Going on my sixth year of dealing with the paranormal, the year 2009 brought me an encounter I never planned on coming across. I had been 16 years old and I was staying at my grandmother's place to watch over the house as well as her dog while she was away vacationing in Australia for three weeks.
To catch you up on some things, she has a shadow ghost there. I do not really know who he is or what his name is but he does have a pioneer/farmer look to him. My grandmother and grandfather (Nana and Gigi) had moved into the area in 1974 and were the first people to live in the house, so I know for a fact that the ghost is attached to the land and not the residence. The area had been used for farming in the early 1900s so maybe he was a farmer in the past. Why he's in my Nana's house, I have no idea.
I had started seeing him when I was 14. Naturally, I pinned it to just being my imagination because honestly, I did not want to believe that I was seeing a ghost. Although I have been experiencing these encounters with several spirits for the past 3 years, I still did not want to believe or recognize that I have this ability. It wasn't until 2008 when my grandfather had gotten very sick from cancer that I started to accept the fact that I wasn't going crazy because he too had seen this shadow ghost. He had described him exactly the way I did when I had first seen him lurking in the hallway.
My Gigi had passed July 2008 and my Nana had gone on her trip January of 2009. I was in my second week of staying at her house and I have sensed "him" throughout the home but that wasn't anything unusual because I always have. It was about midnight when I decided to go to bed. I was on the phone with my boyfriend and as I got to the hallway (because my Nana's room is at the end of it) I started to get creeped out. I hated the fact that I had to walk down the hall in the dark but I had no choice, so I did... I had just finished telling my boyfriend that I hate walking down there alone and then all of a sudden I walked into something.
Instinctively I put my arms to my chest (the way you do when you walk into someone unexpectedly), I looked up and saw this tall dark figure and screamed. I ended up booking it back to the living room and I started crying. I was terrified. I actually walked in to a spirit. I think it was more of the fact that I didn't walk through him and instead I actually bumped into him. It was cold and solid (no word of a lie) it actually felt like I walked in to a dead body (no pun intended). I was so scared that my body would not physically move out of the living room for about half an hour, I had been in a total state of shock. Even though I have dealt with the paranormal before, I did not expect to officially meet a spirit that way...
Is there anyone else who has had this same experience? When I first thought of ghosts, I thought you'd be able to walk through them and not into them. I guess some are different.
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