My Paranormal Experiences

    I don’t remember how I got there—just that I was walking with purpose, like something was calling me forward. The hallway was dim, walls draped in a strange, shifting light, like moonlight underwater. Everything felt heavy, like the air had turned to syrup. I wasn’t afraid—just determined. That’s when I saw it. A faint glow in the wall ahead, like a doorway without a frame. It shimmered as if it should open, as if something beyond it wanted me to come through. I didn’t hesitate. I stepped forward. But instead of passing through, my cheek slammed into solid stone.   The pain was sharp, real. My face scraped against the cold surface, and for a moment, I was stunned—confused. Why couldn’t I get through? I knew I had been through that wall before. In another dream? Another life? I pressed my palm to the spot. It felt alive, like something was pulsing just beneath the surface—like a heartbeat. And then it responded. The stone rippled beneath my fingers. A whisper...

    Have you ever had a vivid dream, haunt you long after you had experienced it, well I had a few of those. Some dreams, can be scary, and strange,   In fact, they cross into territory that feels almost... otherworldly — as if the dream itself leaves a mark on your soul. One dream, in particular, still lingers in my mind like a shadow I can’t shake off. In this dream, I saw a woman — pale, almost ghost-like, with long black hair that shimmered like wet ink under a dim, invisible light. She stood motionless at first, her hollow eyes locked onto mine. Then, without warning, she reached into her mouth and began pulling. Strand after strand of her own hair spilled from between her lips, cascading down her chest and pooling at her feet. She didn’t flinch. She didn’t blink. She just kept pulling, an endless flow of black hair, as if something deep inside her needed to be purged. I stood frozen, both horrified and mesmerized, feeling like I had stumbled into a private ritua...