Shadow Ghosts do exist!
experience teaches us a lot about this topic
|A lot can be |
learned about Shadow Ghosts by reading Melissa's true story
Pay particular attention to these Tell Tale signs as you
Footsteps running by,
scratching like there are rats in the wall but louder,
lights flashing on and off,
power shutting off,
can hear loud breathing,
banging at night,
things get progressively worse over time,
physical manifestations of
flying over while in bed,
clouds of colored smoke,
wondering if you are going crazy,
can be very tall,
man shaped figure,
figure is darker than a shadow,
almost devoid of light,
feeling of evil,
tall with the build of a man,
they walk around as if in a trance,
they can appear and disappear randomly,
sounds of nails scraping on the walls,
loud dragging and thumping on the roof,
screeching animal-like sound,
can resonate an extreme fear and malice,
they can throw objects,
can pursue in anger,
in this case, it did not hurt anyone.
Hi, my name is Melissa Logan and this is my experience
There was no living with
this thing and eventually we were forced to move away
We moved into our home in Daisy Hill, Qld
Australia in 2007.
we heard footsteps running up and down the hallway at night. At first I
thought it could have been the next door neighbours up late.
few months later, the scratching began. Like the sound of rats in the
walls, but worse. I remember one day I wanted
scratching to stop…I banged on the wall
to my horror…it banged back
– 3 times.
there, lights would flash on and off with no explanation. The power
would all of a sudden shut off.
from behind me; scratching in the walls, sliding in the roof, banging at
night, footsteps on our wooden floors…it just went on and on.
progressed to the point that I began to see physical manifestations of
couldn’t explain. I would wake up at night to see
clouds of smoke above my
me. I was sure I was going crazy…could it all be real? Was it all in my
my Husband and I were asleep in bed. It began to rain, and our little
was outside in her bed. I could hear her crying at the door, wanting to
I woke up
and headed toward the back door. I opened the door and let her in.
Bending over to dry her with a towel, I heard footsteps shuffling down
the hallway and I instantly thought my
coming to check on me.
As I stood
up to greet him, I was paralysed with fear as I saw a tall, solid black,
man shaped figure making its way across the family room.
darker than shadow, almost devoid of light and he
approx 7ft tall…slim, and had the build of a man. It was walking
ahead, as if in a trance…as though it had no idea I was watching
spare bedroom light was on and it was walking toward it.
As it came
closer to the light, it stepped into the bedroom and just disappeared.
time I was glued to the floor, so afraid to move just in case it saw
me…I just stood there in disbelief and fear.
over the years, the entire atmosphere of the house became so
barely stand it.
decided to move.
Just before we
moved out, my Husband and I were up moving furniture and we heard
shuffling down the hallway again. The shuffling started to follow us
around the house
hear nails scraping on the walls, loud dragging and thumping in the
roof. It was very frightening. Then, we heard the most awful,
screeching, animal-like sound in the roof. It was the creepiest sound I
had ever heard and unlike anything I had ever heard before. It
resonated an extreme fear and malice and my Husband and I quickly ran to
desperation, I screamed at the top of my lungs…
“In the name
of Jesus, get out of my house! Get out of my house now!”
we heard loud crashing, banging and thumping as this
crashed its way from the family room, down the hallway and towards where
we were standing.
We heard a
loud crash in the ceiling, something falling onto the roof of our
scatter off into the bushes in the backyard.
I went back to the empty
house to make
whatever we had been living with for the past 4
As I said
my good-byes…loud thumping could be heard up and down the hallway.
that as a
“good riddance” indicator.
never again heard the banging, thumping, scraping or the strange black
man again. And for that, I am grateful.
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