Donna Black
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Mods, feel free to move this ancient case appropriately.
Back when we moved to a new build on the outskirts of Tewkesbury (we've moved house a lot but this was the first place my folks bought in 1980 or so) and I had my alien abduction experience age 13 and had loads of poltergeist activity. This is a brand new house.
In the fields behind the estate my two brothers and their pals had made a den in the hedgerow. So eventually the diggers moved in and those fields became a building site and thus a playground for my brothers, but the hedgerow was saved.
Every evening my Belfast mother would shout our 4 names to call us in for dinner. Invariably one would be missing. Being the eldest I was sent to look for the wayward offspring and, of course, would usually find him at the den.
One evening something was bizarre on the building site though. I can't tell you what year specifically (early 80s) but could find out maybe. My mother had called our names and one brother had not responded. She told me, as the oldest, to go find him.
I knew where he'd be - on the building site in his den. So I went there. But as soon as I walked onto the building site everything went dead silent, like the whole world stopped, and suddenly I felt these sharp painful "pings!" on my shins. I looked down and saw the gravel pinging up against my legs.
I literally saw and felt these stones or gravel move by themselves and flick themselves at my legs.
So I ran home and forgot about my younger brothers, thinking they were horrid for this prank, but they were already home and one said they'd heard my mother calling them.
In the midst of this silence on a building site the gravel was pinging against my legs. I was 12 I guess? The alien abduction experience was around then too.
Back when we moved to a new build on the outskirts of Tewkesbury (we've moved house a lot but this was the first place my folks bought in 1980 or so) and I had my alien abduction experience age 13 and had loads of poltergeist activity. This is a brand new house.
In the fields behind the estate my two brothers and their pals had made a den in the hedgerow. So eventually the diggers moved in and those fields became a building site and thus a playground for my brothers, but the hedgerow was saved.
Every evening my Belfast mother would shout our 4 names to call us in for dinner. Invariably one would be missing. Being the eldest I was sent to look for the wayward offspring and, of course, would usually find him at the den.
One evening something was bizarre on the building site though. I can't tell you what year specifically (early 80s) but could find out maybe. My mother had called our names and one brother had not responded. She told me, as the oldest, to go find him.
I knew where he'd be - on the building site in his den. So I went there. But as soon as I walked onto the building site everything went dead silent, like the whole world stopped, and suddenly I felt these sharp painful "pings!" on my shins. I looked down and saw the gravel pinging up against my legs.
I literally saw and felt these stones or gravel move by themselves and flick themselves at my legs.
So I ran home and forgot about my younger brothers, thinking they were horrid for this prank, but they were already home and one said they'd heard my mother calling them.
In the midst of this silence on a building site the gravel was pinging against my legs. I was 12 I guess? The alien abduction experience was around then too.