Paranormal Experiences Novels & Stories

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“And you knew this was going to happen? You used us as guinea pigs.” “There’s been some speculation as to the nature of paranormal manifestations. Some say it’s all ghosts. Others write about beings of pure spirit that never had a physical form. Angels. Demons. Valkyries. Mara. Aliens. What if it’s none and all? What if the manner of this manifestation is based upon what we expect to see, and the creature latches on?” “Uh?”

We have so many enthusiastic story sharers in the Paranormal All Stars and Paramdam. We never seem to run out of them... And this means that the Paranormal and the Supernatural are very much active and alive even today in what most would call the modern world. But that is still questioned by many. After all, what about those that haven't experienced these sort of incidents. However, I did say that here in the Supernatural Spa, most of these stories are true. Read on and figure out if these are factual or not, dear readers. But just a reminder, those who experienced them, swear by it.

Ruth figured that everyone has a dream like that sometime. Tuesday, in Psychology class, they discussed ESP: precognition, telepathy, telekinesis, out-of-body experiences, paranormal things like that. Ruth said, "That's bunk. Prof. Lamachi, I challenge you to show some objective evidence of genuine ESP. If you can't, Dr. Lamachi, stop pretending that psychology is a science."

I don't take it likely with people that come close to what belongs to me. "Nooo! Ah!" The voice cried out as he was being thrown into a pit full of pythons and scorpions. All his body was swollen up and dribbling liquids. "Nooo, Ahhh!" Chris kept crying out from his dream. His body was all covered in blood. "Wake up, baby," Isabella called on to him and began shaking him. "Please wake up. What's happening to him?" She cried out when he wouldn't budge. "HE'S BEEN TAKING TO THE DARK REALM," the spirits of nature said.

"Explain this trance, girl. And speak plainly—no supernatural nonsense." I took a deep breath, knowing I needed to make them understand. "He's experiencing visions from his past life. When werewolf mates find each other across lifetimes, sometimes the shock of recognition triggers a state where the consciousness becomes absorbed in reliving previous incarnations. It's rare, but it happens when the soul connection is particularly strong." "Past life mates?" Chief Morrison laughed, a sound devoid of humor. "You expect me to believe that romantic nonsense? Next you'll be telling me you can read tea leaves and speak to the dead."

Not yet, he’d wait for a while. He went out to return the cleaning supplies. The moment he stepped into the attic again a chill shot up his spine, he didn’t pause though, he just took slow steps, seems like the multiple paranormal experiences were starting to grow on him. There was something in this room. It didn’t feel dangerous though, it felt a bit light. The moment he stepped into the middle of the room, he got goosebumps and felt like a cold gust of wind had just passed by him, he couldn’t feel the presence anymore though. Odd, he thought.