Ghostly Encounters 〈S01E01〉 Someone To Watch Over Me

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[drew-shourd]

Creepy stories for sure, Pauline reminds me of a cross between Catherin O'Hara and Jennifer Tilly

[toniremer]

I had 3 encounters with my mom after she passed away. The first time was a couple of weeks after she passed away, and I was watching Jessie Raphael Show and on that particular episode, she had on young teens that were becoming out of control. That day was a bit nippy outside, so I had all the windows and doors shut. I made a remark after a particular teenaged girl began swearing and threatening her mom, and I said that if I had done anything like that, you would’ve kicked my ass; as soon as I said that, all of my exes baseball caps fell off a shelf where he kept them, and the floor lamp light flickered. I knew it was my mom letting me know that she was there and had heard what I had said, and she had agreed with me.
The second time, I had made a decision to quit taking morphine and Valium, because I was so sick and tired of this one quack of a doctor just prescribing me meds and not attempting to find out what was causing me excruciating pain on the right side of my abdomen. I was sitting in bed praying for relief, and my husband was in our kitchen making me some peppermint tea. I started smelling a familiar scent, but I couldn’t put my finger on where I smelled the scent before, then I remembered that it was my mom’s favorite perfume, Hawaiian White Ginger, that she used to buy from Avon before they had discontinued the perfume. I started crying, because I missed her with every fiber of my being. I saw a white glow towards my left, so I looked, and standing there was my mom. She was wearing this beautiful white gown, and she was so incredibly gorgeous. She didn’t look, or appeared, to look sick from breast cancer, but she did look healthy but there was sadness in her beautiful hazel green eyes. I asked her if she was there to bring me Home with her, but she shook her head no. I asked her why not, and she replied that it wasn’t my time. She said that she was there, because she was very worried about me. I told her that I wanted to go Home with her, but she just shook her head no. I told her that I missed her so very much, and I loved her with every single fiber of my being, and she replied that she knew just how much I really loved her. I asked her if she knew the absolute truth about everything, and she nodded her head yes. Tears began falling down her cheeks, and I asked her why was she crying, but she just replied that she was worried about me. Just then, my husband walked into our bedroom and seen my mom standing there. She looked at him, smiled, then she shimmered away. I asked him if he had seen her, and he said that he had. He immediately called his aunt, who had been a Registered Nurse for over 30 years, and he asked her what should he do after telling her what he just witnessed, and she asked if we had any morphine left, which we had, and she told him to give me half of a pill, because I was dying. I, at first, fought him, but he began crying saying that he didn’t want to lose me, so I took it. I felt a lot better, but I still wanted to go Home to my mom.
The third time, I was hospitalized, and I was asleep and a nurse came to check up on me, and she had seen a woman standing on the right side of the bed. She told the woman that visiting hours were over, and she needed to leave, but the woman didn’t budge. The nurse, a bit firmer, told the woman she needed to leave, or she would have to call security and have her removed from the hospital, but the woman didn’t budge. The nurse turned on the light to my room, and the woman disappeared. The nurse was rattled. I woke up and seen the nurse was pale, and I asked her if she was okay, but she said she wasn’t. She insisted that there was a woman standing next to my bed, and I asked her to describe the woman, and she did. I started crying and said that she just described my mom.
I wholeheartedly believe that our loved ones watch over us.

[Captain_Commenter]

I live in the Niagara region, Welland can indeed be spooky.

[joycebrackbill-henderly]

I don't know how anyone can question life after death when you read the Bible. Jesus died and arose 3 days later.