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This is a topic that I'm really excited about. It's
one that's always absolutely intrigued me and I think is
nothing short of absolutely amazing. So we're going to get
into some stories tonight that have to do with ghostly
phone calls. Now, this is a phenomena that shows up
every once in a great while. It's not really common,
and even though it's such a rare phenomena, it does
happen that people receive phone calls from people they love
or new in life and we're really special that have
passed away, and a lot of times they are very
short experiences. But every once in a while, something really
profound comes through and really seems to illustrate that there
are some incredible possible abilities going on out there, and again,
I think the paranormals, the breadcrumbs, you know, it's the
it's demonstrating a dynamic reality that we really just don't
understand yet. And so maybe there'll come a day when
you can just pick up the phone and call gramm
on and be able to be able to reach out
and just you know, discuss life or whatever. But who knows.
But for right now, they do happen. They're very unusual,
sometimes spooky, but usually people leave feeling that something absolutely
incredible and nearly miraculous has happened. So let's get into
these stories, guys, and we'll see what you guys think
of this phenomenon. But this is truly in the ghostly experiences.
This is truly one of my favorites. So let's get
into it and see what you think. On October fifteen,
three years ago, I and two friends drove to Boise, Idaho,
so that I could have open heart surgery. I needed
to have four bypasses done as my eyes were ninety
percent plugged. When we arrived in Boise, we had to
find a motel room to stay in overnight as I
had to be at the hospital at six am the
next morning, and my mom and brother were also going
to be there, but they would arrive a couple of
hours later. We found a motel and checked in, and
we went to the room and took in our things
for the night. We were sitting in the room for
about twenty minutes when the phone rang and my care
provider answered it. She got a funny look on her
face and she said the phone was for me. Well,
no one knew we were staying, as I hadn't contacted
anyone to let them know where we were. But I
took the phone and a Spanish sounding voice on the
other end asked if it was me, and I said yes,
and he said, don't have the surgery tomorrow. It's not
your turn to die. I was floored. No one that
knew I was to have surgery had been contacted. I asked,
who is this and he said it's Oscar Well. The
only person I knew by that name had died the
year before of cancer, and I had worked with him
at the factory and he would stop every shift to
talk to me. In the background, I could hear hundreds
of voices and asked him where he was at and
he said, I'm in between heaven and Earth, and then
he told me again not to have the surgery, as
it was not my turn to die, and the connection
went dead. Well, I could hardly believe that this had happened,
and I told my friends about the phone call. And
I called my brother and told him about the call,
and they were still about to an hour away from Boise,
and he knew this friend as he worked in the
same factory as I did, so he told me that
I better take the call seriously and they would see
us in a little while and we would go eat.
We discussed the phone call for over dinner, and my
mom and brother both agreed that I had better talk
to my doctor about it, at least about my concern.
And the next morning we went to the hospital just
before six am and they started getting me ready and
I asked to see my doctor and they told me
he would be there in a few minutes. I looked
through the door a few minutes later, and he was
pacing back and forth in tight circles in front of
my door. Well, then he came in and before I
could tell him what had happened, he said that my
surgery had been postponed a week and that the head
doctor of the department would be in to see me
in a few minutes. When the other doctor came in,
he told me that the doctor that was scheduled to
do my surgery had lost the last three patients that
he had that he had and they were all from
my area. He had rescheduled my surgery for a week
later and that he would be the one doing the surgery.
One week later, I had the surgery and went through
it without any problems. Well, I thank God that he
allows our friends to warn us when it's not our
turn to die. And I also thank God for giving
me a second chance and forgiving us friends that care
enough to absolutely change the future. And here's another one,
ladies and gentlemen. My brother, I'll call him EM, took
his own life on April twenty eighteen. Elm had been
terribly depressed and had not been well for a long time.
But despite all that, my younger brother Jay, his wife
S and I did what we could to help him.
Elm had lived with J and S for about twenty
years on a ranch in Oklahoma, and eventually passed away there.
Four months after EM's death and a week before his
memorial service in Texas, where he grew up. I got
a call from J. When I picked it up, there
was nobody there and the line was dead. I looked
at miss calls and saw the call from J and
another from a number that looked really familiar, but I
couldn't remember it right away. Well, I called the number
and a girl answered, and she sounded like a teenager,
and I told her I just missed a call for
from this number, and when she said that she had
not called anyone, I told her I thought I was
calling my brother EM back, and she replied something like, well, sorry,
you called my number, but this is April. And I
told her I was sorry and to have bothered her
and hung up. Well, I called my brother G and
told him what had happened, and after listening, he said
he had tried to call and did not leave a message.
And J said the number I had called April on
was EM's old number that I had just canceled. He
asked me if I remembered a photo of M standing
with a beautiful horse in a grassy field that had
been taken years ago, and I said, well I did. Well.
Jay told me that that was the first horse M
owned in Oklahoma, and that her name was April. After
hanging up, I checked my call history again and there
was no call received from M's old number, just my
call to April. There must have been something to this,
but I have no idea what it is. The next
one is a friend of mine was on the phone
with his girlfriend from Hong Kong and she was telling
him how she received a phone call from a friend
of her father looking for her father earlier in the afternoon.
Her father wasn't at home at the time, so she
quickly took the number down on the caller display and
let him know that her father will return the call
when he returns well. It slipped her mind until she
was sitting at the dining room table with her parents,
and she realized that she'd forgotten to let her father
know that his friend was looking for him. And when
she told him the name and the phone number, both
her parents looked at each other with a strange look
on their faces. Her father asked her if she was
certain that this person called and left this number, and
she asked why, and her mom said, because this friend
of your father had passed away six months ago and
this phone number should have been disconnected. All road However,
her father insisted on calling the number to find out
who it really was, and of course the phone was disconnected.
None of them spoke a word of it after the call,
and she proceeded to call my dorm mate in Canada,
retelling him what had just happened. I was in his
room when this event took place, and my buddy thought
that she was just playing a practical joke on him,
so he just laughed it off and said, oh, really,
the ghost friend of your father must be bored down there.
That's why he called. And as soon as he said it,
we heard a big bang on his wall and static
over the phone with a deep voice asking who are you?
My friend asked his girlfriend as she heard it, and
she said she didn't hear anything because the phone got
cut off for a second. They quickly ended their conversation
and I went to bed after because I did not
want to get involved with bad spirits. My friend got
sick the next day and we never brought it up
ever again. This next one's a little longer one, and
that says this story takes place in April of two
thousand and three, when I was only twelve years old.
I was in grade seven, just getting used to city
transits an hour two and from school a cell phone,
albeit one that's got five dollars a month on it,
to call home if I was ever going to be
late for whatever reason. And real homework quotation marks because
I have two years of college now and that is
true homework, my friends. Well, let me start by saying
that my grandma, Doris and I were very close. My
sister and I were her favorite grandchildren, and we were
spoiled rotten, and my mom hated it, but my grandmother
didn't care. In April, my grandmother, my mom's mom, passed
away due to her third heart attack, and I was
at school. She had unfortunately been babysitting my young cousin
at the time, and she just suddenly fell over and
would not get up. No one knew she was dead
until my aunt called to check up on my cousin
and he told her Grandma fell asleep on the floor
and won't get up. My aunt, knowing what had happened,
immediately called nine poet one and when my mom and
then my mom and my mom had my step mom
pick me up from bus stop when I finished school,
and I didn't know why around dinner time, my mom
came to get me at my dad's house and told
my sister and me that her grandmother had passed away.
The medical examiner told us that she had died the
instant it struck, giving no warning, no signs she had
been dead before she hit the ground. We were, of course,
all expecting that a heart attack would have been the
way she'd pass on, but we didn't think it would
be so soon, especially since her doctors, not only two
weeks before, had said that she was really doing fantastic
goes to show you that a heart attack can happen
at any time. Dividing up the things in my grandma's
will among all of us, my aunt, my uncle, my mom,
and I, as I was included in the will, I
got my grandma's opal ring and a few other pieces
of jewelry of hers that I had loved so very much,
as well as the things not included, was a somber
and heartbreaking task. I had gone to the back of
my grandmother's trailer she lived in a trailer park, to
her bedroom to locate the ring that was now mine.
I found it, turned around and saw my grandpa by
the closet. A few feet from me. Well, he died
a few years before my grandmother. I stood there, open mouthed,
and he disappeared just as my mom came into the
room looking for me. But I didn't tell my mom
about Grandpa. Well, fast forward a week after we had
gone through the will and the estate, and my mom
was making my sister and I dinner. We were all
quiet and obviously sad. I was sitting at the kitchen
table doing homework. My back was to my mom, and
out of nowhere, the phone rang. My Mom and I
just looked at each other, and we weren't expecting phone calls.
Everyone had called with condolences the first couple of days
after my grandmother had passed, and I got up to
answer the ringing phone and looked at the caller ID
and it was one of those old ones, one of
the earlier ones with separate squares for each number, but
they were all colored black, and the ID for the
same for the name was just one. And I handed
my mom the phone and she answered it, and all
there was was nothing, not a sound. After my mom
said hello, then all of a sudden, the phone fizzled
out and abruptly died, leaving us needing a new phone
for our house. The kicker, my grandma, who had just passed,
had given us the phone. It was only two years
old or so. My mom stared blankly at the phone
in her hand and then looked at me and smiled, well,
I think that was your grandma calling to say she
made it to heaven. We still have this phone in
a box somewhere and it still refuses to work, as
if the internal workings melted. But they didn't. We've taken
the phone apart and biological reasons it should still work.
I think Grandma was trying to put forth so much
energy into saying something to my mom through our phone
that she ended up accidentally destroying it instead. For about
the next couple of weeks, we would see our two
cats staring off into space, chatting at the air typical
cat sees ghost behavior, and we thought they were just
talking to my grandmother. They never seemed scared, just chatty,
and they would bat at the walls as if there
was and there was nothing there, no lights, no bugs,
like they were playing with an invisible one of those
feather batons you can buy. My mom, to this very
day swears that my my grandmother called us to say
hello with a phone call from beyond the grave. This
one is a pretty good one. I like this one
a lot. It's very poignant. This didn't happen to me,
but it happened to my dad, and he still can't
explain it to this very day. I have two older siblings,
including a brother that is five years older than me.
When my brother, Billy was about fourteen or fifteen, he
was on the swim team at the high school, and
he had a best friend, Dusty, whom he'd been best
friends with since they were babies. Our parents and his
parents were also really good friends, and our dads worked together.
These two, however, were just inseparable. If you ever couldn't
find one of them, your first thought was to figure
out where the other one was. My family was driving
home one night from a swim meet that my brother
was in, and he was on the bus driving home
as well, but Dusty was not a swimmer and he
was at home. A man that my dad worked with
called our car phone, and this before cell phones. The
conversation soon became very sad, and you could tell that
my dad had become very very upset over something. I
was in the back seat with my sister watching as
my mom continually asked him, what, what is it? What happened?
After he hangs up, he tells us that Dusty had
hanged himself and he had died. It was a very
sad time after that is I'm sure you can imagine.
I'll never forget hearing my brother's cries when they told
him after we met him at the school to take
him home. A few weeks later, after things have sort
of calmed down, my dad is laying in bed and
about to fall asleep. In the phone next to his
bed rings well, he picks it up. Dusty continually called
our house, asking for Billy. My dad immediately recognized the
voice as his. The conversation, as best as I can remember,
when something like this, is Billy there, No, he's not
here right now, Dusty? Is that you? Is he? Okay? Yeah,
he's doing okay, He's doing all right. And that was
the end of it. My dad is a huge skeptic
and wouldn't make up a story like this. He swears
to this day though, that it was Dusty that called
him that night. So the next story is, I'm a
thirty year old insurance adjuster who has both law enforcement
and military experience. And I've always believed in ghosts, and
I've always had an interest in ghost stories, paranormal television
shows and all that, But until recently, I can't say
I've had a definitive experience. While was on my way
to inspect an insurance claim in a big, old Victorian
house in Newcastle, Pennsylvania, and as part of our protocol,
we always called the homeowner when we're about a half
hour away to make sure that they remembered the appointment
and we'll be ready for us, and that they're home
and all that other stuff. So I had the home
phone number and the cell phone number of our insured
client for this claim and called the home phone first.
A very strange sounding voice answered, and I couldn't tell
if this person was a child or a very old woman.
It had this raspy, high pitched, odd sounding voice. Do
a Google or YouTube search for Sophie Maslow, former mayor
of Pittsburgh, and you'll hear exactly the type of voice
I'm referring to. There was a lot of static and
it was just weird. Well, anyway, this voice on the
other the other end sounded very confused and could barely
hear me, And we went back and forth with the hello,
can you hear me barely? Can you hear me? Hello?
Et cetera for about thirty seconds, trying to communicate until
I gave up. Well, I thought we might have had
a bad connection, so I hung up and called back,
and this time the call went into voicemail, which was
your standard you've reached number number number robot voicemail. And
I called the cell phone and that I had in
file and received that voicemail as well. When I arrived,
there was nobody home, and I knocked on the door
several times, rang the doorbell, stood around for a few minutes,
called both phones again and received received voicemail, and started
walking back to the car. And as I'm getting into
my car, the homeowner does show up. The homeowner's a
normal speaking woman in her mid thirties, and she apologizes
that she missed my calls and told me she was
in a hair appointment. And I told her that I
had spoken to someone at her house on the landline,
but we had a really hard time understanding each other.
She got very concerned look on her face and tells me, well,
you must have called the wrong number. Because nobody else's home.
So I look at my phone and I recite back
the number to her that I called, which was in
fact the correct number. So we go into her home
and she looks at the caller idea in her landline,
and sure enough, if my calls showed up on caller ID,
there were two missed calls for the times when I
called and received the voicemail, and then there was the
received call. At this point, the homeowner breaks down and
she tells me, I've been telling my husband for months now,
ever since we moved in, that this place is haunted,
and he doesn't believe me. She is so upset, she's
shaking and had to leave the house, and I explained
to her that I don't know what happened. All I
know is I called and briefly spoke with someone, and
she thought maybe I called and got the voicemail and
confused that for speaking with someone, But the voicemail clearly
was not a stream sounding voice saying hello, can you
hear me? Repeatedly. The caller IDA also showed received calls
versus miss calls, and the first call from my number
was showing as a received call. I asked her if
maybe someone had broken into her house and if we
should call the police, and she didn't want to do that,
so I checked all the doors and windows of the
house and they all seem secure. She also had a
security system that she had to disarm when we entered,
and that had not gone off. So the kids were
at school, her husband was at work, and she claims
nobody else would have any reason to go into her
house during the day. She even called a few people
to confirm nobody had been at the house. Well, at
this point, I'm pretty freaked out, and of course the
damage for her insurance claim was in the creepy as
hell basement where I had to go down by myself.
Nothing else unusual happened, But when I left, the homeowner
would still not go into the house by herself and
told me she was going to call her mother for
the rest of the day, going to her mother's for
the rest of the day. And she asked me repeatedly
if her husband put me up to this, or if
I had really called the wrong number, or think the
lines may have been crossed. I just wanted to calm
her down and told her the lines were probably crossed,
but I have no idea, if that's even possible anymore.
The bottom line is that I called this house and
received a very strange sounding person on the other end
of the line when nobody was home. The caller ID
verified that I had called the house at the time
and the call that the call was received, but nobody
was there. The house was secure with an active security system.
Also what made this strange was that the homeowner stated
she had previous reason to believe the house was haunted.
I never told her what the person on the other
end of the phone sounded like, and when I asked
her why she thinks the house is haunted, she tells
me that she has heard an old lady's voice talking
in the house when nobody else's home. This isn't the
definitive ghost experience I've been looking for, as I'm sure
there are a variety of possibilities as to what could
have happened, but this is enough to keep my interest
very much alive. Okay, guys, so this is probably a
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All right, everybody, we are back and back at it
here on the Paranormal Portal Podcast, and thank you so
much for being here with me. We are going through
stories of ghostly phone calls, and I think that these
are absolutely phenomenal. It just really demonstrates some incredible possibilities,
and that to me really seems to indicate that our
reality is not quite as rigid and fixed as we
may like to believe. That perhaps it's much more fluid
and there are a lot of possibilities available to us
that we have not even considered yet. So it's just
kind of encouraging that there's still a lot of mystery
in this world. There's still a lot that we got
to figure out. So I think it's I think it's wonderful.
So anyway, let's get into some more of these incredible encounters.
Here's the next story. This happened to me. I had
a childhood friend, Shine, and we studied until the eighth
grade together in the same school, and then she shifted
to another school. Well, life moved on, and we used
to keep in touch through phone for a time, and
then I left and moved to India for my graduation,
and we used to write letters, which also died down slowly.
And after marriage, I came back to the UAE and
then again I got in touch with her. Then for
a few years there wasn't any calls, and then after
some years of a gap, she called me to my
landline and we started talking again. Then while talking, we
used to talk about the school days, all of our
crushes and all that stuff. Her mom is a nurse
in a hospital and every time, so most of the
time she's alone at home, and so while talking, we thought,
it's been years and we haven't met, so let's meet.
So we planned to meet, and since my parents stay
in the same city as her. I said, look, I'll
travel and i'll meet you. So on the weekend, my
husband dropped me off at my parents' home and the
next day we were supposed to meet. So in order
to confirm and ask her where her house is, I
called her up on the landline only and it's her
mom who took the line, and here's the following conversation. Hi,
can I talk to Shine please? Well, there was silence,
and she my friend's mom, handed the phone over to
someone else and I said, Hi, I'm Shine's friend. Can
I talk to her now? The receiver is taken by
my friend's younger sister, and she was silent, and then
she said Shine passed away three days ago. Well, I
was really shocked and asked her what had happened to
her and how did it happen? And she said Shine
was in a coma for three months and she was
in the hospital completely and then she passed away three
days ago. Well, I passed on my condolences and said
I was so sorry to hear this, and I don't
remember what else I said, But at this time I
was making some tea for my dad and my hands
started shaking, and then I just sat down in the
kitchen near the kitchen cabinet, and I was thinking, if
she was in a coma, how did she ever call
me and all of that. This made no sense, and
I was so scared and so scared that I didn't
call again, nor did I want did I go to
meet her sister or mom? And my dad, seeing my face,
was asking me what happened. I told him everything that happened,
and my dad is someone who does not believe in
the paranormal and things like that. He brushed it all
aside and said, maybe your friend committed suicide, and to
cover it up there, saying she was in a coma
and passed away, so don't get too scared and all.
And I was really shaky and crying. And although I
thought about what my dad had told me, at least
at the time, it made it me okay. But I
never understood how she just started calling me suddenly after
many years, and it was for these three months only,
and we used to talk about school stuff and all that.
I honestly believed since she was my best friend, she
tried to talk to me, but while talking she was
happy talking with me. Oh so what an incredible story
of this woman was in a coma but somehow was
able to call her friend and they had cohesive discussions
about their lives and their experiences together and how much
they missed each other, and then to go and find
all of that out how I mean, of course, it's
very very tragic, but it's also very beautiful, and I
just find that so absolutely amazing. Here's one coming from Indonesia,
and this is kind of a cool. One said, it's
been six months since I started my job as a
guest relation officer in Bali, and this happened in May second.
A day before I welcomed a group of Chinese guests,
three guys and two girls, and they all booked two villas,
and they were the only group of guests we had
that week. Well, on May second, they were gone pretty
early and picked up by driving company at seven am,
and I did my job for the day, and since
it was the low season, by noon, I've pretty much
run out of things to do, so I retired to
my office upstairs for lunch and rest and everything else.
And around two thirty pm, my head butler called my
office saying a guest wanted to speak with me, and
he didn't say the villa name, so I had no
clue about it, and he asked about afternoon tea and all.
So I suggested he took a look at our menu
and when he decided what he wanted, we could give
him a call, could give us a call back. Then
I asked his villa name, and we'll just call it
Villa A for discretion's sake, and the villa was located
next to our restaurant. After making sure he was the
group guests that checked in the day before, I hung up.
Fifteen minutes later and still no callback. So I took
the initiative to call his villa, but there was no answer.
Two more calls in ten minutes, still no answer, and
I called the other villa. No answer there either, And
then it struck me the guests were supposedly out. Why
I called her reception asking them to check the keys
in our villa. Guests who go out must leave their
key in the reception, and it's quite big and heavy
and we want to make sure they don't lose it.
So the first shock, the keys are all still in
the reception. They hadn't been back yet. Oh well, I
thought maybe one of them was feeling unwell and left alone.
But the head butler reacted with something akin to fear.
So I went down and proceeded to check the villas.
I knocked many times, but no one opened the door.
Then two housekeeping staff happened to pass, so I asked
if they had been cleaning the rooms, and they confirmed
they had just done a turndown service for those two
villas and they were empty. Well, my second shock was this.
In the end, I took both keys and entered the
villas to check myself. They were empty. There was not
a soul present. Now, when guests call us in the reception,
our phone will show the extension number, letting us know
which guest is giving a call, and this is important
so we can greet them by name and create a
familiar feeling. And besides, we are small villas here. Our
complex only consists of nineteen villas altogether. The head butler
confirmed that the call was coming from inside Villa A,
not from outside or any other villas. Just to make sure,
I called the other Chinese guests, but none of them
made that call. And I'm sure of this because the
voice who gave me that call was heavy and very masculine.
One guest had very light voice, and the other was
still out at the spa doing a massage, and the
other was in the restaurant. Now, it couldn't be our
guests because they were all out, five of them. It
couldn't be my friend playing some stupid pranks on me
because he spoke Chinese, but I was the only Chinese
speaking staff. So it couldn't be another guest entering the
wrong room because the gate was locked and the key
was kept in our reception. It couldn't be the telephone
machine messed up because he clearly said where he was.
As well. My head butler was so afraid that day
because just a few weeks ago, other guests also experienced
something very strange in that room, like the safety deposit
box was unlocked by itself and a presence hovering nearby
when they slept. Until now, I'm still baffled by this.
Who the hell gave me a call from that empty room?
So this one's coming from the Philippines, and it says
this happened when my sister was admitted to the hospital
and I was left alone at home. It was my
first time being alone for the night in the house,
and my parents have to accompany my sister in the hospital,
and they don't want me to go with them because
I have exams the following day. My night in the
house was okay, except for the fact that I keep
on worrying about my sister. When you're alone in some
places in the night, you can't really help but think
whether there are other creatures out there. But when we
still had our maids, she once told me that during
the wee hours of the morning, when everybody was still
sound asleep, someone would twist the knob of her room,
which is now my room, as if trying to answer
and enter inside. Unfortunately, she always keeps the or fortunately rather,
she always keeps the door locked. She also had accounted
many things times of hearing things in the kitchen being
moved whenever she was already in her room and is
about to sleep. My uncle, also, who spent some time
in our house, saw people that were not meant to
be there. And as you can see, people who experience
these paranormal things are those who only temporarily resided in
our house. I'm a sleep paralysis prone person, and there
was one time I've experienced it consecutively, maybe because I
was too stressed during that time. Usually, whenever this kind
of paralysis occurs, I will be only in a half
state of sleep and half stayed awake, and I can
see the things around me, but I can't seem to
move my body. And there was one event though, that
bothered me the most. I was experiencing sleep proalyssis when
I heard someone in a girl's voice laughing, and it
seems that she's on the side of my bed, and
that scared the hell out of me because it was
the first time that something or someone has was in
my room when I was having the sleep paralysis. When
I researched further through the though about the sleep paralysis,
according to a certain article, people who experience it usually
hallucinate about the presence of a paranormal things while in
that state. The night went fine, or so I thought.
The following day, while in the hospital visiting my sister,
my father asked me whether our neighbors slept over in
the house. Maybe he thought that I would have had
our neighbor company accompany me during the night because it's
my first time being left alone. And when I told
him that I managed to be home by myself, he
became confused because he said that when he called this morning,
I answered my phone, however I wasn't answering him. He
also added that someone just kept on laughing in the background,
and he soon assumed then that I accidentally pressed the
answer button and that the one laughing in the background
was our girl neighbor. I then checked my phone to
see if he was just bluffing things just to scare me.
But there was a call in my register, and I
really received a call from my dad just this morning,
and I'm sure that I was still asleep during this time.
I could not have accidentally answered it too, because my
phone is a meter away from my bed. My dad,
realizing that I really was alone, accompanied me home afterwards,
and I'm really sure that the two of us realized
that someone answered the phone for me. Do you think
the laughing girl for my sleep paralysis was the one
who came afterwards was the same being? So that is
just creepy, So that sleep paralysis heard this laughing girl
and the father had apparently called, and the phone answered itself,
and the father also heard the laughing, So that kind
of moves it out of the realm of just the
medical explanation for sleep prousis I would think that's just horrible.
The sleeprouse is just a terrible phenomena. Of course too,
that's just an incredibly a helpless feeling. Now, sometimes the
phone phenomena is more of just a haunting presence. It's
not always where a spirit answers the phone or calls
from a phone. But this one seems to be one
of those cases. But let's see what this one says.
So it's I can't specifically say how long this has
been going on, but I do know that I'm the
only person ever to hear it. Oftentimes, I'll be sitting
watching TV or working on my laptop, and out of nowhere,
I'll suddenly hear a very old fashioned phone ringing. Well,
I know it's old fashion because it sounds exactly like
an old phone we used to own, but you know,
the ones with the curly chords and the very specific
ringing sound, the ones you could slam down in anger
to cut the call. Yeah, it sounds like one of
the Oh, no one else in the house, including the cat,
is including the cat, has heard it. And I even
made a point to mute the TV volume once while
I was hearing it and said, hey, can you hear that? Nope, nothing,
not as zilch. No one could hear it except me.
What's that all about? It doesn't sound close, and it
doesn't sound as if it's even in the house. It
sounds as if it's coming from somewhere, but I don't
know where. The walls aren't really that thin for me
to be able to hear the neighbor's phones ringing, and
the neighbor on the other side doesn't even own a
phone for one to be able to ring, and obviously
a house phone wouldn't be outside. So I'm perplexed as
to where this sound is originating from and why I'm
the only person able to hear it. My only two
guesses are as follows. Is that I'm hearing something residual
replaying itself in a loop like a broken record, except
it only happens when the conditions first said residual energy
are playing to play are correct, or second, that I'm
hearing it ringing from another timeline, alternative universe, which seems
a little far fetched. Any ideas, because I'm absolutely stumped.
That's a little different, and that's an auditory phenomena, and
it's hard to say it could be any any or
all of the same reasons. I don't know. That's really
creepy though. This one is coming from Canada. It says
over the past three nights, I've had the same recurring,
in very odd calls on my cell phone. The first
happened early in the morning at four thirty two am
on the morning of October sixteenth, twenty ten. I was
lying in bed, sleeping with my phone on place beside
me on the nightstand as I was on call for work,
and at the above mentioned time, my cell phone, a
BlackBerry eighty three point fifty I rang three times, so
I struggled to find the phone in the darkness, but
did flip it over and look, and it was as
if no one had called. Usually, two notifying icons light
up with every call. I woke my girlfriend and asked
her if she had heard it ring, and she had,
yet there was no record of any incoming call message
or anything on the phone. I had the phone for
about two years and this has never happened. The ring
was distinctly the BlackBerry light speed notifier, the ringtone I
always use when my phone is set up for normal ring.
We joked about it being weird during the day, as
we had just recently returned from New Hampshire's The Spaulding
In where we attempted some noviced ghost hunting as it
was supposed to be a haunted hotel. Later then night,
I set my phone beside my bed again at three
three am. Again the phone rang three times in a
row with the light speed ring tone. I was shocked.
My girlfriend heard it again this time as well. Again,
there's no sign or record on the phone of any
incoming call at all, no messages, icons, alerts or anything.
I got up a few hours later and called my
cellphone from the home phone to see if it was
working all right, And the phone rang and it was
a the bb Pro one ring tone. And I remembered
at that moment that I had set the phone to
the loud setting earlier the night before, and that this
setting had a different ring tone than when set to normal.
A shiver ran down my spine, realizing that not only
did my phone ring the second night in a row
without a trace of the call on the phone, but
it rang a ring tone that it was not even
set to. Who going to bed on the seventeenth last night?
As I write this, I really wondered if it would
happen again. At three thirteen am on October eighteenth, with
my phone set to the exact same as the night before,
the phone rang again three times with the light speed
ring tone. This time, I picked it up in between
the second and third rings and looked at the face
of the phone, and it looked as if there was
no incoming call at all. Yet for the third night
in a row, it rang three times with the same
ring tone. Again, there was no indication on the phone
of any calls at all, and the last two nights
weren't even set to that tone. Tonight, I'm not on call,
but I'm going to leave my phone on set to
normal and see if it happens again. My phone has
never done this, but these three nights in a row
so far. Has anyone ever heard of this kind of
thing before. I'm not sure it's a ghost, but I
really do think that it is. I'd appreciate your comments
or suggestions. Seems like maybe you brought something with you
back from your ghost hunting. That's a real concern, of course,
Ladies and gentlemen you go out ghost hunting, is that,
and especially people that aren't really familiar with what they're doing.
It's really important to close your investigation, and I mean
that in a very spiritual sense, like you've got to
close the permissions to make contact. You've got to, you know,
very clearly state that this was the end of the investigation.
You're not allowed to follow me, You're not allowed to
contact me anymore. This is now done. You must stay
here and I'm going to return to my home and
you are not allowed to follow me. You know those
kind of things. You got to make statements to that
fact and close with a prayer or close with something
spiritual to ask for help from higher beings to sever
any connections that were made. So I'm probably batting. I'm
just guessing, but it seems to me that they probably
got something hanging on for a few days. And that's
not uncommon in ghost hunting ladies and gentlemen, that a
presence will follow you home and maybe linger for a
few days or a week, and then it'll just kind
of fade out and return to wherever it came from.
I guess, but very curious nonetheless, So great story, though,
all right, now let me look at this one first.
I think I'll read this one first, and then maybe
the last one in the last I got to prove
read that the one I almost just read because got
to make sure that it's not flaky, all right. So
this one is from California and it was just last year.
It says. My father passed away on May two thousand
and six due to complication with diabetes, and he'd been
fighting an infection in one of his feet for several months,
and he went to see a lot of doctors in
the hopes that they would be able to save his leg,
and unfortunately, they were not able to save the leg,
and it ended up being amputated. After the surgery to
remove his leg, my dad was never the same. He
was constantly depressed, in a bad mood, a completely different person. Well,
he passed away seven months later. I and other family
members of the family experienced several unexplained incidents around this
time of his passing, both before, during, and after. And
this is just one of those incidents that I myself experienced.
When I was absolutely alone, maybe five or six months
after he passed, I was going through some cupboards in
the kitchen looking for I don't remember what, when I
found a little blue cell phone that used to belong
to my mom. She had purchased a new one about
a year before and gave that to my five year
old daughter to play around with. I thought it was
a pretty cute phone to be stored away without being used,
so I started pushing buttons and was able to get
it to turn on. I'm not sure what button I
pressed that I suddenly heard my mom's voice coming from
the speaker that said, hold on, let me have you
speak to him now. I heard my dad's voice talking
in that happy, care free voice he used to have,
saying I'm feeling so much better now there's no more pain,
I can walk again. Don't worry about me, I'm fine. Well,
my heart skipped a beat and I had tears running
down my face. I hugged the phone to my chest
as if I was holding him, and just went down
to my knees crying. After a few minutes, I got
up and went to my bedroom, taking the phone with me.
I needed to hear his voice again, so I sat
on the bed and started pushing buttons to get that
recording back, but the phone was dead. I ran around
looking for a charger that would fit that phone, and
I was dumping the contents of drawers looking for the
cable like a crazy woman, and later I was able
to get them phone charged, and no matter what I did,
I was never able to get that recording back. I
asked my mom if she remembers ever having or hearing
that conversation, since I heard her on the phone too,
and she says she doesn't remember and doesn't know what
I'm talking about. No, I'm not saying that my dad
recorded that message from the grave. I think he could
have been talking to a family member when he was alive,
and somehow that park got recorded. And all I can
say for sure is that the message was received exactly
when it was needed the most. So is that paranormal?
I think so. And the reason I think so is
not because for sure it was a ghostly thing, but
for sure it was recorded and was replayed to somebody
that desperately needed to hear that he was fine. And
so even though the methodology by which it maybe those
words were recorded was not paranormal, the fact that they
played back at that moment was absolutely amazing. So I
think that's absolutely beautiful, And I hope you guys enjoyed
that one too, all right, And I got one more here,
and this one's coming from California. This incident took place
in Los Angeles, California. I had purchased a new cell
phone in late two thousand and seven, and I'd say
a few months afterwards, in the beginning of two thousand
and eight, was when I believe a demon briefly took
up residence in it. I just returned home from running
a few errands, and I set my phone down on
the dresser in my room, and I turned on the
TV and began watching when something distracted me for a moment.
A small, black cloud looking substance, small enough to fit
in the palm in my hand, hovered into the room,
over my phone and then disappeared into it. I didn't
pay any attention to it, thinking it was just glare
or something, so I went on with my day. And
while from that moment on, I started having problems with
my phone. I had a hard time reaching people when
I wanted to reach as I would get a lot
of static when I tried calling out and where I
would often get calls from family, friends and acquaintances, and
all these calls had stopped. No one would call me
and I never got any missed call messages on my phone.
And this went on for about one or two weeks
when one day, out of the blue, my sister called me.
When I answered, she said Maya and I said yeah.
She seemed concerned, but she didn't say anything. She just
went on with the normal conversation. The other people started
calling and tell me that they had been trying to
call me for the last several days but just couldn't
get through. Well, I blew it off, blame it on
bad reception or something. But then I got a call
from an editor I had been working with on a project,
and she too complained about not getting through. But then
she said something that really got my attention. She said
that one of the times she tried to call me,
an ugly, demonic sounding voice answered saying Maya's not here today,
And she said it kept saying it over and over
and over until the phone went dead. I replied, what.
I still didn't believe it until it hit me. I
thought back to that day that I saw a sliver
of a black smoke looking thing zip into my phone.
I put two and two together and knew that must
have been a demon. I guess it finally moved on
and that's what allowed the calls to break through. To
this day, I wonder what it was saying to people
when they'd tried to call. It must have been scaring
them off. My friends and family never came out about it.
I got the feeling they'd rather not. That is absolutely creepy,
ladies and gentlemen, the capital c R e ep y.
Not that I need to di spell it for you,
but I thought that just fit. So that was me
being a little bit dramatic. But yeah, that's that's horrible.
I do believe spirits can totally interface with electronics. I've
never heard a story like that before in all the
years I've been researching the paranormal, though. I got to
tell you, that's that's incredibly unusual. But then again, she
maybe is the only one to ever seen it happen.
Like you know, how many of us would pay attention
to a small shadow in a room, and probably most
of us would glance right over it. But this person
saw it and saw it go into the phone, and
then sure enough, the phone goes to hell for a while,
so I guess it finally moved out it had enough
or whatever that whatever that stay was for. But yeah,
really really really creepy. But anyway, guys, I hope you've
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