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A Private Home in Ohio |
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| On one of my trips
to Ohio in September one year, Belle and I spent the night in a house
where we had one of the strangest experiences of our lives. Everyone else
had gone to bed on the second floor of the house, and we were the only two
sleeping in the downstairs bedroom. We’d gone to bed, but I wanted to get
back up and take some pictures. At first Belle refused, saying that
someone might see our flashes and get upset, since the others in the house
did not like to talk about the possibility of ghosts. I grumbled for a
while, then gave in. Then Belle suddenly threw back the covers and said,
"Let’s go. She told me it was all right," ‘she’ meaning one of the ghosts.
We wandered out of the bedroom, through the living room and into another
room that was adjacent to where we were sleeping. We looked inside this
other room and there was a huge tornado of lights swirling in the center
of the room! The lights were colored and swirling in this mist that was
shaped like a tornado! I snapped a picture of it. The colors didn’t
show up, but the tornado did. It was still swirling in that room when we
backed away and headed to our bedroom.
We got to the bedroom door, and there was another tornado of lights in there! I took another picture of that one. Again, I didn’t get colors, but definitely the tornado. That tornado died down and I happened to look out the bedroom window, as did Belle. Outside, the shrubbery and leaves on a nearby tree were trembling and shivering. We went over and watched them for a long while, and I took a picture, but it came out blank. Then I had to go to the bathroom, which was next to our room. In there, I looked out the window, and everything was dead still. No shrubbery or brush or trees trembling in the wind, although this area was only about six feet or so from our bedroom window. I went back into the bedroom, and outside that window, things were still moving and dancing around. I took Belle back into the bathroom to look out that window. Dead still out there still, but back in the bedroom, things still were moving.
We finally got back into bed, and colored lights continued to swerve and dance around the room. At last Belle said it was giving her a headache, so I pulled down a few layers of white light to calm things. It took several layers before her headache eased and we could go to sleep.
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