Transparent people - ghosts

[Foggyday124]

Name changed for this, hope it worked! 😅

I’ve been reading a thread on ghosts with interest and it got me thinking.
I was diagnosed with cancer last year, and although I’m still here and I should be here for a while longer, the whole ordeal has got me thinking. I thought there was life after death, maybe reincarnation? But after the cancer diagnosis and the utter utter feeling of despair and loneliness and COLD, like death cold, I was so freaked out that all my beliefs went out of the window.
However the thread on ghosts I was reading a couple of days ago talks about transparent beings (or something like that): people/entities you see that are not actually there, and it did happen to me twice. The first time my child was in hospital, death or life situation, and when I got back into his room after making a phone call outside I saw my grandma sitting on a chair next to his bed. My grandma died a long time ago, but she was there. So I knew that his situation was really serious but also that there was someone looking after him, someone who had loved me so much.
The second time I was going down the stairs in a building, and there was this really angry and evil creature with a human body but a distorted face looking up at me, and I think he? realised that I was looking at him.

Has it even happened to you?
I guess I’m trying to ‘understand’ where I stand on the subject of whether this is the only life I’m given, ever.

The life we live lives on in the hearts of others.

So sorry to hear of your diagnosis 💔

As a child around 2 and a half my God father committed suicide after being in a bad car accident. He used a walking stick but struggled daily with pain.

One day i was playing on the drive with my dolls when my mum said she swore she heard his walking (she didn't say that to me only when i got older) i then started talking to him saying hello bobert because i couldn't say Robert and sat chatting away to him. My mum said she just froze.

The house i live in now has had some strange going ons nothing nasty or horrible just not easily explained for example, i went on holiday with my DH and his 2 DS i accidentally left the one DS coats hanginh on the back of the chair in the kitchen my mum was coming round everyday to move post water my hanging baskets ect and she called one day asking if i knew I'd left the coat, she then rang the next day sounding panicked she asked who else had a key i said no one, she has 1 my DH had his with us and mine were at home she then explain the coat had been laid out on the table....weird

I asked the neighbor's one day who lived here before and they said a lovely old couple the man had sadly passed in hospital and the lady passed in the house in bed which is DSS,s room. In that room you always feel like you being watched. When i vac in there i freeze sometimes feeling scared to turn around feeling certain someone is standing behind me.

I had my god son and daughter sleepover and they sleep in that room when stepsons aren't here. My god daughter was 3 at the time and as i was cooking their breakfast i could hear her saying we're having pancakes it's our favourite are you having breakfast (her brother was in high chair with me) so i walked into living room and asked who she was talking to she replied the really nice lady that come into stepson's room 😮 just relieved she said really nice lady.

I do entirely believe something happens after life.

I wish you well and send you my very best wishes ❤

OP
What happened with the evil face guy? Did you keep walking? Did he go past/ disappear?

Since a very young age I've always felt someone was with me. Most of the time (she) I think, is okay and just present. I can feel her. Then other times she isnt happy and I really feel she tries to scare me. I watched a dumbbell fly off my set of draws across the room. I used to be trying to sleep and she would be walking round my bed constantly and I would put my head under the quilt but could hear stuff moving on my bedside table.
I'm not sure why sometimes she seems happy. Or stuff mischievously moving. Then others she seems upset.
For example I went on holiday for a week, come back and the activity was intense on my room. I've stayed at peoples houses who dont believe in ghost and never experienced anything to then have a lot of strange things happening
Why me? Why is she focused on me?. Also my sisters that have been brought up in the same house have experienced NOTHING!. Its so strange.
I've not felt her here since my baby has been born. I'm moving into a new build soon and hopefully she doesnt follow!

It happened to me recently actually.

I'm not saying it was a ghost.

However I saw something that I can't explain.

We inherited a house from a very very generous and kind woman. We were unable to live in it due to having a third baby and it not being big enough and the location.
However during the summer we lived there for a few months. I was in the master bedroom with the baby and DH and the other kids in the other room/downstairs (the baby woke a LOT).

One evening I went up to settle the baby and saw the shadow of DH wall across the foot of the bed. Didn't think much of it, assumed the light from the landing was on and he walk past the door which was ajar which caused the shadow.

A few mins later I looked up, and the door wasn't ajar at all. And the landing light wasn't on. When I went downstairs I asked if anyone came up stairs and he said no of course not - I was settling the baby.

I saw, clear as day a perfect human shadow clearly walking across the room at the foot of my bed. So what was it?!

Yeah I’ve seen quite a few ghosts but they’ve not been transparent, just normal like you or me.

I woke up on the sofa in a house in Camden when I was 16. It was 6am and still quite dark. The sofa was at the back end of one of those knocked-through sitting rooms, so it would have been the kitchen once. Directly opposite me, in front of the chimney breast, was a young lady in a black dress and a white apron, with long dark hair, faffing about with her back to me, looking busy - folding clothes or something, I don’t know. I stared at her for ages thinking she was the friend I was with (who was sleeping on the sofa at the front of the room) wondering what on earth she was up to. I called out to her ‘what’s the time’ because I knew something weird was afoot and suddenly the figure in front of me froze, and I don’t know - looked ‘guilty’ for being caught and seemed to cringe. I then watched as she went increasingly transparent and disappeared!

So yeah I do believe in transparent people as I saw one not five foot in front of me!

I used to live in a flat and I would often sit at the kitchen table with a cup of tea and read, whenever I looked up(feeling I was being watched) I would see what I can only describe as someone poking their head around the door but only a shadow, if that makes any sense, it would move really quickly. I never once felt scared and always felt safe for some reason.
Then we moved to a house, just me and DD who was 4. Everything was fine until she started refusing to sleep in her room and said something kept tapping on her window and banging in her wardrobe, she had the boiler in there in a cupboard so I told her it was that she could hear. We only stayed there for 6 months and about 2 weeks before we moved out the neighbour asked how DD was finding sleeping in the back room, I told her she hated the room and she said the last tenant had two children who both refused to sleep in there because they could hear noises. When we moved out I told my sister, who can walk into a house and just get a ‘feeling’, she said ‘why do you think I never went upstairs in your house, there was an old woman and she didn’t want you there’
I wasn’t freaked out at all

I have had 2 experiences like this that I vividly remember. When I was around 4, on a Christmas Eve/early christmas morning, I was in my mum and dads bed. The door was ajar and the hall light left on. I vividly remember someone walking past the door way in a red jumper. The 4 year old me believed this was Father Christmas. I woke up my mum to tell her Father Christmas was here, she obviously just thought I was excited and wanted to get up, so brushed it off. But to this day, I know what I saw. When we got up the next morning my great grandmother had passed away through the night.
The second occurrence came around 16 years later. After my parents divorced, my mum left. I stayed with my dad, as it was the family home. My dad had a break down, he tried to commit suicide and was extremely depressed. This went on for months. He used to sleep on the sofa, because he didn’t want to sleep alone in their bed. One evening, I was in the dining room, doing a university assignment on my laptop. And in my peripheral vision, I saw someone come out of the living room, close the door and go up stairs. Again the person had a red jumper on. I heard the upstairs bathroom door close. I shouted my dad to see if he was alright (we have a downstairs toilet so no need for him to go upstairs) and got no reply. I opened the living room door and there was my dad, asleep in the couch. I went upstairs and there was no sign of anybody.
The next day I told my dad what had happened. He said he felt lighter than he had in months and much better and less depressed.

@Armadilloboss

Have you discussed this with your parents to establish any relevance with a red jumper? Was the great grandmother your Dad Grandmother? Very touching 🌹

The brain is an amazing and incredibly complex organ that no one understands. I firmly believe that the ghosts people see are just their brains making them visualise things that are not there. I’ve seen ‘ghosts’ but I know they weren’t real.
In saying that I have drawn an incredible sense of peace and comfort from a lot of ghostly experiences. I think it’s sometimes a coping strategy in a desperate time.

Thanks for all your replies!!

Yes living on in the hearts of others, after the scare I had, didn’t really make me feel better. Of course it’s good to know that my family will remember me, but no one remembers (normal) people who died 100 years ago. It all seems so brief!

wickedwoo thanks for your kind words, really appreciated!

sumsuch I moved on really fast. It was particularly unpleasant.

KABoom love it!!

Ladyvimes, I understand what you are saying.

When my girl was little she was really unhappy. It wasn’t something I could put my finger on, but there was something going on. Then came the night terrors, or so the gp said. Except that they were not terrors, but something much more intense and frightening. I thought it was just all part of how she was but then one night I fell asleep in her bed, and I was woken by this image of a truly evil creature looking at me. Really shockingly evil. It disappeared in an instant, but at the same time my girl started crying in her usual ‘screeching’ way. I didn’t have time to move, so she didn’t wake because I stirred. I don’t know what that was, but I wonder whether I saw what she saw (maybe in her mind?) when she was getting so worked up, and understood how frightened she must have been as I was so frightened myself!

However after that I took her to a person I know and he said that it was because there was someone who should not be on this earth attached to her 🤷‍♀️ after we saw him and he gave me something to put in my girl’s room (she had no idea, for her it was like a coffee with one of mummy’s friends and did not see what I was given) all those night screams stopped.

@Foggyday124 what was the thing?

I'm always intrigued by what happened next in these scenarios. Op, when you saw your grandmother in the chair, did she fade away or just disappear, did you make eye contact, did you interact in any way? Or was it more a sense of her being there, not actually seeing her when you looked properly?

A crystal.

The image of my grandma was just a feeling, like if it was an outline. I thought ‘oh gosh, if my grandma is here this is really serious’ but also felt that my child had a fighting chance.

The one on the stairs, we looked at each other, that creature (whether in my head or not) knew I was there.

I'm not qualified to give a learned response by any means but I do believe there is something else after we die. I've never 'seen' a ghost but I have heard a voice (outside of my own head!) and felt a presence next to my bed.

Both of these happened in hotels, the first was when I did my counselling training and we went on a residential week away. We were working on our own childhood attachment ruptures and it was quite deep stuff, lots of stirring the deep unconscious. In bed early the next morning I clearly heard a little girls voice say 'mummy?' I'm aware it could have been from my own subconscious but the venue is notoriously haunted (Gregynog in Wales somewhere).

The second was in a hotel in Bristol, sharing a twin room with a friend. I was aware of her moving around the room, thought she had got up to use the toilet. I then felt her standing between our beds, looking at me. I was wondering why she wasn't getting back into bed, then I looked and she was in bed asleep!

I think hotels are often hotbeds of activity, lots of lost souls.

You must know the answer to your own question if you really did see these things (and I'm not saying you didn't). I would find that a comfort, I think. I don't believe in an 'afterlife' but I'd prefer to. If I saw evidence of it with my own eyes, I'd feel better about how brief our lives are.

I lived in a house, not particularly old, built in the 1950's.

The couple that built it tried to have children and couldn't fall pregnant. I know this was a great upset for them, I found out from their family friend who lived locally.

The house was built for this lady by her husband. I enjoyed living there but I didn't ever feel it was my house. It was hers. It was a strange feeling. She had died there I believe.

I moved in in my mid 20's and also struggled to fall pregnant. Many years later I gave birth to my son. At 6 weeks I moved back into my bedroom from his, I'd been sleeping alongside his crib until then.

He didn't settle without me.
I remember one night he was crying and me looking up at the open door, the landing light was on.
I had sat up, about to get up to see him and a transparent figure walked across the landing into his room. His crying stopped instantly,
It was a feeling of good, of calm I didn't feel he was in any danger.

I thought thank goodness, she's gone to settle him for me and I fell back asleep.

To this day I don't know what it was. Friends think it might have been an angel. I still think it was the nice lady that had owned the house.

18years ago I was living on a student campus. Laid in bed (early hours of morning) I heard someone trying to open my door. City centre and knowing my friends would knock or shout for me being unsure whether it was locked I jumped up to secure the lock and as I did I felt I huge weight try to push the door. I pushed back but the weight was too much and the door opened and a creature ( I really don't know what to call it) medium sized, bright red eyes and gargoyle face ran into my room and disapeared into my open wardrobe.
I left the room, locked it and stayed the rest of the night in the shared kitchen waiting for daylight.
Next day, bright morning I venture into the room. Check everywhere. Windows locked etc. Nothing is there.

Eek Spied

I had a baby this New Year's Day and my mother died a week later
A week after that I'm listening to the baby chatter away to himself in the crib hoping he doesn't start crying. Dh is fast asleep beside me and then clear as day I hear someone say the babies name, or rather a shortening nickname of his name from over by the crib. He went silent for 10 mins
I've never had anything remotely spooky happen to me before and I was deffo fully awake

Not a good idea to read in bed 😳

Specially not a good idea to read in bed when the cat then grabs your toes!