I’ve always felt that I was going to die from fright, I was gonna see a ghost and it will have scared me to death, I have a heart attack or something.
Growing up I heard stories from adults and even my siblings. They weren’t like tales they were experiences and I’ve since been scared of experiencing such things. There have been times when things have happened and I’m not sure what or how they happened.
-For instance, the night or the next I don’t remember exactly after a co-worker passed away I was in my bed half asleep when I suddenly felt a strong force grab my shoulders almost like a bear hug kinda and give me a hard shake. It was slow and I remember not being able to move, I felt paralyzed from the waste up, I couldn’t even scream. Once it had passed which seemed like minutes I was in shock like “what just happened” and I woke my husband and he calmed me and I went to sleep. I wasn’t sure what to think of that right away but when I thought back to how it felt, it was almost as if I could feel it was him, this man was 70+ when he passed and he had more energy then some of my younger employees. He was as tough as nails, Southern man’s man, very rugged. He’d give you a pat on the back that made your shoulder pop out, that’s how strong on and sweet he was. So when I felt that shake I could almost feel him saying “See ya Later tooter”.
-Growing up we had this wooden wine rack and it was in our living room, every so often we’d hear a like a strong knock. This started after one of my mom’s patients passed away. This lady considered my mom like the daughter she never had and my mom loved her as well. My mom always felt that Ms. Phyliss was watching over her, my mom had many experiences where she has felt her presence and she feels she has saved her from certain things too. Ms.Phyliss was another tough lady and tall and strong but very loving. We always felt she was the one knocking and letting us know she had her eye on us, the knock just felt like her and it was always that wine rack. When I moved out the knocking stopped and I didn’t hear a single knock until…
-My Grandmother passed away 2 years ago and I was sad and upset, but more so for my mom who had been with her in the hospital nursing her back to health and out of her death bed, only to come back home and have her mother pass away a few days later. I was really sad for my mom, so that night I began to pray to Ms Phyliss to take care of my grandmother and to hold her and hug her and welcome her and watch out for her I guess ( I know it’s kinda silly), I laid down in bed and as I closed my eyes I heard a loud strong stern knock on my dresser mirror (this used to be my mother’s by the way). Just that one knock and I felt a little scared but comforted at the same time. A couple times afterward I heard light soft taps on things, nothing like any of the other knocks I had become accustomed too, so I started to feel that was my Grandmother.
-My final and most recent experience was my husband’s grandfather passing away. We were all present in the hospital the day he died, I was with my sister-in-law’s when we heard Code Blue over the hospital PA system and we knew it was him, he had requested that there be no life saving procedures so we knew he was gone. I still get the chills. That night we went home and as I was beginning to fall asleep I heard a strong quick knock on the my corner of the window behind our bed, and I just knew it was him. I had heard the same knock in the same place the night before and it continued like maybe every few nights for about 2 weeks.
New house now, no knocks…yet. Those are the most recent experiences I have had and I don’t end up sleeping well for the ensuing weeks, and I also end up sleeping with a night light.
– There have been other things that have scared the sh!t out of me as well. After my husbands grandfather passed away my sister in law shared with me something I wish I had never heard of before. Her and my mother in law had said that a few days before grandpa had passed my sister in law had heard “Death’s Knock”, which is a loud bang. She described it almost like someone trying to open the door with and axe or a bat. My sister in law is 31 and a nurse, for the week after that she slept on her parents bedroom floor.
I’d never heard of “Death’s Knock” or Death’s notification that someone is going to die until then. Since hearing of such a thing I have heard it once, 2 days later my mom’s Uncle who was more like her father passed away. It was loud it was strong and I was paralyzed for a few minutes when I heard it. I fear that sound because I know what follows it, and I truly wish that I had never heard of such a thing. Sorry if I am passing along this “curse”
Those have been only a few experiences in my life, and short from writing a book I won’t share anymore on here. But just these 4 keep me scared of the dark and hiding my feet under the covers the second I get into bed. I just fear seeing something or being spoken too or harmed. If they have already shaken me an knocked on my furniture who’s to say they can’t slap me or hit me. That is why I am a chicken :)