Friendly Warning
Middle of the night, sleeping. I hear a sound like someone is taking a paperclip from my desk and throwing it against the wall and it bounces across the desk. I wake up to this noise, turn on the light right by my bed as I sit up. I look over and see nothing. Weird. As I’m ready to lay back down my 20lb steel gumball machine falls from the shelf over my bed directly onto my pillow where my head was not 30 seconds earlier. I flip out and scramble out of my bed as I’m totally taken by surprise. As I stand up I feel something under my feet… a paperclip.
(The shelf was a bookcase/headboard that was only a foot taller than my bed. It probably wouldn’t have killed me, just would have damaged my face I’m guessing. But I was also 10yrs old, so… ya know there’s that lack of forethought for you.)
I put the murderous gumball machine on the floor, the paperclip back on my desk and crawl into the safety of my comforter. Nothing like that happened again.
Armantes
Mini Messenger
My mother’s favorite animal was the hummingbird.
Last year, shortly after my she passed away, a hummingbird came right up and looked at me as I was on my way to my car to go to work. Like a foot away, and just checked me out for a while and flew off to do hummingbird things.
Once I got to my car, I broke down. Just sat there in the driver’s seat and cried. I’d like to think my mom was somehow checking up on me. I know it’s silly, but for that moment I felt like she wasn’t gone and she was still there watching over me.
Fauxrace
The Girl In the Hall
This happened when I was 17:
When I was still living at my childhood home I was sneaking out late at night to meet some friends. I went through the back door of the house and as I turned to face the door I could just feel** somebody watching me. I thought I was busted. I turned to look at who had caught me, and saw a totally monochrome figure. The hair was completely black, like blacker than black. Her face was like a static washed over white/grey and she was wearing a dress that was in between the 2 colors. No facial features. Just the silhouette of a young girl facing me. I reached for the door as fast as I could and when I went to shut it closed very quickly on me. I bolted through my yard and onto the street and couldn’t shake the feeling I was being followed. I stayed at my friends that night.
tof-corey