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Date: Tue, 19 Jan 1999 12:10:08 -0800 (PST)
To: guestbook@ghosts.org
yourname Elyse Stout
email DBS@MCI2000.com
story Foot Slapping Ghost
I have had many paranormal experiences in my life, but this one was one of the most frightening.
My husband, son and I were living in an apartment in Costa Mesa, Calif. Soon after moving in I began experiencing something or someone hitting my foot as I lay in my bed. I always sleep with my foot or feet out of the covers in order to cool down.
As I lay in bed, in the dark, something would slap my foot, very hard. I could hear the impact also. It felt as if I were being slapped by something cool and flat. The feeling was like being hit on the bottom of my foot with a child's toy sand shovel. The impact was even hard enough to send my foot flying up over the over foot.
Terrified, I would jump up and turn on the lights, looking for whatever could have done this. I also checked my son's room for intruders or ghosts or whatever the heck I could find that could explain this strange phenomenon. Of course I never could see anything or anybody there at all besides our own family. My son Danny was sound asleep.
I didn't wake my husband, as he always acted as if I were slightly crazy if I mentioned any of my experiences. (a really frustrating way to live, I might add). I probably had this experience three or four times in this apartment before we moved to a condo. in the same neighborhood.
That's when things really picked up in the paranormal department. My son began experiencing strange shadows and voices in his room and I felt very cold spots and extremely negative and dark vibes all over the condominium. Especially in the entryway and the bedrooms. I was also experiencing a vile smell once in a while and began getting really ill. My husband, of course never smelled the strange odor.
Danny, my son, began sleeping in our bedroom out of fear of his own room. I would put him to bed, read him a story and pray that the bad vibes that I felt in his room were really nothing. But, I was constantly scanning the room as I read to him, as it always felt like something was moving, just out of sight. The room always felt heavy with a dark emotion tied to it somehow, as did my own room. I would wake up and find Dan sleeping on the floor of my bedroom, right next to me with just a pillow and blanket. My son was only seven years old then.
One evening, while reading in bed, a strange bright blue light began pulsing from my thumb as I held the book. I can only assume that I was seeing my own aura, but why? It stopped as quickly as it had started. This phenomenon repeated itself a few days later. Then one night as I was reading, my husband asleep next to me, something hit my foot again very hard. I sat up, petrified, and said out loud, "go away, leave me alone, you are not welcome here"! The ceiling in my bedroom began to pop. It was a high vaulted wood ceiling. The popping became louder and faster. Then, I saw a shadow go by outside my bedroom window. It was at the top of the window and looked like fabric floating or sailing by, very quickly. The popping and shaking of the wooden ceiling became very loud. Then suddenly a white smoke appeared at the foot of my bed in front of me. It took the shape of a long "V", which I now know was a vortex. The vortex stayed at the bottom of my bed for a moment! ! , and then quickly shot up through the ceiling and was gone.
The popping and shaking stopped immediately. The whole thing was over just like that and all that remained was dead silence.
The next morning I called a psychic center in Anaheim and they agreed to come to the complex and do a clearing for me. The group found many spirits attached to the complex and our condo. The experience was really interesting but I was also really afraid of the whole ordeal. I didn't want to see any spirit and was afraid of what they were telling me they were finding. Anyway, the most interesting thing to me was that the group felt that the foot slapping entity was a child. They described the child as being blond, with long wavy or curly hair. The child was also said to have been about five years old and so beautiful that it was hard to determine if it was a boy or girl. They said that I shouldn't be afraid, that the child just wanted to get my attention. Oh yeah, I'd say that he did a pretty good job of that!
I was told that I was somehow related to this child or at least it felt to the psychics that I had known him. I couldn't think of any child that I had ever known who had passed on until they discribed him. Many years earlier, my sister had a nephew who had died in a terrible auto accident along with his father and Uncle. The child was named Michael, and had long beautiful blond curls and the face of a cherub. I believe that it was Michael.
I had forgotten that years earlier I had an experience at work in which I believed Michael's dead Father had visited me, but that's another story. Perhaps I'll submit that one another time.
After the clearing, the condo. did feel better. But I didn't like it anymore. My marriage was breaking up and Danny and I moved out shortly after the clearing. I have never experienced the foot slapping since. I have had many psychic experiences and would love to share some of them you all if you are interested.
Sincerely,
Elyse