in the unpleasant sense? one of my former circlemates used to stare back out of mirrors at me, after he died. it would start with my eyes changing color to his blue-violet ones, and sometimes stop there and sometimes it would be entirely him. Or I would just see his eyes in my peripheral vision in anything reflective...
it put me off mirrors entirely for a while. :-/
(he was sorta a crazy stalker when he was alive also, though i mostly wasn't his target then)
I lived in a house in Adams Morgan in D.C. My roommates and I were 'fooling around' with an Ouji Board when spirits came on the board who had lived there (or on the land). One was a slave woman. The other was the spirit of a dead young woman who had been raped and murdered in the basement. You can't imagine how scared we all were! But, we were gals into wicca, etc., so we held a ritual in the basement on the appropriate night, to exorcise her spirit. It worked, and then we all moved! Very scarey! No more 'fooling around'!
Two choices, both at college, within a few months of each other:
Being siphoned of energy by a diaphanous entity across the room from me. I was sitting on the edge of a catwalk at the time, and fell off; if I'd fallen the other way, it was a 40 foot drop.
Being followed by an entity that felt very malignant, and appeared as something different every time I saw it, halfway across my campus one night.
My parents had a board and my sister was always playing with it. One day I'm sitting in the living room watching like Creature Double Feature in the afternoon. I'm about 12 and my sister is 10. My sister races by me and has the Ouji Board in her hand. I say, "Where ya going?" She says, "I'm going to get rid of this thing. It keeps moving by itself."
(which yeah idiot-girl, thatz why *I* nevah play with that thing. NOPE.)
She races past me. Comes back about 15 minutes later. And says, "Well, I left it in the field, by The Tree. I left it at the roots of The Tree." big oak tree. Big field. Powerful mojo there. Very good idea.
I said, "Good. I hate that board."
She goes back to her room and 5 minutes later, she is racing back past me - again - with the Ouiji Board in her hands. I yell after her: "What are you doing!?!" She don't answer. Leaves. Comes back 15 minutes. Later.
I say, "Didn't you just get rid of that thing? What are you doing carrying it around?"
She yelled at me: "I am not carrying it around. It came back. I went into my room and there it was sitting on my bed. So, I had to take it back to The Tree. It came back by itself."
Goosebumps. Plus. I wanted to punch her out, except for I'd just seen it with my own eyes. Hate abominations that tear the universe. Hate when dead people fuck with mirrors. grrrrr!
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Date: 2007-04-10 07:11 pm (UTC)it put me off mirrors entirely for a while. :-/
(he was sorta a crazy stalker when he was alive also, though i mostly wasn't his target then)
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Date: 2007-04-10 09:46 pm (UTC)I was leaving it open to interpretation. :)
Yours sounds very creepy!
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Date: 2007-04-10 08:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-04-10 09:45 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-04-10 09:46 pm (UTC)Ooooh, that makes me want to hug you!
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Date: 2007-04-10 11:46 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-04-11 05:09 am (UTC)Being siphoned of energy by a diaphanous entity across the room from me. I was sitting on the edge of a catwalk at the time, and fell off; if I'd fallen the other way, it was a 40 foot drop.
Being followed by an entity that felt very malignant, and appeared as something different every time I saw it, halfway across my campus one night.
Ouji Board Story
Date: 2007-04-11 03:32 pm (UTC)(which yeah idiot-girl, thatz why *I* nevah play with that thing. NOPE.)
She races past me. Comes back about 15 minutes later. And says, "Well, I left it in the field, by The Tree. I left it at the roots of The Tree." big oak tree. Big field. Powerful mojo there. Very good idea.
I said, "Good. I hate that board."
She goes back to her room and 5 minutes later, she is racing back past me - again - with the Ouiji Board in her hands. I yell after her: "What are you doing!?!" She don't answer. Leaves. Comes back 15 minutes. Later.
I say, "Didn't you just get rid of that thing? What are you doing carrying it around?"
She yelled at me: "I am not carrying it around. It came back. I went into my room and there it was sitting on my bed. So, I had to take it back to The Tree. It came back by itself."
Goosebumps. Plus. I wanted to punch her out, except for I'd just seen it with my own eyes. Hate abominations that tear the universe. Hate when dead people fuck with mirrors. grrrrr!