JustIssiah
Paranormal Freak
Hello!
Just thought I’d make this a thread to share my unique experience… Random memories are slowly starting to starting to slip back to me, so why not? Im also getting back into the paranormal gig, trying to communicate to spirits (with caution), and etc.
NOTE: You dont have to believe in any of this story, because this is ghost related and etc, just dont came here being mean about it, PLEASE.
Story of the day; SUN.
So, here is an immediate note: Im depressed, and I have been to Impatient 3 times. This is my first stay.
The place was called SUN Behavioral, and honestly, it was bad. I was afraid to run up for comfort, and I was downed on for it by the staff. Also, one of the staff repeatedly slammed a chair at me once, knowing I was triggered. Furthermore, none of the staff did much about my physical health, only giving me a heating pad when I had been constipated for 8 days, and I was in extreme pain… like, MAJOR pain. I tried asking for laxatives, but they refused.
But besides how ****ty the place was… At the time, I had been there for almost a week, and this new girl came along. And what do you know? She was my new roommate.
That night, we had been chatting for AWHILE. It was late at night and we should’ve been in bed by now, but we had other plans. We were getting along well, so… why not?
Yeah… we should’ve gone to bed. I had hung up a paper by the window — and mid-conversation, the paper mysteriously fell over. We turned, a little confused.
I then walked over to where the paper was, picking it up.
The girl asked me, “Did wind from the window knock it over?”
I check, feeling around and the bottom of the window. No air came through. Well… that was sketchy.
I sighed, putting the paper back up, making sure it was steady. Then I resume the chat with the girl.
A few minutes later, the paper falls again. Mysteriously.
What? Again? Where’s the air coming from? It’s not from the window… and the air conditioning wasn’t that strong… This is bull****…
Eventually, I just put the paper somewhere on my nightstand, face flat. I was a little freaked out.
GUESS WHAT? A few minutes later, the paper blows onto the floor.
What.
Huh?
We are both about to lose our ****, honestly.
It took us forever to fall asleep that night.
The next day… (much shorter and broad) We are in line, ready to go to lunch.
Im chilling, waiting… Im pretty hungry.
Then, this FORCEFUL presence sits on my back. I yelp, “OH MY GOD OH MY GOD— “
Everyone looks at me.
Well, that was embarrassing… I cannot exactly address the situation without seeming weird.
We eventually are sent to lunch.
After lunch, I hear people talking amongst me at other tables...
“Did you hear the scratching last night?” Someone asked me and the people at my table.
“Uhh, Im afraid not—“ I responded. My roommate and the others said the same thing.
“Well we did…” The person and her roommate responded.
The conversation did not really go anywhere after that…
And I did not really experience anything at SUN after that…
Just thought I’d make this a thread to share my unique experience… Random memories are slowly starting to starting to slip back to me, so why not? Im also getting back into the paranormal gig, trying to communicate to spirits (with caution), and etc.
NOTE: You dont have to believe in any of this story, because this is ghost related and etc, just dont came here being mean about it, PLEASE.Story of the day; SUN.
So, here is an immediate note: Im depressed, and I have been to Impatient 3 times. This is my first stay.
The place was called SUN Behavioral, and honestly, it was bad. I was afraid to run up for comfort, and I was downed on for it by the staff. Also, one of the staff repeatedly slammed a chair at me once, knowing I was triggered. Furthermore, none of the staff did much about my physical health, only giving me a heating pad when I had been constipated for 8 days, and I was in extreme pain… like, MAJOR pain. I tried asking for laxatives, but they refused.
But besides how ****ty the place was… At the time, I had been there for almost a week, and this new girl came along. And what do you know? She was my new roommate.
That night, we had been chatting for AWHILE. It was late at night and we should’ve been in bed by now, but we had other plans. We were getting along well, so… why not?
Yeah… we should’ve gone to bed. I had hung up a paper by the window — and mid-conversation, the paper mysteriously fell over. We turned, a little confused.
I then walked over to where the paper was, picking it up.
The girl asked me, “Did wind from the window knock it over?”
I check, feeling around and the bottom of the window. No air came through. Well… that was sketchy.
I sighed, putting the paper back up, making sure it was steady. Then I resume the chat with the girl.
A few minutes later, the paper falls again. Mysteriously.
What? Again? Where’s the air coming from? It’s not from the window… and the air conditioning wasn’t that strong… This is bull****…
Eventually, I just put the paper somewhere on my nightstand, face flat. I was a little freaked out.
GUESS WHAT? A few minutes later, the paper blows onto the floor.
What.
Huh?
We are both about to lose our ****, honestly.
It took us forever to fall asleep that night.
The next day… (much shorter and broad) We are in line, ready to go to lunch.
Im chilling, waiting… Im pretty hungry.
Then, this FORCEFUL presence sits on my back. I yelp, “OH MY GOD OH MY GOD— “
Everyone looks at me.
Well, that was embarrassing… I cannot exactly address the situation without seeming weird.
We eventually are sent to lunch.
After lunch, I hear people talking amongst me at other tables...
“Did you hear the scratching last night?” Someone asked me and the people at my table.
“Uhh, Im afraid not—“ I responded. My roommate and the others said the same thing.
“Well we did…” The person and her roommate responded.
The conversation did not really go anywhere after that…
And I did not really experience anything at SUN after that…