Spirit at the Funeral

In November of 2004 my daughter's husband died of a heart attack he was only 30 so a week later we had his funeral we got to the graveside I was standing about 15 feet from my daughter as her and her husband's family were more important than me when I felt someone stood next to me and held my arm I looked nothing anyway my daughter started to really cry so I did what any dad would I went to her to comfort her as I put my arm around her I looked at up at the vicar and standing next to him I saw her husband and my dad ( my dad had been dead 18 years) I kept this to myself until we went to a local pub to toast him my wife said your quite what's up I told her what I thought I saw and said the funny thing is mark my daughter's husband was wearing a burgundy shirt she said don't be silly he only were sports gear my daughter overheard us and said look dad I want to show you a picture of Mark I keep in my bag he was wearing a burgundy shirt she said he only wear that shirt once that was at his brothers funeral 5 years before it gave me a chill my life has changed since that day strange things happen in our home all the time things move things go missing my dogs won't come in doors they make strange sounds at the stairs a number of people wont come back to my home I tell them all is coincidences (I must point out I am the biggest no believer in the world)I try to find reasons for what's going on but carnt my wife went to our local sprit church and the lady there told her what is going on and that they are trying to contact me I find this hard to believe then my dog got really ill and went to vets they said don't hold out for to much I went to cemetery as last hope asked my dad for help 3 days later why sitting on my sofa a (voice that my wife herd as well) said to me I am here I got really spooked my wife went to stay with her mum for 2 weeks till I promised her it was ok to come home loads more is going on but not enough space to tell you about it.

strange occurance

Just something that happened that seemed so strange to me. I was in the kitchen washing dishes and I had my infant daughter in a small bassinet(crib) next to the counter on the opposite side of the sink, in the living room when suddenly I heard a very loud noise. It was breaking, shattering glass. I froze. I didn't know what it was for a few seconds, then I ran around to see what it was looking for my daughter on the floor where I always placed her in her infant seat and did not see her realizing that day I didn't place her on the floor, but in the bassinet. On the coffee table I had a thick glass bowl for fruits. It was empty but it had shattered in hundreds of tiny pieces all by itself, right where my daughter would have been. I was alone in the apartment. How can a thick glass just break by itself? The other strange part is that I always placed my daughter right next to the coffee table in front of the TV everyday since I watched soap operas, for some reason that day I didn't and left her in her bassinet. After that I always had any glass votives or sconces on walls falling down and breaking, I kept replacing them, and before I knew it they were always broken on the floor, everything fell of my wall one day by itself, there was no one banging on the walls or anything going on outside. I moved out months later then ended up moving back to the same apartments about a year later, I got the apt. on the opposite side of my old one and so many other things would also happen there that were very strange. I don't know why I really wasn't scared and moved out of there. This was around 1993. I had a maid taking care of my daughter and one day I got home from work and she wasn't home, then my landlord came to my door and told me the maid was at her apt. with my daughter and she was so scared and didn't want to return till I had a priest throw holy water in the apt. which I didn't get a priest but did get some holy water and spread it all over the apt. she never told me what happed

Stranger in the house

My family was going out to dinner one night. My sister was feeling sick, so she stayed home. Anyway, we were just getting in the car to drive home when my sister called my mom's cellphone. She siad that she heard footsteps coming up the stairs. My mom told her o get a blanket, a hanger, and hide in her closet incase it was a robber. She also said to keep the phone with her. We had to stop to get gas because the tank was empty, so we couldn't get home right away. We stayed on the phone with her the whole time. Suddenly, she said that something had just fallen, and it sounded heavy. There it was again! she screamed. As soon as we got home, my dad grabbed a hammer and went around the house searching. He said everything was safe, and we could go to bed. I went into my room and saw that all my trophies and medals had fallen off the shelves, and there were footprints (much larger then mine) clearly imprinted in the carpet. The scary thing was, we set the alarm to our windows and doors, and none of the alarms had gone off the whole night.

trauma

my mum died of cancer on xmas eve 2005 all that year my husband graham had attended hospital with her for differnt treatments to try to prolong her life after her death my husband became very ill he lost an enormous amount of blood and was fighting for his life in the operating room my two daughters were waiting outside that room when afloating mist came throughout the theatre doors and floated down the corridor paused and disappeared we think it was my mum taking care of graham because he was always there for her something was there because we cannot get that pearly white vision out of our heads i hope it was her