My Paranormal Experiences

Blog Title: Whispers from the Astral Realm A Haunting Presence in My Dreams Lately, my nights have been filled with vivid nightmares that blur the line between dreams and astral travel. This week, I’ve had recurring encounters with a ghostly spirit girl, a presence that seems to visit my dreams more often than ever before. I think its the same ghost girl that tried to talk to me yesterday  she said something like, "um excuse me?" It all started with a fair. I found myself there, helping with drinks—everything felt oddly real, as if I had stepped into a different plane of existence. But then, the dream shifted, and suddenly, I was inside a strange house. The details were hazy, but I clearly remember the mirrors. One, in particular, stood out—a tall, eerie mirror that reflected more than just my image. Inside it, I saw two dead ghost girls, one was taller then the other  staring back at me. Their presence sent a chill through my entire being. This wasn’t the first time I had se...

Lost in the Unknown: A Dream of Fate and Fortune I wandered through the dimly lit streets of an unfamiliar city, the air thick with the scent of rain on pavement. The buildings loomed high, their facades shadowed and unrecognizable. I had no idea how I had arrived here—only that I was lost. Each turn I took led me deeper into the labyrinth of streets, the faces around me blurred and indifferent. Panic crept into my chest. I had no phone, no money, and no way to find my way home. Then, the sound of music stopped me in my tracks. A warm melody drifted through the air, guiding me like a lighthouse in the fog. I followed it, drawn toward the source—a grand but aged church at the end of the street. The doors were open, and the soft glow of candlelight spilled onto the steps. Inside, a choir was rehearsing, their voices lifting toward the vaulted ceiling in a harmony that sent shivers down my spine. Something pulled me forward. Without thinking, I stepped inside, my ragged clothes and weary ...