Showing posts with label haunted Island. Show all posts
Showing posts with label haunted Island. Show all posts

Friday, May 15, 2020

Apparition caught on camera!!!!

Next to the house is a ground-built funhouse/treehouse that I use for my gardening equipment but hope to refurbish it one day to be useable. Someone put a lot of time and creativity, as there is an upper room that could sleep 3 people, and a decent amount of space downstairs.  Some of the glass windows have been broken out due to the surrounding tree's growth over the years, but it's still a very interesting space.  
On many occasions, I can hear the voices of children giggling, a female I can make out the most. Also, the sound of a rusty old tricycle or what I see in my mind as an old wagon. 
I had found a small container of bubbles near the garage, checked to see if they still worked, and proceeded to put them in the treehouse for them to play with. When I went in the following day, they had moved and were not knocked over (as if it were an animal to blame) yet still at the height easily accessible by a child. 
A few days later I went to go get some supplies to work in the yard and there was a small stuffed sock monkey sitting on one of the ledges again at about a child's height.  It was not there before, I wouldn't have missed that for the world, plus I spend a lot of time in and out of there especially in the Spring and summer, and Spring was on its way. I thought it didn't seem like a prank. For one, we are extremely secluded out here, and we have an IR sensor and camera before you even near the house so don't miss any comings and goings. 
I couldn't think of any other way that Monkey could have been placed there, other than possibly a gift in return for mine. Also, I always treat all the spirits with the utmost respect and have done other thing to decorate the structure to the liking of a child. 

On to the photos... 
Well, the other evening I was outside on my balcony and I got a very strong feeling of a presence, and not just the feeling of being surrounded, but zeroed in on. My camera batteries were all being charged, so I grabbed my phone quickly darted outside. I took a large series of burst photos near the Treehouse.  After reviewing all of them, I couldn't believe what I saw...  There it is clear a day, a semi-transparent face with clear facial features looking right at me from two different locations.  I was stunned, these were the clearest photos of a spirit/entity I have ever got in years of trying.  

(They are not enhanced or edited in any way. Only cropped and watermarked. I wanted the photo to be as authentic as possible)





Wednesday, September 18, 2019

Learning more about the area, and the extreme native energy here on the Island.

 I have met a neighbor, contractor and someone who has lived here a long time and knows a lot of the history of the island and its secrets.
For one, he not only discovered 2 bodies while building the foundation to his house (this is about 1/4 mile away from me, found the island's most famous murder Victim, between the land of his house and mine, and also told me of a landslide that happened about 200+ years ago just off the other side of the road from where I live.
There is a lot of native and sadness in the energy here, and forever reason now it has become more and more malevolent.
I got the chance to have this neighbor over and we did a nighttime walkthrough of the property and the well area by the spring.  I was getting crazy spikes on my EMF detector, at one point a 66.6mg reading in the odd circle of land where no trees, or foliage grow.
With all, that I have learned about this native island was amazing, and is starting to put the pieces of the puzzle together.
I was in a way fused with native energy when that Indian painted my portrait, and I honestly think it's bringing out the dormant energy here, causing these experiences from tame footsteps to disembodied voices, to the malevolence of my scratches, bruises, burns, and pulling of my hair in the shower (now 2 times), once leaving a black handprint