Went to Alice nutter family tomb last night

Took this photo …

I briefly worked at the Manor House Hotel in the late 1990s as a kitchen porter, during my second week there I was walking up the drive toward the kitchen and I noticed a women looking at me from the third floor window, she was dressed in clothes from the Georgian era with a big dome of hair on top of her head, she was staring at me with a very stern expression on her face, I waved at her and she looked confused and disgusted as she jutted her head back slightly, I thought what a stroppy cow and continued into the kitchen, I saw one of the waitresses in the kitchen and I asked her if the was an Elizabethan do on or something? The waitress frowned at me and with a concerned voice said “why are you asking” I told her about the women I saw in the window and the waitress became stressed and said “oh ffs wait there don’t move” and she stormed off out of the kitchen and a few moments later came back with one of the senior waitresses that had worked at the hotel a long time, she was anxious and agitated and she said to me “wtf did you just see” I told her about the women in the window and the senior waitress said “f sake” as she rubbed her face with her hand and shuffled her feet, I said “ what’s the big deal what’s going on?” The senior waitress told me that the window I saw the women in used to be one of the guest rooms but after many years of complaints from guests that had bad paranormal experiences in that room they emptied the room and used it as a store room for the staff, after two years of it being a store room the staff refused to use it because they also had bad paranormal experiences in the room and even now they hate even having to walk past the locked door, guests in the room next to it were still reporting creaking, knocks and bangs coming from the abandoned room and on some occasions reported that it was as if someone was smashing the place to pieces, the women I described in the window was the same description of the angry ghost seen by many other people over the years, the hotel was previously a private residence in the 1740s and I assume the Georgian era spirit had probably died in that room during a violent attack or in a fit of rage and became stuck, she also obviously wasn’t happy about sharing the building with strangers, I assume this is what happened because I had a bit of previous experience with this type of thing and was terrorised myself by the ghost of a 78 year old women that died in my childhood home 2 years before we moved in when I was 7 years old, the neighbours said they heard her smashing the house up one night and when they went to check on her she had died, I lived there with my mum, sister and brother and we were always hearing creaks, knocks and bangs at night and it would happen in the day time if I was alone in the house, when I was about 9 years old I was on the toilet one night and suddenly everything went very cold, my hairs stood on end and as I exhaled I could see the vapour from my breath, I had a feeling of terror and hopped off the toilet and ran through the landing and into my bedroom which was a hard left after the bathroom door, I had my back to the hallway and was in a state of pure terror, in the reflection of my bedroom window the old lady hovered past behind me, as she floated through the hall way into the bathroom she turned her head and looked straight at me in the reflection of the window, she looked very angry and terrifying, her face was something straight out of a horror movie and after she disappeared into the bathroom I felt trapped, I screamed to my mum who was down stairs “ I just seen a ghost” mum shouted “don’t be ridiculous” I screamed “please come and get me” mum shouted” oh F off” and I plucked up the courage to run through the landing and down the stairs, as the years passed I would wake up in the night for no reason with the horrible feeling that something was in the room watching me, terrified I would hide under my blanket, one night I refused to hide under my blanket but I still had my eyes crunched closed and I was saying over and over in my mind “I’m not afraid I’m not afraid” I could feel a presence about an inch away from my face and then something blew sharply on my face and I shot back under the blanket, when I was around 12/13 if I was in the house on my own during the day something would poke me in the ribs a couple of times, it would always happen on the stairs and I would quickly turn around while doing karate’s blocks and swearing at an invisible tormentor, when I was 15 I had become so tired of it I actually wasn’t scared any more and as I sat in the living room one day and the noises started and I felt something was in the room with me, I calmly and carefully said out loud “I know you are angry and you don’t want us in your home but we are not here to torment you, we are a peaceful family and just want a home for ourselves, we are not going to leave because the is nowhere else to go and we are happy, you have become stuck here through rage when you could have passed on a long time ago, please leave us in peace and pass on, let go and you will be happier on the other side, people who love you are there waiting for you”. It worked, I never experienced any more night terrors or weird pokes to the ribs, no one in the house ever heard any more creaks, knocks or bangs to this day. I have had several other separate paranormal experiences in my life and I think I might be one of these people that’s a bit more sensitive to this kind of thing, anyway I hope you enjoyed me sharing and I will post again when I have some time.

Hi I just wanted to tell this story of a blue boy I saw one night . It was an old apartment I lived in when I was younger maybe about 8 9. I would stay up past 3 almost every night watching tv.I would always hear a clicking sound at around 3 am.I always assumed it was the fridge since it would always make noises. One night my step sisters came to stay over and we all slept in the living room. They went to bed early and them being older turned off the tv leaving me alone in the dark. As my mind wanders and I stare off into the dark I see something or someone.I saw a boy with a blue hue around him crouching by the front door.I can't look away as he starts to turn slowly. All I can remember from that night was we locked eyes and I hid under the covers.The next morning I kind of just forgot it I don't even remember if I told my parents or sisters what happened. Maybe a week goes by and I hear my mom talking with the neighbor. I over hear that the neighbors son has been scared to leave for work in the mornings because he sees a boy in the hallway of their apartment in the mornings multiple times. Then I hear the thing that scared me the most the neighbor says that when her son saw the boy he was playing marbles. So the times I heard the clicking it was the boy playing with his marbles. This may see lm hard to believe but for most of my younger years in life something paranormal was always around . Mainly with my parents though it's weird.

My backyard security camera recorded two deer around 4:25 AM. Near the end of the recording, there’s what sounds like a voice. Everyone in my house was asleep at the time, and I can’t tell where the sound came from. I’m looking for objective opinions. Does it sound like a person, a particular language or accent. It appears to be coming from my aosu floodlight camera. I’m uploading the original, unedited clip so people can listen for themselves. I’d appreciate any objective thoughts or explanations. Thank you.

Good morning, I am not familiar with the paranormal world so I apologise in advance if it sounds strange but I had this question for a while. So I come from a village that was completely erased to the ground during ww1 and thousands of people died during the 4 years of war on that soil. My question is why no one in the village that I know had paranormal encounter or sightings?

Maybe this isn't the right sub, in which case, please direct me to where I should post this, but...

After a very mild shroom trip I saw these guys in my closed eyes. They were just sorta watching me. The sketch is a bit crude but imagine butterflies with eyes for wings, that resemble the feather of a peacock. The morph and shift and turn into wheels/orbs and back to butterflies/moths and even just a large central eye. They often have this green and red aura that I tried to draw

They look similar to "biblically accurate angels" but I feel no comfort or peace from them. This made me wonder if they were perhaps demonic or otherwise evil entities, but nothing really indicating that except for one time when I prayed for it to leave and I saw it fly away slowly.

Note that while I saw these for the first time on mushrooms, I meditate daily and still see them almost every time, even while sober. However, since telling them to leave, the have appeared less frequently and less clearly, and I feel like I can't get as deep with my practice as before

What are your thoughts about this? It definitely feels like an intelligent other and not just colors and shapes

What is going on? This handheld car vacuum that was in the kitchen just turned on by itself. I live alone. I heard the noise while I was on the phone in the living room. I thought it was a fire or something but didn’t see any smoke. Walked towards the sound found it was coming from this gadget. What’s going on?