| An Experience Submitted in a chatroom October, 2002. by user The_Fetus_Inside |
| I went to this small graveyard in Nashua, New Hampshire, a beautiful place by the way. This graveyard is rumoured to have been a site of an indian burial ground and sacrifices. Well, in this one corner I could hear very faint screams of torture that made my hair stick straight up! Well, beyond the graveyard is a swamp where I started to (video) record my experiences. There was a lot of fog in the area. I get the footage home and watched it. I noticed that when I was messing around, I saw the image of an old man in a tree. I get to the part where I'm in the swamp and all of a sudden, a perfectly round yellow orb appears. It got bigger and then shrunk and then it was gone. It wasn't the sun though since I was recording in the opposite direction. |
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| My Daughter Submitted By: Michele P Location: Unknown Submitted October, 2002. |
| In December 1999, the week before Christmas I began having dreams that I was in a hospital and a nurse would bring me a baby and say "Congratulations Mrs "P" (last name kept private) you have a beautiful baby girl". I would look down to see my baby but I could never see her face. This dream occurred the same way every time. I had this dream about four times that week and really started to wonder if I could be pregnant. My husband and I had been married for almost six years and thought that we could not have children. Well, on Sunday December 26th, 1999, I found out that I was pregnant. I was so excited I jumped on to the internet and calculated a due date to be September 1st, 2000. I was ecstatic! We were finally going to have a baby! In April I found out that I was indeed going to have a girl. Ever since I was a little girl I always wanted to be a mommy and have a little girl. It was a smooth pregnancy for the most part and around July I got the most dreadful feeling that I should change doctors and hospitals--well I didn't because I was so close to the end. I went into labor August 29th, 2000 and on August 31st it was decided that a c-section would be done. Well, I was knocked out and during the surgery I remember opening up my eyes for a brief second and looked to my left and everything was a white haze and I thought I was dead. While I was still out of it I could hear my Mom crying and could feel my Dad pinching my toes. I remember thinking that was weird but couldn't wake up. When I did start waking up I asked my husband for the baby and he told me she was dead. I thought I was in a terrible nightmare. I came to find out that my baby girl had died from a preventable infection. I got pregnant again in March 2001. I started having dreams that I was having a baby boy and could always see his face and in my dreams he was always smiling. Again I figured out my due date and it was December 31st, 2001. My little boy was born alive on December 10th and was healthy. I look back on my dreams that I had with my little girl and realize they were telling me that something awful was going to happen (since I couldn't see her face) and that everything was going to be okay with my boy. When I went back to work in February 2002 a co-worker and I were talking about babies, pregnancies ect,....and I told her that I thought my next pregnancy would end in miscarriage--that I just had a bad feeling and she told me not to say that. Well, I got pregnant again in April 2002 and sure enough in June I had a miscarriage. I don't know why I had all those feelings and "foretellings" but I pay a lot more attention to my dreams and premonitions than I used to. |
| Untitled Story Submitted By: Hank (From American Association of Professional Psychics) Location: United States December, 2002. |
| What do I say; I'v a lot of stories that sound like a "good story". I was working in a nursing home in Colorado Springs, CO. There was an elderly women who had come in during a week in October of '89. I had seen "family gather" when the residents were "getting ready" to die. This one...was different. The more I worked with her (no, I do not remember her name. Just that her son was a well-known lawyer in Colorado Springs.), the more it didn't feel right. During this same week, she died before I came on shift. I had to clean her up before the funeral home came to get her body. I was off for a couple of days when I got back things were a "little' odd. I'm used to seeing a "party" at the end of the hall, this night was going to be different. Night came with it's usual duties; all the residents were in bed. I don't know why, I had put all the wheelchairs in the rooms. That is a big NO-NO! I got my charge nurse who also is psychic. We went though the hall, checked the rooms. We got to the last room on the left. Guess what room! We looked around Joyce and I. Joyce called me over to the picture window. We saw a turquoise colored "globe", the only thing that was close to that was one of the pictures we used for serving water but that was behind the divider curtain. Joyce told me to go into the room and "see" what I felt. I "felt" someone on the bed. I asked joyce "what should we do?" "Do what you feel needs to be done" she said. I thought she should come out and join "the party" at the end of the hall. Joyce told me she was shaking a finger at me, as if to say she was not going to do that. I put my hand out and felt it get cold, and put my arm around her. I could feel her weight and frailness (to my surprise). As I got her out in the hall, I could feel her "lifting" until she was gone. I felt exhausted, like I had worked four shifts in a row. That is one of many experiences I've encountered. In all fairness, I've worked as a psychic for The American Association of Professional Psychics for 3 1/2 years. This happened long before AAPP. ---Thanks for reading. |
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