background is clearly visible a dark shadow figure of a man.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the death of his 11 year old son Willie, President Abraham Lincoln became withdrawn and fearful of his own demise.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He turn into the supernatural hoping to get in touch with Willie.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though his presidency ended with his assassination in 1865, the claim is that Lincoln’s spirit never left the White House.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Several presidents and their guests have “witnessed” his apparition in the Lincoln bedroom. It is also said he likes to roam the second floor hallway and knock on bedroom doors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even President Barack Obama and first lady Michelle report hearing strange noises in the wee hours of the night, but after investigating finding no one in sight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.xparanormality.com/2026/02/a-ghost-in-white-house.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elvis G.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiXM1dHYDFjk_5UyW4yeoGepWMK9VnpG0RduqIm9KqJagiTkwUmoQ7NZwSuuPXQvT09D6V3mJEsNPRuGABlH9Tx0QsYMBpPrKw8ed4UCIBH1K6PvcEqLgnvz3QxmTKIgTax2YqZME7xSdYrE_IaMqBs3aVwGUKwKHkjqjgNa9memJsBDjfNHf6BaEqr=s72-w400-h286-c" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289593228374852133.post-7806544197140825109</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Feb 2026 18:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-02-12T10:21:16.259-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ghost Videos</category><title>Ghost Attack Caught on Security Camera</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgURT7bBHVvAZFiGP-t23cy27CvF-CMLf2WJh_0-2cF-5kSVlHrZ42sUiqWmc8sdlW0MTZWwvcFB7lEYO1SVGo_Vmi6-ZRwlEZcjV8mB3yIOCWaYspIayO24FQ4Po-e7tn4Hjrl9O9peCs/s1600/ghost_attack.jpg&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Ghost Attack&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;186&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgURT7bBHVvAZFiGP-t23cy27CvF-CMLf2WJh_0-2cF-5kSVlHrZ42sUiqWmc8sdlW0MTZWwvcFB7lEYO1SVGo_Vmi6-ZRwlEZcjV8mB3yIOCWaYspIayO24FQ4Po-e7tn4Hjrl9O9peCs/w320-h186/ghost_attack.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;CCTV Security Camera captures black entity, possibly a ghost or a demon, attack man in a hallway. Bone chilling moment as the spirit pushes him to the ground and drags him down the hall by his leg, before letting it&#39;s grip go and disappearing as fast as it appeared. Then the man runs for his life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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</description><link>http://www.xparanormality.com/2026/02/ghost-attack-caught-on-security-camera.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elvis G.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgURT7bBHVvAZFiGP-t23cy27CvF-CMLf2WJh_0-2cF-5kSVlHrZ42sUiqWmc8sdlW0MTZWwvcFB7lEYO1SVGo_Vmi6-ZRwlEZcjV8mB3yIOCWaYspIayO24FQ4Po-e7tn4Hjrl9O9peCs/s72-w320-h186-c/ghost_attack.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289593228374852133.post-916748021396825878</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Feb 2026 19:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-02-10T11:59:15.845-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ghost Stories</category><title>Don&#39;t Play Ouija</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtvyRlAX1bjpNndUUDbIMRgkUR4GZjRzauguwAafFKjR8KVTnxyoDmMFrHOfindX8N62sL3ElJrHSH3YovMrZekdeEHYtAaYoPjU0yelMzB4Kr9R6QY7GO5HeZ2kvNDDx2z2W7hGtSOZ4/s1600/ouija.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Ouija Board&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;232&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtvyRlAX1bjpNndUUDbIMRgkUR4GZjRzauguwAafFKjR8KVTnxyoDmMFrHOfindX8N62sL3ElJrHSH3YovMrZekdeEHYtAaYoPjU0yelMzB4Kr9R6QY7GO5HeZ2kvNDDx2z2W7hGtSOZ4/s320/ouija.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am in my late 30s and now living in Massachusetts where I grew up. I was a middle child of five in a very close family. When we were really young, my two younger sisters and I were always fascinated with the unknown. We would look in the obituaries in the newspaper to see who had recently passed away and we would have séances in our garage with some other local neighborhood kids. Usually nothing would happen, but a couple of times some weird things happened that we just could not explain. When my sisters and I were in high school, we learned about Ouija boards. We bought one and began to play with it. Two of us would get on it and the other would write everything down. At first it was fun. We talked to several different spirits that told us where they were from and about their families, etc. This went on for weeks, then gradually things started getting a little scary. Eventually, every time we got on the board, the same spirit would come on, who was not very nice. He told us he was the devil and he was going to get us somehow. He called him self &quot;Zozo.&quot; When a friend of ours confronted our priest about this name, he got very angry and told us we should not be playing with Ouija boards; they were not toys and we could get into trouble. He gave his Sunday sermon on the subject. Needless to say, we stopped playing with it. Then, while still in high school, one of my sister&#39;s best friends lost her sister in a van accident. She and her sister were very close. She knew of our adventures with our Ouija board and begged my sister to let her come over and use it to talk to her deceased sister. Hesitantly, my sister sat down with her and contacted her sister with the board. Her friend bawled and told her sister how much she loved her and missed her. She didn&#39;t want to live anymore without her and wished she could be with her. About two weeks later, my sister&#39;s friend died... in a van accident - exactly the way that her sister had died. My sister took the Ouija board and put it out with the trash, and none of us has touched one since.&lt;br /&gt;
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In 1975, Diane and Peter Berthelot along with their 12-year-old son visited the Worstead Church in north Norfolk, U.K. Peter took a photo of his wife sitting and praying on one of the church benches, and when they reviewed the developed photos some months later, a friend of Mrs. Berthelot asked: Who is that sitting behind you, Di? The figure in the photo with Mrs. Berthelot appears to be wearing light-colored, old-fashioned clothes and a bonnet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.xparanormality.com/2026/02/ghost-lady-of-worstead-church.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elvis G.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5cmMGW1MK32Jeu529lspc-rk5hXs0Gkn4F4PVy9hH2OMPNA35k0svYAYQ6Rs-6u8hXnG2WHN4U4MsgxPv80OWc3j5jUixUlJtozXMUjzwDdb1DxpExHOksetIFJk_yAZ7ALwinp8zM9M/s72-w400-h283-c/Ghost_Lady_of_Worstead_Church.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289593228374852133.post-2854624676202661535</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Feb 2026 19:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-02-10T11:48:11.529-08:00</atom:updated><title>Strange Mist Captured in Stanley Palace</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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Sefton Paranormal Investigators were ghost hunting in Stanley Palace on June 28, 2014 when they captured what appears to be ghostly evidence. The investigation&#39;s footage reportedly shows the image of a person standing on a staircase inside the 16th century Tudor building, the Southport Visiter reported.&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.xparanormality.com/2026/02/strange-mist-captured-in-stanley-palace.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elvis G.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPg01jBw_1yELxa2QrHwEwHM5b2uNEH7Yh8x9DfExvytSwcrajI72T1zDMrHuEPFKbbNpXsttMMxg6um4YTxtQVaH8GTdWK7fKSXBzpV4ZEfOfHCe8IDkglsf4sdk9TxlxytGI19ZHmZo/s72-c/stanley_palace_ghost_photo.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289593228374852133.post-7320813850620432389</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Feb 2026 07:41:03 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-02-05T23:41:48.659-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ghost Photos</category><title>Tolima Town Ghost</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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Three teenage girls from a Tolima town saw a ghost standing behind them in a photo taken after having played improvised satanic rituals. One of the teenagers asked her younger brother to take a photo of the girls to remember the evening. They had the shock of their lives when they discovered the clear image of a man standing behind them.&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.xparanormality.com/2026/02/tolima-town-ghost.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elvis G.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlE6Qf85jIZ6vtuCzQRFJQ79A8zq8XgOhgcRCf_QFaVoGxdjcgxAcJ_FgpfOA8jqquDnidYIw91KF31TvAdqUbScz8XbaTYVn_0ZTRRO2l5_IfRPEiT6NmNA4eA8npD8ZO0N2Er1xNulo/s72-c/Tolima_Town_Ghost.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289593228374852133.post-1815876189930891449</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Feb 2026 07:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-02-05T23:40:06.204-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ghost Photos</category><title>Ghost Face in TV</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDP1BSujUq6MPjQuAhbAlYh1Z_oYBXQReauMaspqfXNhSSeR2FP-Qzi2o3DNVRZDvJpZJSXznuAGa_zCCJfVlgIP-6Vvfj1oXHg-3Z96rSXrvTuP1bdQCUwHQT5WIKvtWAvAPllo_D5WA/s1600/Ghost-face-in-tv-2.jpg&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Ghost Face in TV 2&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;149&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDP1BSujUq6MPjQuAhbAlYh1Z_oYBXQReauMaspqfXNhSSeR2FP-Qzi2o3DNVRZDvJpZJSXznuAGa_zCCJfVlgIP-6Vvfj1oXHg-3Z96rSXrvTuP1bdQCUwHQT5WIKvtWAvAPllo_D5WA/s200/Ghost-face-in-tv-2.jpg&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This photo was taken by photographer from India. If you look closely, you can see what looks like a face in the TV screen. It&#39;s at the top of the screen. The TV was not on at the time. No one really noticed what was in the picture for several years.&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://www.xparanormality.com/2026/02/ghost-face-in-tv.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elvis G.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjJO4ZrPpFhsvGXlNHuVtnLKpVBmYIhkLhqxlqxe7TpRBqIVCBE8jm5Wkq2R6bu1au9CL1d2TtF4GdyKONZ4e96vxJqlgDC3LBDd6Oj8SIzfl1x_L_Kc9DXk9MKGdbs77mUN960T9hAFo6byhFqJEN0KnBZCOiocCvzO1KxrGhzGRLhTx2jwEtnDVsG=s72-w400-h299-c" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289593228374852133.post-2569977653735145055</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Feb 2026 07:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-02-05T23:33:47.682-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ghost Photos</category><title>Girl on Window</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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This picture made the local newspapers in Indianapolis, Indiana. It is a picture of the mansion (also called the Hannah house by locals) being moved. As you can see the house was boarded and there was nobody in the house. Yet, there is an image of a girl looking out of the window. The house is reputed to be very haunted and is on the top ten haunted places in USA.&lt;/div&gt;
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</description><link>http://www.xparanormality.com/2026/02/girl-on-window.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elvis G.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2FV8L9ZwEof5dq4M-1tXegIWJFlilotgyLKNfNB4as8Awt_Z0G7ec3zXSqRH2q27odw23MR7f4Ba5DDu1FfVfkfy7hTnnTqG9Puk4UNTDsCjeTAiaLXFGxfTJwQgHDkD0mSqfDtnslHM/s72-c/girlinwindow.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289593228374852133.post-8466929127191613916</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Feb 2026 07:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-02-05T23:24:15.475-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ghost Photos</category><title>Ghosts of the SS Watertown</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSXp_yfUNirqSvicrU6Rz7_NJQIO0150gMQP88MC0gIa51XDhvggrSXOqtK7S0RzE3vYpWil1nR0Cj1oZzPeLTxiagZmUipOvCkeIdsPovzRg6HAtu8IYjdWJ-Mo8Vt_Vo5c1OwEzr178/s1600/watertown_ghosts.jpg&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Ghosts of the SS Watertown&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;315&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSXp_yfUNirqSvicrU6Rz7_NJQIO0150gMQP88MC0gIa51XDhvggrSXOqtK7S0RzE3vYpWil1nR0Cj1oZzPeLTxiagZmUipOvCkeIdsPovzRg6HAtu8IYjdWJ-Mo8Vt_Vo5c1OwEzr178/w400-h315/watertown_ghosts.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;James Courtney and Michael Meehan, crew members of the S.S. Watertown, were cleaning a cargo tank of the oil tanker as it sailed toward the Panama Canal from New York City in December of 1924. Through a freak accident, the two men were overcome by gas fumes and killed. As was the custom of the time, the sailors were buried at sea off the Mexican coast on December 4. The next day, before dusk, the first mate reported seeing the faces of the two men in the waves off the port side of the ship. They remained in the water for 10 seconds, then faded. For several days thereafter, the phantom-like faces of the sailors were clearly seen by other members of the crew in the water following the ship.&lt;/span&gt;
</description><link>http://www.xparanormality.com/2026/02/ghosts-of-ss-watertown.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elvis G.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSXp_yfUNirqSvicrU6Rz7_NJQIO0150gMQP88MC0gIa51XDhvggrSXOqtK7S0RzE3vYpWil1nR0Cj1oZzPeLTxiagZmUipOvCkeIdsPovzRg6HAtu8IYjdWJ-Mo8Vt_Vo5c1OwEzr178/s72-w400-h315-c/watertown_ghosts.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289593228374852133.post-8622757950056747395</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Feb 2026 07:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-02-05T23:20:02.897-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ghost Stories</category><title>Favorite Grandson</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-e4smpsaNc2564kfDB5dAFtStLyiGqDO0mgp5qkKvHM8N3pj4kEveHbZWLk7Gl7qe8UcbNp6im9lyzsu0B1K0l-qK4gQuUxKXTGs2MAdLQXIWiQFkVXcqqdgbP23F_vcRb3Bqe36sVBk/s1600/grandma_ghost.jpg&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Grandma Ghost&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;256&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-e4smpsaNc2564kfDB5dAFtStLyiGqDO0mgp5qkKvHM8N3pj4kEveHbZWLk7Gl7qe8UcbNp6im9lyzsu0B1K0l-qK4gQuUxKXTGs2MAdLQXIWiQFkVXcqqdgbP23F_vcRb3Bqe36sVBk/s320/grandma_ghost.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of my biggest experience happened when I was about 8 years old. I lived in an old house in Torrance, California at that time.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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My parents were the ones that told me exactly what happened that fateful night. According to them, they were awaken by footsteps outside the house one quiet and warm night. My dad took out his gun and went outside to look around. There was no one there. They went back to bed, thinking nothing of what had just happened.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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About a few minutes later, my mom heard my one-year old little brother crying. She walked into the bedroom and tried to quiet him down. Then, she decided to go get some milk for him. While in the kitchen, she heard laughter and giggles coming from my brother&#39;s room. She rushed there, with the bottle in her hand, and found my brother sitting on the floor, apparently playing with some invisible person. She placed him back into the baby crib and she said she was totally freaking out. She gives my brother the bottle and returns to her own bedroom.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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In bed, my dad suddenly said, &quot;Maybe it&#39;s your Lola Suling&quot;. My mom was confused and my dad didn&#39;t realised what he just said. Lola Suling is my great grandmother who lived in the Philippines. I was her favourite grandson - well, that&#39;s what I was told.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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In the morning, my grandmother who also lived with Lola Suling called. She informed us that Lola Suling past away the previous night. I was next to my mom when she was answering that phone call. My mom&#39;s face went so pale. So did my dad after mom told him what the phone call was about.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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How did my dad know? My mom reckoned Lola Suling&#39;s spirit wanted to see me again. But the last time she saw me was when I was about 2 years old. She probably had mistaken my brother for me. It&#39;s just so spooky.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;By Steve&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.xparanormality.com/2026/02/favorite-grandson.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elvis G.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-e4smpsaNc2564kfDB5dAFtStLyiGqDO0mgp5qkKvHM8N3pj4kEveHbZWLk7Gl7qe8UcbNp6im9lyzsu0B1K0l-qK4gQuUxKXTGs2MAdLQXIWiQFkVXcqqdgbP23F_vcRb3Bqe36sVBk/s72-c/grandma_ghost.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289593228374852133.post-2151471390858635712</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Feb 2026 07:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-02-05T23:14:54.830-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ghost Stories</category><title>Strange Happenings</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghvnJv52XxxQsl3v_nFuxN5It03tk8xWERV7acqIvGPlqzOD5AsY5to-uwLAjtcbM-QFb4TyxEV8NQtlmzkxFldgjj_piH_qp76Fd9L9ITta-B3-eu1LL5XH4nUy8ATtbB5NhvpGKZV38/s1600/woman-in-the-fog.jpg&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Woman in the Fog&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;256&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghvnJv52XxxQsl3v_nFuxN5It03tk8xWERV7acqIvGPlqzOD5AsY5to-uwLAjtcbM-QFb4TyxEV8NQtlmzkxFldgjj_piH_qp76Fd9L9ITta-B3-eu1LL5XH4nUy8ATtbB5NhvpGKZV38/s320/woman-in-the-fog.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It had been a long day at the office, all I wanted to do was have a relaxing evening. My roommates worked the night shift so I knew that the house would be all mine for the evening-or so I thought. Stumbling into the house dead tired, I sat down on the couch to find the television on. Thinking nothing of it, I thought about how I would need to kill whoever was racking up our electric bill. As my anger subsided I strolled into the kitchen to grab a beer. I nearly flipped my lid after noticing that someone had also left the burner on. Someone was indeed going to catch hell upon their return from work. Incredibly frustrated, cooked a frozen pizza and began to finally relax and enjoy some television. Being so exhausted, I dozed off for a minute with the television still blaring. I was awoken by a thump outside the door on the balcony. We stored our extra lawn chairs out there and have had instance of cats and woodland creatures somehow getting onto our balcony so I ignored it and went back to bed. About an hour later I was woken up again by the same sound. Tired of the distractions and hellbent on getting some rest, I grabbed a broom with the intention of ridding our balcony of these furry creatures once in for all. As I stepped out onto the balcony, I saw no signs of life. In an attempt to catch a glimpse of the culprit I looked over the balcony rail. To my bewilderment and horror, I saw a glimpse of a woman standing below me staring directly at me. Though it was a clear night, her silhouette appeared as though she was in a deep fog. Her eyes were blank and indifferent as she gazed at me from below. My heart was racing faster than it ever had and I managed to utter -hello? With that, she slowly turned around and vanished into the treeline without a sound or a trace. The memory still haunts me to this day and I have not seen her since. Like a paranormal prankster, the ghost had entered my home, performed bewildering deeds and waited to be seen.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;By Reginald M.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.xparanormality.com/2026/02/strange-happenings.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elvis G.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghvnJv52XxxQsl3v_nFuxN5It03tk8xWERV7acqIvGPlqzOD5AsY5to-uwLAjtcbM-QFb4TyxEV8NQtlmzkxFldgjj_piH_qp76Fd9L9ITta-B3-eu1LL5XH4nUy8ATtbB5NhvpGKZV38/s72-c/woman-in-the-fog.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289593228374852133.post-4641700201306543851</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 Oct 2025 17:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-10-17T10:23:27.084-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Demonic Possession</category><title>Man Possessed by a Ghost or Demon</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh09uwZNeqbE3t7zFdv0Y4c97cS-dQAm4EyJNYiuC5dm6Rq0K6GehiGxISQV4YRVMmRcwH4aOfeMUrmRr079CrJqSrTca3YphTMLyUGy1RbUl8VfZKUnZpP5rEc_1eUv9Qpb5pPn7OCv9BKxCbWJ5jH2Lf8b2ryNtqkQKfhSIgtWJI9XFQjZStTgDTIsPY/s640/man-possessed-by-ghost.jpg&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Man Possessed by a Ghost or Demon&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;520&quot; data-original-width=&quot;640&quot; height=&quot;260&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh09uwZNeqbE3t7zFdv0Y4c97cS-dQAm4EyJNYiuC5dm6Rq0K6GehiGxISQV4YRVMmRcwH4aOfeMUrmRr079CrJqSrTca3YphTMLyUGy1RbUl8VfZKUnZpP5rEc_1eUv9Qpb5pPn7OCv9BKxCbWJ5jH2Lf8b2ryNtqkQKfhSIgtWJI9XFQjZStTgDTIsPY/s320/man-possessed-by-ghost.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;This video shows a man possessed by a ghost or demon, somewhere
in India. The video was recorded in 2011 on a CCTV camera placed in a
supermarket.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Spirit possession is a paranormal or supernatural event in
which it is said that ghosts, demons &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;or other
entities take control of a human body, resulting in noticeable changes in
health and behavior. The term can also describe a similar action of taking
residence in an inanimate object, possibly giving it animation. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;The concept of possession exists in many religions,
including Christianity, Buddhism, Haitian Vodou, Wicca, and Southeast Asian and
African traditions. Depending on the cultural context in which it is found,
possession may be considered voluntary or involuntary and may be considered to
have beneficial or detrimental effects.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Malaysian woods shown on the news on the channel &quot;VIATVI&quot; in 2005.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The footage shows a Pontianak appearing in a dark outdoor scene with trees and
some vegetation.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;The pontianak (Dutch-Indonesian spelling: boentianak) is a
vampiric ghost in Malay and Indonesian mythology. It is also known as a
matianak or kuntilanak, sometimes shortened to kunti.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;As with tiyanak of the
Philippines, pontianak are said to be the spirits of woman who died while
pregnant.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;This is often confused with a related creature, the lang suir, which
is the ghost of a woman who died while giving birth.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;The word pontianak is
reportedly a corruption of the Malay perempuan mati beranak, or “woman who died
in childbirth”.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;Another theory is that the word is a combination of puan
(woman) + mati (die) + anak (child). The term matianak means &quot;death of a
child&quot;. The city of Pontianak in Indonesia is named after this creature,
which was claimed to have haunted the first sultan who once settled there.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;style&gt;.embed-container { position: relative; padding-bottom: 56.25%; height: 0; overflow: hidden; max-width: 100%; } .embed-container iframe, .embed-container object, .embed-container embed { position: absolute; top: 0; left: 0; width: 100%; height: 100%; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;embed-container&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen=&quot;&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; mozallowfullscreen=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://www.dailymotion.com/embed/video/x9rn12c&quot; webkitallowfullscreen=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.xparanormality.com/2025/10/indonesian-ghost-pontianak-captured-on-video.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elvis G.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6QzYbNmL2arUn3hKunM8ASNXdbDrrQNW6IzLTWag4ug3W3gTzTMMitoLIoN1GxTALCfox4A0SQM-ePi5M3raG9THANiAs2xpwPdQRXNB03HTcXNuEl_UPCWTANVVUT9e6JqbzLatCy8Bgc551in0K0cuVUkTf1Re9csL86hDfUcxxEX4OY6uzU1TPOrE/s72-w320-h187-c/pontianak.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Indonezija</georss:featurename><georss:point>-0.789275 113.921327</georss:point><georss:box>-29.099508836178845 78.765077 27.520958836178846 149.07757700000002</georss:box></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289593228374852133.post-3674580922264933902</guid><pubDate>Sat, 04 Oct 2025 09:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-10-04T06:14:30.305-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ghost Stories</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ghosts</category><title>My Mother&#39;s Ghost Story</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4P4gyiq3eY4hdS1wrc3XhztvvxltiItxI1YlIqcHVBRBbgi65SpzSVe3Qb09GNT-ZpkKgSPblpwTW4PI2fEo5qZxCsY9U_f6OCvpJHht2rCf_6FFQLdVXga6y_Sw3lgOylfv_jw2qISMuXKKrZ4Q9EGKzTMgAqrSUtoA25h26n63jirVOA_YbNv-sl3M/s320/strange_orbs.jpg&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Strange Orbs&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;256&quot; data-original-width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;256&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4P4gyiq3eY4hdS1wrc3XhztvvxltiItxI1YlIqcHVBRBbgi65SpzSVe3Qb09GNT-ZpkKgSPblpwTW4PI2fEo5qZxCsY9U_f6OCvpJHht2rCf_6FFQLdVXga6y_Sw3lgOylfv_jw2qISMuXKKrZ4Q9EGKzTMgAqrSUtoA25h26n63jirVOA_YbNv-sl3M/s1600/strange_orbs.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;This story happened to my mother when she was 18 years old,
and my mother has never lied to me in her life.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;My mother was babysitting a young girl at an old house in
Paradise point, Australia. She had just finished tucking her in bed for the
night and went downstairs to watch television. Some time later she saw the
lights in the upstairs hallway turn on, so she headed back upstairs to turn
them off, not thinking anything of it. About an hour after that they turned on
again so she went upstairs into the little girls room. She was still stirring
so my mother asked her to stop turning on the lights, to which she replied “I&#39;m
not”. Mum thought this was strange but shes not a tight believer in unexplained
circumstances. Going back to bed mum fell asleep on the couch.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;In the morning, the little girls mother returned after a
long night of working, she saw her daughter wearing a new dress and thanked my
mother for buying it for her. My mother insisted she had not bought her a dress
and then asked the little girl where she got it from. The girl said ” an old
lady woke me up last night and said she made it for me as a present.” My mother
and the lady looked at each other and went to find out the history of the dress
from a dressmaker.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Apparently the materials used where over 100 years old. They
were also told that an aboriginal burial ground used to be in the suburb of
paradise point where she lived, until developers built houses over it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;When my mother told me this story I got a shiver because I
honestly believe there is more in this world than what we see.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;By Danielle&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;(Gold
Coast, Australia)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://www.xparanormality.com/2025/10/my-mothers-ghost-story.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Elvis G.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4P4gyiq3eY4hdS1wrc3XhztvvxltiItxI1YlIqcHVBRBbgi65SpzSVe3Qb09GNT-ZpkKgSPblpwTW4PI2fEo5qZxCsY9U_f6OCvpJHht2rCf_6FFQLdVXga6y_Sw3lgOylfv_jw2qISMuXKKrZ4Q9EGKzTMgAqrSUtoA25h26n63jirVOA_YbNv-sl3M/s72-c/strange_orbs.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>