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About 3 years ago I went to visit a cousin in Lancashire with the intention of staying the weekend. She was going through a bad time and had something of a problem with binge drinking.
When I arrived it was obvious that she had been on a bender for a couple of days, the smell of alcohol coming off her was making me feel light-headed and she was rambling and occasionally incoherent.
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I arrived on Saturday, went out shopping with her to get her some essentials as she neglects to eat / wash when on one of these benders. Got back to her house about tea time and she started going on about her house being haunted, which I ascribed to the confused state of mind she was in, and the drink.
As afternoon turned to evening and dusk started to fall I started to intermittently notice what I can only describe as blue sparks in the periphery of my vision, and a shadow crossing the kitchen door as if someone had walked past it. All of this was out of the corners of my eyes.
As the evening progressed I began to feel more and more uneasy in the house and started to get a feeling of dread when I looked up the stairs to the first floor. This was my first time visiting her in this particular house, and I had not been upstairs.
The house itself was a fairly new semi, on a new estate.
The atmosphere in the house got so bad that I was gripped by panic and had to get out. As soon as I stepped onto the street into the fresh air I felt better and despite my cousin's pleading and my own sympathy for her plight, I could not bring myself to go back in and drove home.
The journey home seemed to take half its normal time, it was as if I was being pushed, hard to describe. When I passed the sign for my home county I felt very relieved, and by the time I arrived home was back to normal.
I obviously mentioned this bizarre episode to my family, and presumed it would be a story for the pub.
But...
About two weeks later my sister went to visit our cousin, again with the intention of staying over. Everything went swimmingly, she didn't see or feel anything bad or out of the ordinary. Until she went to bed in the spare room. She said she was on the point of dropping off when she was seized with chest pains, palpitations and difficulty in breathing. Along with the feeling that she had to get out of the house immediately or something terrible would happen. Again, when she got outside the panic attack symptoms passed and after a few minutes sat in her car she felt ok. She also drove back home the same night.
I'm at a loss to explain this. Although both my sister and myself share an interest in the paranormal and unexplained, neither of us had ever seen or experienced anything previously that could be described as supernatural / paranormal.
The only rational explanation I can find for it is that the reactions we suffered were autonomic fight or flight responses to our cousin herself, that in her inebriated and at times irrational state she was either giving off cues with her body language that we were subconsciously picking up, or strange pheremones that stimulated this respose to get us away from her as she wasn't safe to be around.
I did send this to the esteemed Reverend Fanthorpe, and he replied that it could be restless spirits and recommended placing crucifixes on all of the walls and having the house blessed. I never took his advice as I haven't been to visit her since and don't want to freak out her already long suffering parents.
Paranormal or Paranoia? I dunno, but I'd welcome anyone's feedback.
When I arrived it was obvious that she had been on a bender for a couple of days, the smell of alcohol coming off her was making me feel light-headed and she was rambling and occasionally incoherent.
:_pished:
I arrived on Saturday, went out shopping with her to get her some essentials as she neglects to eat / wash when on one of these benders. Got back to her house about tea time and she started going on about her house being haunted, which I ascribed to the confused state of mind she was in, and the drink.
As afternoon turned to evening and dusk started to fall I started to intermittently notice what I can only describe as blue sparks in the periphery of my vision, and a shadow crossing the kitchen door as if someone had walked past it. All of this was out of the corners of my eyes.
As the evening progressed I began to feel more and more uneasy in the house and started to get a feeling of dread when I looked up the stairs to the first floor. This was my first time visiting her in this particular house, and I had not been upstairs.
The house itself was a fairly new semi, on a new estate.
The atmosphere in the house got so bad that I was gripped by panic and had to get out. As soon as I stepped onto the street into the fresh air I felt better and despite my cousin's pleading and my own sympathy for her plight, I could not bring myself to go back in and drove home.
The journey home seemed to take half its normal time, it was as if I was being pushed, hard to describe. When I passed the sign for my home county I felt very relieved, and by the time I arrived home was back to normal.
I obviously mentioned this bizarre episode to my family, and presumed it would be a story for the pub.
But...
About two weeks later my sister went to visit our cousin, again with the intention of staying over. Everything went swimmingly, she didn't see or feel anything bad or out of the ordinary. Until she went to bed in the spare room. She said she was on the point of dropping off when she was seized with chest pains, palpitations and difficulty in breathing. Along with the feeling that she had to get out of the house immediately or something terrible would happen. Again, when she got outside the panic attack symptoms passed and after a few minutes sat in her car she felt ok. She also drove back home the same night.
I'm at a loss to explain this. Although both my sister and myself share an interest in the paranormal and unexplained, neither of us had ever seen or experienced anything previously that could be described as supernatural / paranormal.
The only rational explanation I can find for it is that the reactions we suffered were autonomic fight or flight responses to our cousin herself, that in her inebriated and at times irrational state she was either giving off cues with her body language that we were subconsciously picking up, or strange pheremones that stimulated this respose to get us away from her as she wasn't safe to be around.
I did send this to the esteemed Reverend Fanthorpe, and he replied that it could be restless spirits and recommended placing crucifixes on all of the walls and having the house blessed. I never took his advice as I haven't been to visit her since and don't want to freak out her already long suffering parents.
Paranormal or Paranoia? I dunno, but I'd welcome anyone's feedback.