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Fraidykat
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posted February 01, 2005 10:58 AM
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When Paddington The Bears red boot moved across my living room floor it was then I figured I'm definately out of my mind or something paranormal was going on. I didn't say a word to anyone. Later when my mom stopped by, and was getting ready to take the baby to the store here comes the boot again. We just looked at one another with a "What the hey?" look. We were shocked. I was relieved though someone else saw it.
My daughter was only two months old then. For a few years this was going on. She talked very, very early. Always talking to someone. If I raised my voice to her for a scolding all the handles on the bureau would rattle. If I had her out on errands a lady would cry, and sob. Through the TV, and down in the cellar. It was starting to get my mom mad. Water started pouring out in my dinning room. Not one plumber could find a problem. Besides water travels down. The house was inclined the other way one guy told me.
At the seashore on a vacation my daughter was around a year and half old. It was a motel. Me, and Gram in one bed, dad, and mom in the other. Baby got a fold up crib. We asembeled it, and she says "The boy said no". My dad joked, and said "Well if your mom didn't forget your nice play crib he could have it back". That night she was singing, and talking. She wouldn't fall to sleep. My Gram rocked her, and finally sleep. Maybe five minutes elapsed when the TV came on, and it was Sesame Street. I jump up, and look at my Gram scarred out of her wits. My mom, and dad wake up, and say "What would you do that for?" and here's my daughter sound asleep.
Getting literature in the lobby the next day my daughter is going on a long tangent while I spoke to the owner. Who's she taking to the lady asked? I don't know she does it all the time. Bronny who ya talking to? Empatically she says "It's him. It's a lil boy, and she's the mommy". This lady broke down sobbing. She's clenching me, and she said make her tell....is it my baby? Here her little boy had died there and now she's telling me he used that fold up crib. Great. I said real nice "Bronny is this the mommy's boy?" Exasperated she throws up her little hands, and says "Sure. He's playin. Don't cry". That is the honest to goodness truth, and it was in Wildwood, NJ. The woman still contacts us, and we visit every now, and then down the shore.
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Posts: 9 | From: East Coast | Registered: Jan 2005 | IP: Logged |
***Edit: This was tacked onto an old thread...I didn't want anyone to miss it so I made a new thread. =)
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posted February 01, 2005 10:58 AM
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When Paddington The Bears red boot moved across my living room floor it was then I figured I'm definately out of my mind or something paranormal was going on. I didn't say a word to anyone. Later when my mom stopped by, and was getting ready to take the baby to the store here comes the boot again. We just looked at one another with a "What the hey?" look. We were shocked. I was relieved though someone else saw it.
My daughter was only two months old then. For a few years this was going on. She talked very, very early. Always talking to someone. If I raised my voice to her for a scolding all the handles on the bureau would rattle. If I had her out on errands a lady would cry, and sob. Through the TV, and down in the cellar. It was starting to get my mom mad. Water started pouring out in my dinning room. Not one plumber could find a problem. Besides water travels down. The house was inclined the other way one guy told me.
At the seashore on a vacation my daughter was around a year and half old. It was a motel. Me, and Gram in one bed, dad, and mom in the other. Baby got a fold up crib. We asembeled it, and she says "The boy said no". My dad joked, and said "Well if your mom didn't forget your nice play crib he could have it back". That night she was singing, and talking. She wouldn't fall to sleep. My Gram rocked her, and finally sleep. Maybe five minutes elapsed when the TV came on, and it was Sesame Street. I jump up, and look at my Gram scarred out of her wits. My mom, and dad wake up, and say "What would you do that for?" and here's my daughter sound asleep.
Getting literature in the lobby the next day my daughter is going on a long tangent while I spoke to the owner. Who's she taking to the lady asked? I don't know she does it all the time. Bronny who ya talking to? Empatically she says "It's him. It's a lil boy, and she's the mommy". This lady broke down sobbing. She's clenching me, and she said make her tell....is it my baby? Here her little boy had died there and now she's telling me he used that fold up crib. Great. I said real nice "Bronny is this the mommy's boy?" Exasperated she throws up her little hands, and says "Sure. He's playin. Don't cry". That is the honest to goodness truth, and it was in Wildwood, NJ. The woman still contacts us, and we visit every now, and then down the shore.
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Posts: 9 | From: East Coast | Registered: Jan 2005 | IP: Logged |
***Edit: This was tacked onto an old thread...I didn't want anyone to miss it so I made a new thread. =)
Children are definitley more sensitive, especially very young ones. Your daughter may be extra sensitive so spirits (or earthbounds) are more drawn to her? She may also have a loved one from the other side or a spirit guide with her all the time as well?
I'm confused about one thing. You mentioned your daughter was two months old when the moving boot happened and that this had been going on for a few years. Do you mean that toys moving had been going of for a few years before your daughter started noticing things?
The water in the dining room, is this the same house that you are in now?
That's great that you have maintained contact with the lady from the motel. I can only imagine what that whole experience was like for her. Nice to know her son still comes to visit with her. =)
I'm confused about one thing. You mentioned your daughter was two months old when the moving boot happened and that this had been going on for a few years. Do you mean that toys moving had been going of for a few years before your daughter started noticing things?
The water in the dining room, is this the same house that you are in now?
That's great that you have maintained contact with the lady from the motel. I can only imagine what that whole experience was like for her. Nice to know her son still comes to visit with her. =)