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Many Voices on the Day I Died

The Day I Died

This is a story of death (or at least a near death experience) that happened to me many years ago. There was a time that I went through a very dark phase in my life. I let my negative thoughts consume me. I spent many days thinking of how I hated my life. Most days I would go to work, come home, lie down, and cry myself to sleep.

“I felt more awake than ever.”

One of these days in particular, was so surreal. I had a rough afternoon at work, came home, and flopped myself down on my bed. I remember closing my eyes, and starting to doze off. I had left my bedroom light off, but when I came to, there was a soft light in my room.

Many voices — but no one was there

My brain felt foggy, I knew I was sleeping, but at the same time felt more awake than ever. It was then that I noticed I was lying on the floor. I was supposed to be on my bed, but how did I end up on the floor? I heard soft sounds in the background and felt an overwhelming feeling of sadness. I observed that I also felt strange, as if I were not in control of my own body. Suddenly, I heard the noises again like a person was sobbing. I did not see anyone around me, and pulled myself nearer to the sound.

As I crawled on the floor my room was bigger than before and darker too. The crying sounds grew louder, and it felt as though I were at a wake. The ambience was somber and I did not know why I was there. All I knew was I kept crawling towards the source of the sound. The closer I moved towards the crying sounds, the louder and more disturbing they grew. There was no other person present but it sounded as though there were many voices.

Another chance

When I thought I had reached the sounds, I then heard a loud voice in my head. Unlike the wailing sounds I heard around me, this internal voice was firm and commanding. I clearly heard, “You better hurry up!” I felt my entire body shake and opened my eyes. I examined my surroundings and found myself back in my bed.

To this day, I cannot account for what happened. I’ve had nightmares, and lucid dreams, but this experience was very different. Since that day, the only thing I could understand from this was that I died or had a near-death experience and was given another chance.

— Anonymous in USA

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Haunted asylum bathhouse

Haunted asylum bathhouse

Even before I knew of the haunted asylum bathhouse, a lot of weird stuff happened to me. First, let me be clear on one thing: This was at my parents’ house. When I was thirteen, my grandparents got custody over me. The activity is still happening today at my house. For some reason, I believe that spirits become attached to me. I also believe I was connected with psychic abilities as a child. It would not be much of a surprise if there was a form of paranormal phenomena happening because I always believed in the paranormal.

I lived in the town of Mount Clemens; it is a small place with some buildings and little suburbs, which I lived in at the time. It was a small, house with a basement and the garage was in our backyard, strangely.

“The place once was a mental asylum.”

A little way down is a hospital. Not the Mount Clemens general hospital, another one, near Chesterfield, I believe.

Well, I know about it because my mother was suffering from schizophrenia, which is a main reason of me having to live with my grandparents. On a visit, I spoke to her about it, and she told me the other patients had spoken about how the place once was a mental asylum. This as a matter of fact, is true. I didn’t believe it at first because, hell, would you believe someone who said that it was haunted? Anyway, my mom had said the nurses and doctors confirmed this.

“They never wanted to go to the haunted asylum bathhouse.”

The patients eerily complained about the same thing: They never wanted to go to the bathhouse. The bathhouse was in the basement part of the hospital, it was abandoned and run down. The nurses told my mom that it was just dirty, out-of-condition bathtubs, rusty water heaters, and the main electricity box.

Many patients had complained that when they went down there, (I don’t know why there was a reason to go there!) they would hear of whispers and screams and see weird things. They would hear footsteps and see black shapes at night.

The patient next to her even described having a night terror about being in the bathhouse, surrounded by doctors while she was strapped on a cold metal table and being tortured with rusty lab equipment. She had also had night terrors about getting electric therapy. At first I thought this was complete BS because my mom had obviously been drugged to calm down, and the patients may have been, too. But after a little research, I did learn that this was actually true. I one day hope to visit that place.

— Anonymous in Michigan

Note: minor edits have been made to protect privacy.

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War ghosts haunt converted church

WWI ghosts haunt converted church.

Converted church in England houses WWI ghosts.

So, I live in a converted church and always feel wary that something is within my bed room or as if something is watching me. Only a few days ago I felt like researching my home and I discovered that the church car park was a grave yard back in World War I. WWI ghosts?

“I can speak to ghosts. … Something was in my bed.”

I have also found out I can speak to ghosts. I woke up feeling like something was in my bed and I couldn’t move, I just lay and then moved as quickly as I possibly could, I turned over with my back to the object. I then couldn’t sleep as I saw a figure of a women standing next to my bed so then I turned over again and tried to forget about it.

“I heard footsteps and knocking on my door.”

A few weeks later I began to see things and heard footsteps and knocking on my door. I then recorded it on my phone so that I could play it to my parents as I was hesitant to get off my bed. That night I saw a girl lay at the end of my bed and a little boy stood next to her with what looked like a gas mask around his neck. I decided to lie so that I couldn’t see anything, and woke up early hours in the morning with a child’s voice whispering in my ear.

I now see these people in my room almost once a week and feel as though they follow me round school and are watching me sleep. But these past few nights I can’t sleep and have had the bed cover pulled off me and had things going missing in my bedroom, has anybody also had this?

— Rosie in England

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