dking777 said:
My parents taught me to be polite and discreet about this - so - I didn't run around making 'moans, screams' and dragging around chains. If they hadn't of taught me this, I probably would of just to get a reaction from some people. (Especially one of my siblings.)
I have to admit to a deliberate scare once. I had a NDE after I turned 18 and no longer felt I lived solely under the authority of my parents. I found myself being escorted back to this world by a couple of 'divine spirits' and the more I got in tune with the 'worldly mind' I had left behind - the more I couldn't resist paying my 'sibling' a visit - as a bona fide ghost.
(My sibling made the character of 'Nellie Oleson' from Little House on the Prairie look like Cinderella in comparison.) This sibling had some 'pay-backs' coming and I was looking for some chains to rattle.
The 'head divine spirit' was reluctant to agree to it. I thought I had broke the apron strings from my parents and now I had to contend with a spiritual authority figure. I had never been able to reach the mind of this sibling about any of my testimony from the afterlife, reincarnation or the spiritual path. They were sort of 'atheist' in the mindset. She would give 'lip service' when asked by some - but behind everyone's back was the biggest skeptic and critic of spirit. I felt the only way to reach their mind was to give her something to remember. At the heart of it - was good intentions and a pure motive from my heart.
She told the story for many years. She heard something moaning and groaning and woke up from her sleep. She couldn't believe her ears were hearing what she thought she was hearing and she stepped out of bed - only to have a cold wet hand grab her foot as the bed started shaking, rattling and rolling with the sound of chains rattling. My 'spirit' was putting on a show. She took off running and screaming for Mom....and she glanced to look back to see this 'white humaniod' shape come flying out from the bed and stand in the room 'glowing.'
The time line got blurred due to my accident and amnesia. My Mom and her never talked about it. I didn't recall that portion of my NDE until after a month.
(I couldn't even remember my Mom or sibling at first.) Then, about five weeks later, I recalled that portion of my NDE.
(My sibling was a skeptic and wouldn't allow herself to believe I had actually died in a car accident.) It was the first memory I had return of this sibling and I told her,
"You better be glad I did come back, cause I had it on my mind to haunt you until your dying day. Don't you remember me shaking your bed that night to wake you up. I was trying to wake you up in more ways than one. You is evil."
The only two people who knew about that incident was her and my Mom. They said they had never spoken about it. I told them why.
"You are just a step away from being a grown woman. That night, you had to get your Momma to help you change your diaper. You wet yourself. You was slipping and sliding all over the place trying to get away from the sight of my ghost staring you in the face like it was. Your Momma had to pull you out of your own mess and help get you cleaned up."
My sibling never doubted it was me. She just believed it was some sort of David Copperfield slight of hand illusion that made her 'think' she was seeing a ghost. A part of it was, they felt the incident happened several days prior to the accident. I told them,
"That might be. On the other side, there is no such thing as time. When I was told I could do it, I got so excited about it - I didn't look where I was going. I may have stepped back into the time zone a little earlier than it was. I was wishing would have had the chance to have done that alot sooner than I did."
The bottom line was - it was actually an act of love on my part. I had been warned by the 'spirits' that it wouldn't do any good to her mind. I told them,
"At least, I tried."
My sibling didn't carry a grudge for it. The last time we spoke about it - we laughed. She thought I had got her 'good' that night. She always said she wished she figured out who I had 'tricked' her into thinking she was seeing my ghost. She still thought I had some sort of 'glow in the dark' sheet and had climbed out the window with a rope. She was always trying to butter me up to share that 'secret' magic trick with her - so - she could do the same thing to someone.
(As if it was slight of hand rather than a paranormal occurrence.) I told her, "When you die, you will know all about it. God have mercy on whoever you decide to haunt." She replied,
"I can't believe your still trying to get me to believe that was actually your ghost. Until my dying day - I will never believe it is possible because I don't believe in ghosts." I told her,
"If you come at me.... you better think twice. Because all I am going to to is laugh at your ghost and tell you -- I told you so. I will get the last laugh on you."
A ghost story with a little twist - told from the 'ghost' who came back. :laugh:
Sincerely,
DKing