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Post by chris on Mar 10, 2017 19:41:25 GMT -5
It's very unusual for people to feel heat from a ghost. I'm not sure that I've even heard of it before.
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Post by Sam on Mar 11, 2017 5:08:22 GMT -5
Your wife wasn't afraid of the ghost? I live in Appalachia, where there are lots of ghost stories and even today, people just seem to accept that strange things happen. But getting shook while sleeping and slapped across the face would share anybody. I wouldn't stay in a house where ghosts were physically attacking me. I'm kind of surprised that she stayed with you after she found out about the ghost.
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Post by markw on Mar 11, 2017 18:15:53 GMT -5
Before the slapping event my wife really wasn't afraid, no more than I was. I think she just ignored it, pretended it didn't exist. She would put glasses away like nothing had happened, like it was a normal part of life for glasses to be on table in the morning. I had my scares too but up until this event there hadn't been anything really physical. This no doubt terrified her and we had a priest come to the house just to bless it, which at that time was still a normal event in Italy. Nothing happened, but it calmed my wife. It didn't stop the events that followed either. We did start looking for a place to move to and eventually did about 10 months later. Sue followed us but never touched my wife again. Two years later we moved to Pisa and everything stopped for a long time. Eventually my wife just forgot it all, or rather chose not to remember.
As far as the heat is concerned.. I have felt the freezing cold air of her near me, or when I first step into a room I guess she had been in, or a cold feeling on my arm or a freezing breeze across the back of my neck.. but only this once was it hot. In this case she didn't just pass by, or stand next to me, or lightly touch me - she walked right into the same space I was in.
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Post by Sam on Mar 12, 2017 23:54:56 GMT -5
Before the slapping event my wife really wasn't afraid, no more than I was. I think she just ignored it, pretended it didn't exist. She would put glasses away like nothing had happened, like it was a normal part of life for glasses to be on table in the morning. I had my scares too but up until this event there hadn't been anything really physical. This no doubt terrified her and we had a priest come to the house just to bless it, which at that time was still a normal event in Italy. Nothing happened, but it calmed my wife. It didn't stop the events that followed either. We did start looking for a place to move to and eventually did about 10 months later. Sue followed us but never touched my wife again. Two years later we moved to Pisa and everything stopped for a long time. Eventually my wife just forgot it all, or rather chose not to remember.
As far as the heat is concerned.. I have felt the freezing cold air of her near me, or when I first step into a room I guess she had been in, or a cold feeling on my arm or a freezing breeze across the back of my neck.. but only this once was it hot. In this case she didn't just pass by, or stand next to me, or lightly touch me - she walked right into the same space I was in.
Your wife pretending that it didn't exist and just forgetting about it is really unusual. Did you have any kids in the house, or did she ever bother people who were visiting?
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Post by pat on Mar 14, 2017 0:42:49 GMT -5
I don't think that I've ever heard of anything quite like this. Has anyone else?
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Post by markw on Mar 14, 2017 17:29:12 GMT -5
We didn't have any kids at that time, our first girl was born a few years after we moved to Pisa, then the next one almost 4 years later when were still in Pisa. It took a while for my wife to get over the things that happened, especially the slap. I think it really faded once our first girl was born and then 4 years passed and the second was born. We lived in Pisa for 13 years and not once did Sue show up there, so to her it was something from the past. Once we found out she was pregnant she reminded me to never bring the board into the house, but never mentioned anything about Sue until many years later. I was wrong to say that she forgot, rather we chose to not think about it as life with the kids took precedence and nothing happened for all those years.
Sue almost never did anything when anyone else was in the house in Vicenza and only did anything late at night. One friend that came over fairly regularly heard her moving glasses in the kitchen a few times but I always blamed the cat. That was only a few times as she almost never made herself known to anyone except to me and Terri, and then I guess got used to my wife so included her.
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Post by kitty on Mar 16, 2017 17:04:26 GMT -5
Did you ever go to a psychic or have you ever been hypnotized to try to find out what caused might have caused these visitations?
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Post by markw on Mar 17, 2017 17:32:05 GMT -5
No I haven't, not to a psychic nor have I been hypnotized. I never trusted psychics that advertise themselves, and for a long time tried to keep this just to the few people that knew because they were involved. With no internet or groups that I could talk to, it was hard back then to find people that would listen, especially in Italy. I imagine in the states it would have been easier but at the same time probably too many fake psychics and I did not want to waste my time or be ridiculed. We lived in Pisa from 1993 to 2006, with no sign of her at all. I thought everything was over and just moved on with my life.
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Post by jason on Mar 25, 2017 2:23:26 GMT -5
No I haven't, not to a psychic nor have I been hypnotized. I never trusted psychics that advertise themselves, and for a long time tried to keep this just to the few people that knew because they were involved. With no internet or groups that I could talk to, it was hard back then to find people that would listen, especially in Italy. I imagine in the states it would have been easier but at the same time probably too many fake psychics and I did not want to waste my time or be ridiculed. We lived in Pisa from 1993 to 2006, with no sign of her at all. I thought everything was over and just moved on with my life. It's not too late to contact a reputable hypnotist to try to find out what caused this haunting.
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Post by markw on May 5, 2017 17:25:33 GMT -5
As I said at the end of part 3, after we moved to Pisa in 1993 there were no more events for a long time. Nothing at all between that dream event in Sept 1992 until May 2010. Cathy and I moved to Pisa in August 1993, in 1996 our first daughter was born, let’s call her Sherry. In 2000 our second daughter Dorothy was born. We stayed in Tuscany until 2006 when we moved back to Vicenza. We moved into a new house and everything was fine. My work expanded and I started traveling more to Germany and also to Israel and Kosovo. In 2010 she came back, first in dreams and then more and more in person. Here are the main events from 2010 to the first event of 2011, taken from my diary:
May 2010 : At home in Vicenza, a dream I was walking in a shopping mall in Beersheva, Israel, and sat down in an open area to watch the people for a while. This woman was walking along one side, her face was always turned while she looked in the windows.. she got close and suddenly turned towards me. I was startled for a moment and then realized that I was not in Israel yet, so this was a dream. And it was Sue, no doubt about it. She has not changed. She sat down on the bench in front of me and looked at me for a moment. “I need to warn you Mark, it has been a long time and there are those that wish you ill. They see a weakness in your family and wish to use it to get to you. I can show you, and you can learn. Same as in the past, pay attention and the future might be changed. Or maybe not.” I asked her what she wanted with my family, and she shook her head. “Tis not me, come and I’ll show you.” We stood up and she reached out her hand. I placed my hand in hers and immediately we were outside in front of a club, a discotheque from the music coming out. The bouncer was in front of us and he was letting young people pass. We stood to the side. Then Sherry and a couple of her friends walked by and went into the disco. Sue and I followed, no one asked for anything – like they didn’t even see us. Sherry and her friends were at a table talking, and after a few minutes the two friends got up and walked away, headed to find the bathroom. Sherry was there alone. This guy walked up and asked her if she wanted to dance. She said no, but he sat down next to her anyway. He asked if he could at least get her a coke and she said okay. He walked over to the bar, got a coke, and brought it back for her. She started drinking it. I tried to grab her and tell her not to, but my hands went right through her and she did not hear my voice. It was like I was a ghost! She finished the coke and her eyes were dazed. She tried to stand up and stumbled. The guy held her up and another came out of nowhere to help him guide her out of the disco. I tried everything I could to stop them, but no one even knew I was there! They led her outside and Sue and I followed. They came to a van where another two guys were, the side door opened, and they pushed her inside. The others jumped in and the van took off. I tried to chase it but couldn’t keep up. I saw that we were in Marina di Pisa. When I stopped running Sue told me that what we saw has not happened yet, but will. She said Sherry would never be found, alive or dead. Her loss will destroy me, push me over the edge quickly, causing me to commit suicide. I begged her to show me what I can do to stop this from happening. All she said was: “Guide her, talk to her, try to get her to understand the dangers, and pray she pays attention. You know she doesn’t listen much, she thinks she knows the ways of the world. The world is about to eat her alive. She will be raped and murdered, this I promise you, unless you can get her to be careful.” She reached out to me with a tear running down her cheek. I flinched away, and woke up.
Of course the next day I told Sherry over and over to be careful, made sure she understood about date-rape drugs and the ways guys may get a girl to drink them. I told her about my dream.. and prayed.
May 2010 In Beersheva, Israel, Dream Was dreaming I was at a baseball game with Sherry and Dorothy, when a girl sat down next to me. I turned to her and saw it was Sue. When I turned the other way, the girls were gone. “It’s just a dream, love, don’t worry, they are fine. For how long may be up to you. You need to clean the house, keep the spirits out. Sand from Jerusalem or Nazareth, water from the Jordan, and oil from Galilee.. mix well and pray. Place a drop on every window, every door, every wall, floor, and ceiling, every entrance to your house. Put a drop on them as well if you can. This will make your house into a ball of light so bright no spirit or demon can come close. Use His name often while you do it, it is his blood that controls us all. This will help, maybe she will be less influenced by them, maybe she will actually listen to your warnings, maybe this will save her – and you.” I looked down at the game, felt her hand leave mine, then looked back to her – and she was gone. Before I left Israel I took a side-trip north, got sand from the outskirts of Nazareth, and water from the Jordan river. I didn’t go as far north as Galilee, but found some olive oil in a store that says it’s from there. Late May 2010 I did as Sue asked. I mixed the sand, oil, and water, and said prayers in every room – putting a drop on every opening and surface.
June 2010 in Vicenza At home alone, sitting on couch eating and watching TV. I get up from the couch and something glitters on the floor in front of the door. I walk over and see a small puddle of water. Odd, no idea how that got there.. and another one forms in front of the other one. And another, and another. They look like foot prints; in fact in a couple they have the form of a foot! The prints form one after another all the way to the area in front of the bathroom and stairs, where they stop.
Late June 2010 in Garmisch, Germany I was in the restaurant at the Edelweiss Hotel in Garmisch, eating alone. The cabinets for placing the trays were in front of me to the right. A guy walked over to the cabinet and put his tray in and turned away. He was a few paces away when his tray came flying out, overturning on the floor – and she walked out of the cabinet. She looked over at me, smiled, and walked over to another table where a man and his wife were sitting. She reached to his coke and knocked the glass over on to the floor. The wife looked at her husband and called him a clumsy idiot, and he stammered that he hadn’t touched the glass. Sue just smirked and walked over to a counter where some plates were stacked. It seemed like she wanted to knock them over too when I heard a girl say: “ No, don’t do that.” I looked for the voice and saw a young girl, maybe 12 years old, staring at Sue. Sue looked at her and them at me, and smiled. She dropped her hand and walked right into the wall, disappearing. I looked over at the girl, and she looked at me for a second. Then she turned to her parents and started to say something but her father just put his hand up and she stopped. Later that evening, when I was down in the cellar restaurant to get a burger and beer, the girl walked in. She looked around and then come over to my table. “I only have a minute, my folks’ll freak if they see me talking to you. Did you see her? I know you did, please tell me you did!” I told her that I had seen the woman, that her name was Sue and she was a pest of a ghost. The girl laughed with relief. “I see ghosts sometimes, but no one believes me. At least now I know I’m not crazy! Thanks!” She gave me a kiss on the cheek and left.
Nov 2010, at home in Vicenza Cathy is upstairs and sees a woman walking into the bathroom, she is positive it was Sherry. 15-20 minutes later she goes to bathroom to see why it is taking her so long, but when she opens the door the room is empty. Sherry wasn't even at home at the time.
Nov 2010, in Beersheva Israel - Dreams & Reality mixing Had a very strange set of dreams, not sure I can get this right.. After a normal night of going out to eat and reading in the room, I set the alarm at 0600 so I could eat breakfast and be on the road at 0700. Then I go to bed. When the alarm goes off I get up, shower, shave, have breakfast, brush my teeth, read for a few and at 0700 get in the car and drive out of town towards work. After a while I am cruising listening to music when all of the sudden a woman’s voice says, “Pay attention to where you are and when, the end is near”. I smell her perfume but don’t see her. I’m going up a rise in between two walls cut into the desert.. and two trucks come over the hill right at me, one in each lane, leaving me nowhere to go. I slam on the brake and pull over as far to the right as I can, but it’s not far enough.. The truck hits me, a strong jolt and the car is in the air.. I close my eyes.. and the alarm goes off! I’m back in bed and its 0600 again. I get up, shower, shave, have breakfast, brush my teeth, and rather than read I get right in the car and leave.. its 0645. After a while I am cruising listening to music, I pass the rise in between the two walls cut into the desert, and over the hill. I think.. what a weird dream that was last night, when I smell her perfume again. Then her voice again. “Pay attention to where you are and when, the end is near. Leaving early will not help you”. I am in a long curve when the two trucks come from the other way. I recognize them, another 15 minutes down the road and they will be passing on the hill, but for now they are on their own side of the road. After they pass I look in the rearview mirror at them – and catch a glimpse of her light brown hair. Startled for a second, and when I look back to the road I have a big black car coming at me right in my lane, passing another car… I swerve but it’s too late, the car hits the back part of my car, spinning me.. I close my eyes.. and the alarm goes off again! I’m back in bed and its 0600 again. I reset the alarm for 0630 and go back to sleep. At 0630 I wake up and go through the routine again. This time I wait until 0730 to leave. When I get to the intersection where 40 meets 406 coming out of Beersheva I have to stop and wait for traffic.. the two trucks go past. I turn left and start out of town, but then stop at the first gas station for a coke and some water.. and to wait for the car that hit me to pass. Watching the road, I see a big black car go by. I wait a few more minutes and then pull out. I drove the entire route well under the speed limit, paying really close attention on all hills and curves.. but nothing happened and I arrived fine. I was awake this time.
9 Jan 11 In Beersheva Israel again. In the hotel bar with a coworker from Germany, having a cold beer. We’re just talking, and the bar is rather full for a change. There is a wedding party going on. Lots of people. Joe and I are at the bar counter and on the other side a girl walks up near the counter.. it’s Sue. I see Joe look towards her (she is a good looking woman). I get my cell phone out and take a picture of her – it actually works for a change. She stands there for a minute and then walks away.. she passes behind a pillar and doesn’t come back out. After a few minutes my friend asked what happened to the girl in black.. so he did see her.
This was just the start of many strange things that went on for a few years; really vivid dreams, visits in person, and mixtures. She helps, saves me and maybe my daughter (which in turn would save me), but then is also a prankster. At this time I didn’t know what to think of the footprints in my living room or the woman my wife saw upstairs, but that came out later. I’ll talk about that some other time. What was odd was that she was gone from my life completely for almost 18 years, but then came back stronger than ever. She wasn’t moving things in the house like she did years before, but was coming into my dreams to help me and then playing/pranking/visiting when I was away from home. And two other people saw her, the little girl in Germany and my friend that joined me in Israel. Made me feel just like the little girl – at least I knew I wasn’t completely crazy.
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Post by kitty on May 6, 2017 21:13:45 GMT -5
So have you accepted it as something that just happened, or do you want to find out what caused it?
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Post by markw on May 7, 2017 9:47:51 GMT -5
I've accepted everything that she has done for me and to me, that there is this being that has done so many different things, including other things I have not written about yet here; like the possessions that came next, conversations with her, etc. All these things, plus, happened. I called her from wherever she was over 40 years ago, that was the start as far as the interventions in my life. Where did I call her from? Where was she when she was not with me? Where is she right now? What is she? Those are the questions I have always had. Is she the spirit of someone that existed if that is possible? A type of demon or angel? Something else? I've worried about that on quite a few occasions. What is it that came into my house, into my mind, that walked into me, that has affected my life in many ways, and also took possession of people I know and others that I didn't know? This is the picture I took of her.. unfortunately the phone was an old Motorola Razor, horrible camera.
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Post by kitty on May 7, 2017 22:25:39 GMT -5
So she appeared as a real, 3-dimensional person.
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Post by Sam on May 8, 2017 3:08:02 GMT -5
This is the picture I took of her.. unfortunately the phone was an old Motorola Razor, horrible camera. I don't believe that I've ever seen a picture of a ghost that looked that solid before.
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Post by markw on May 10, 2017 15:55:21 GMT -5
Yes Kitty, she appeared as a real person and the picture showed the same. The friend that was with me had no idea that she wasn't human, or a live person however you want to think of it. Since she was so solid, and I have seen her just that solid again since then, it makes me think that maybe we see other ghosts or whatever in crowds, at parties, in clubs, on the street or any number of places and we just don't know it. Who is to say that if you take a picture of a busy discotheque at 2AM, or a concert, there isn't a ghost or two in the picture? If they can be this solid and you don't know them for what they are - you would never know.
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