ghosts

[funtime]

I was sleeping over at an old girlfriend Laura's house (yes I have had girlfriends!) in the basement. There was a washroom and the floor was littered with stuff because they had been using the basement for storage. So anyway, I decided to leave the washroom light on since I didn't want to trip over anything in the middle of the night if I had to go pee. So I go lay down on my mattress which was just laying on the floor and get ready to go to sleep, eyes shut. Suddenly I hear a *click* and I open my eyes to find that the washroom light has shut off. I figure it's just a power outage, but I can still hear the dishwasher running upstairs. Maybe a fuse, I figure, and I get up to go check the light. When I walk into the washroom I flip the switch back up and the light comes on again. Immediately chills run down my spine and I think "why did I have to flick the switch back up when it was already up in the first place?". I return to my mattress figuring I'm just over thinking things, maybe my friend's house just has some weird wiring. I keep an eye on the washroom for as long as I can stay awake, the whole time the door keeps creeking almost shut and then opens up again. "just the wind, I keep telling myself" but I'm shivering under the covers, pretty frightened. After a couple hours of just watching the door I must have dozed off because the next thing I remember I'm awake and it's morning. I get up and tentatively make my way to the washroom, check it out, nothing there obviously! I take a pee and go back to bed to catch a few more minutes shut eye, just as I lay down to go back to sleep I hear this woman's voice loud and clear say "Get up! Laura's dad is leaving!". This scared me stiff, but I look around to see if I can tell the origin of the voice, but nobody is there. I sit there, wide eyed under the covers and after 5 minutes or so I hear someone thudding down the stairs on the main floor and I hear the front door swing open. It's Laura's dad going to work, just as the voice predicted.

I have also seen an old lady standing by the hallway outside my room on many occasions, sometimes she just walks past, other times she will stand there and stare at me. It's really creepy when she stares but I've sort of gotten used to her and she doesn't scare me as much anymore.

Hi Shauna
My experience was somewhat brief but so real it still had me maybe not scared but still wondering when I got up the next morning.I goes like this.
I'm sleeping and wake up to see an entity in a hood at the foot of my bed and it just stairs at me then waves to me to follow it to another place.I am compelled to follow .As we leave the room I turn the lite and nothing happens.We end up on a beach I look in the water and see a reflction of a Viking with horns.I shit you not this reocurs 2 to 3 times a year.I now look forward to this adventure as it no longer disturbs me. Go figure

[kristopin]

Emily's story

When Emily knew from a very early age something was wrong with her. When she played with the other boys she didn?t like it. She didn?t like running around madly and freely as young boys do. She didn?t like playing with cars and soldiers. She was never any good at baseball or other sports boys were supposed to enjoy and excel in. It wasn?t just her feelings at all. She liked colors and clothes and fashion. As she started high school she thought perhaps she was gay but she never did like boys bodies. It made her very uncomfortable. She had very few friends because she just could not relate to them. She became spiritual in nature always trying to live peacefully and crying when she saw the news on TV about children being killed and raped during the wars that were going on all over the world. She didn?t understand why someone would bow down to a god that allowed the atrocities to go on. As she matured and went to college the information flow was so great that her mind opened to the world around her. It was during this time that she discovered the word transgendered. It was her. She began to experiment with clothes when she was in the house alone. It was during one of these times when she was standing in front of her mirror admiring the new bra and panties that she had brought and was seeing how they formed around her body that she seemed to see a shadow sitting on her bed. She became so scared she quickly took off her girl clothes and out them away. She was mortified and thought that what she had done was wrong and this had somehow brought a spirit into her room. She let time pass a bit before the desire to try her clothes on again. Once more as she was looking at herself in the mirror she saw the shadow again sitting on the end of her bed. She turned and looked at the spirit. It seemed friendly and Emily got the impression somehow that it was an elderly lady. She called her Mrs. Smith. Emily also saw that Mrs. Smith seemed to be shaking her head in an up and down motion as if to say yes. Emily was a little confused about this. As the days went by and she started to transition she saw more of Mrs. Smith. Emily had started buying all kinds of outfits to try. One was a pvc outfit that was body snug and left her butt out. She had on black thong panties and stiletto high heels. Emily watched in the mirror admiring her vampish look. Mrs.Smith was sitting on the bed shaking her head from side to side. Emily said, ?Ok I was just trying it?. She changed into her PJ?s and was thinking about her upcoming HRT. Mrs.smith was sitting on the end of her bed shaking her head in a positive fashion. In time Emily thought of Mrs.Smith as a friend. Emily was now thinking of SRS. Every time she did Mrs.smith seemed to become agitated. Emily did not understand her friends objection and told her so. Emily wanted this surgery to finally be rid of her maleness and become the woman she wanted to be.

The surgery was finally planned and Emily went into it knowing how wonderful it was going to be. The surgeons began the operation but had to stop suddenly. Emily?s heart was going into failure. The Aniesetist knew it wasn?t her work. Emily had a congenital heart defect that nobody had diagnosed before. The surgeons tried in vain to resuscitate her but Emily?s heart was too weak. She passed away without becoming what she had always wanted.

So now when i am standing in front of my mirror admiring my new white leather jacket and jeans i always turn to look to see if Emily agrees.

[milkandhoney]

kristopin, i really like that story...very well done!

[kristopin]

thank you

kristopin, i really like that story...very well done!

thank you. the idea just popped into my head yesterday and i knew what the whole story was when i woke up. once i started typing it just flowed. i liked the end little twist. i have no idea where this stuff comes from.