Stories of Boo...

Since I was young I've experienced many weird things like seeing stuff, some things that are impossible to explain and seen shadows or well many things...and I never put any interest on it until I got older that know I'm not so scared to them and i can search and tell other people about it because like me there's many of you that are scared to tell other people because many will say that you and me are crazy. This is why I want to share every experience I've had with all of you readers.

Everything started when I was like 7 years old, I used to sleep like a normal kid in my room everyday. Then one day I was in my room at like 8:00pm and then I was trying to sleep and I felt a heavy sound like when you punch the wall and i thought it was someone working close to my house ( one of my neighbors that used to work making fences at night) that night slept...normally a little bit scared. The next night the same thing happened but worst the noise was louder and more consistent... I couldn't hold it anymore and I went running towards my mom and dad because I was so scared. Then my mom went into my room and heard it too she was scared too but she tried not to demonstrate how she felt at the moment, she started praying and told me to pray and I Started praying too. Then after praying for a few minutes, one of the curtains I saw like someone pointing at us. It gave me the chills. A few days later my mother's aunt called my mom and asked here about me without knowing, anything then like 2 weeks later her aunt came to house and enter my room and she told us that she was seeingshadowsall around my room and she stomp the floor three times and she pronounced the name of God in the name of Jesus and after that she told me to do the same thing if I ever felt something like that. After that day it have never happen again in my room.

Well it was Christmas like 12-14 years ago, and I was at my grandmother's house staying on Christmas Eve something very cool, that I love to do. That day everything was normal until I got there when my grandma's dog started barking at me and looking at me with a weird look like if I had something bad over me, it wasn't normal that's all, at my age at the time 10 years old I didn't pay attention at all buy my grandma was paying attention to it. It was like 8:00pm and I was playing cards with my grandfather and the dog wouldn't come close to me which wasn't normal because I was raised with those dogs.I went to bed like at 10:00pm and at the middle of the night I woke up because of some loud noises I was scared the bed was close to the window and I opened it a little to see if there was something outside but there was nothing everything was in place...*ugh* I was scared to death...because I did not want to wake up my grandparent I tough it up...and stayed there...everything stopped for a minute or two then after awhile it started this time the noise was louder and louder and I could hear the wind blowing very hard, it was like if someone was hitting everything: my grandpa's car, the chairs, the table we were using to play cards, etc. The next morning when I woke up I told my grandma about it and she was like, that have to be that someone visited you, and I was clueless at the time because I've never been into that kind of things. My mom arrived and I went to our home and later during the night we drinking hot chocolate with cheese and ham and other munchies when the phone started ringing I went upstairs running and got the phone it was for my dad...when I gave the phone to my dad, he started crying because they told him that his mom, my grandma died...she had lung cancer at the point she hard no chance...and well after a few days we started talking about what happen later on every 25th of each month I feel creepy stuff or something weird happen. This has been the saddest Christmas of all for us.

This is something that not many people have experience or want to experienced...Almost 7 months ago I was staying at my friend's house and another friend of mine. We were there fixing a computer and talking and playing on our computers. At a certain time of the night we were there talking and my friend mentioned a friend of him that passed away a few years ago and while he was talking to me, without describing him to me I was able to see him and I was telling him is your friend like this and this. In my mind I saw the guy standing next to sport car, with a number 22 on his jersey. I told my friend the description of the person and he told that, the man standing there was his friend. After a few minutes my friend started changing the way he was looking at us with weird look. He started talking strangely, like if he didn't know how to talk. He started walking with his eyes closed around the house and he went away to his room grab a pen and a piece of paper and started writing some letter. the letter said " thanks for being nice with him he needed your help" Then after this my friend woke up and he didn't know what happen he even asked us why we were sitting on the couch, he was totally clueless????? We started talking normally and we asked him if he remembered something about what happened. After talking a few minutes he was knocked out in the chair, stood up and then went to his laptop and started writing with his eyes closes and arms a bit twisted. he said: don't worry i wont hurt him or you I have a little time here, I want you to know that you guys are true friends because you prevented him from committing suicide...thanks...bye..." Then my friend wen to the bathroom and did something so creepy, he walked into it, grab some toilet paper and then put it in the sink and fill it up with water and tried to drown himself, and finally woke up fighting against us asking us why we did that to him...he still didn't know what happened.

Well after all this years having these experiences, I've learned that this is something "normal" in my life and I have to live with it like many of you as well have learned to. Remember, like I've always said we are not alone and even after we die our soul will still be here around, in a nice or bad way depends on how we were while we were here alive...