Recieved an email from a reader who said she's had experiences at the Old Village School in Wells River, Vermont. NEPI, along with myself, investigated the former school and got some interesting results. Click here for the article.
Note that this email has not been tampred with and appears as it did when she emailed me.
When I lived at the school house it was also a radio station and an Evangilist Church on the other side of my wall. The radio station was below me. The church would come in every Sun am and pm and on Wed nights. They would play tamberines and speak in tongues. LOL. My boyfriend at the time and I would hear things all the time. We had a balloon for my birthday. It would float around the apartment by itself with no breeze. Sometimes in the kitchen and then make its way into other rooms. Our friend that was a DJ at the station said the same types of things about balloons. We’d always get really creepy feelings where you could sense someone there. One night as we had just gotten into bed, the lights were off and we were on the 3rd floor. We could hear a rhythmic banging above us. There was just the roof above us and NO way for anyone to get up there except from the room next to our apartment that just WE had access to. It would “BANG” 4 seconds, “BANG” 4 seconds” over and over again to the point where we were both almost crying and holding each other’s hands. I was so scared my legs were numb and we were literally shaking. We never found out what it was. I’d wake up in the middle of the night during the week when he wasn’t there (he lived in MA during the week) and I would be terrified. I would sleep with the tv and lights on so that I never heard any scary sounds. I’ve never been as frightened any place else in my life and there was “nothing” to technically be afraid of. I think it was just that I could really sense something. At the same time, it was one of my favorite places. I really loved living there. I loved the character of the place. There was a neighbor on the very bottom floor in the back. Her name was Janet Parks. She passed away around 93 or 94ish. I don't know if it was in the house or not so if you do ever get to go back, that may be something to focus on. She was an aide at BMU school. I have so many great memories of that place.:)
To all the readers: remember, if you have a story, please feel free to share it with me! I love hearing of other peoples experiences, so please don't be shy.
If anyone else has had an experience at the Old Village School, feel free to comment below.
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Thursday, November 24, 2011
Reader Sent: A Bloody Mary Experience
The original reader sent email (no changes were made from the original):
Warning. You may not believe me, for I was the only... "recipient", but i assure you this happened.
My name is Dean Bonsignore and I am a 19 year old ghost enthusiast and believer. I live in Brooklyn, NY and this is my sharing of stories.
Most of my adolecense was plagued by spiritual happenings and the like. One distinct instance was when i was around the age of 13. I was sitting in my room talking to a close friend of mine on IM chat. Our topic? Summoning of spirits.
We were deep in discussion for a few hours, talking about different methods, the names of malevolent and benign spirits and such, when the oddest thing happened. Ok, i lied, it was absolutely terrifying. As I told her of a particular method, (chanting the name 3 times in a mirror, similar to bloody mary), I got decked right in the face. Literally punch, so hard my head whipped tothe side and i was looking in the direction I wasn't just moments before. Obviously terrified, i jumped into bed, hid under the covers and forced myself to sleep.
The next morning, I awoke with a bruise on my right cheek. To this day, i have no clue what it was. I knew there was a ghost of an old farmer in the house. But I didn't know if it was him, or something else that punched me. The reason I think i was the farmer though, is that his only son died in a barn house fire in the late 1800's. I happen to be the only son in the house.
We have since moved from that particular home, to another haunted house where I have had other occurences and several witnesses. The home i live in now is the first clean house I've lived in for years. If you are interested in more, I'd love to share with someone who actually believes.
P.S. I'm sorry for any spelling errors, I wrote this on an iphone with a cracked up screen.
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My Reply:
Hello Dean,
Very interesting story you had there and don't fret, it's not in my line of work as a paranormal investigator to deny someone's beliefs. I've had plenty of experiences myself, so you got nothing to worry about with me not believing.
The story you tell does interest me though as I have done an article on the very famous, Bloody Mary (. There's plenty of different ways to supposedly summon her, but I hear the saying of her name three times is the most popular one.
The thing about ghost hunting is that it's a learning experience. You learn the do's and don'ts and that lesson should of taught you to not do that again. There's no need for bullies even in death, so hopefully that experience would be the only one for you.
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Check out more information on my story of Bloody Mary here. And remember, if you have a ghost story of your own, feel free to send it to me at scaredsheetlessncn@hotmail.com and I will more than happily post it here or if you'd rather it remain confidential that's fine as well.
Warning. You may not believe me, for I was the only... "recipient", but i assure you this happened.
My name is Dean Bonsignore and I am a 19 year old ghost enthusiast and believer. I live in Brooklyn, NY and this is my sharing of stories.
Most of my adolecense was plagued by spiritual happenings and the like. One distinct instance was when i was around the age of 13. I was sitting in my room talking to a close friend of mine on IM chat. Our topic? Summoning of spirits.
We were deep in discussion for a few hours, talking about different methods, the names of malevolent and benign spirits and such, when the oddest thing happened. Ok, i lied, it was absolutely terrifying. As I told her of a particular method, (chanting the name 3 times in a mirror, similar to bloody mary), I got decked right in the face. Literally punch, so hard my head whipped tothe side and i was looking in the direction I wasn't just moments before. Obviously terrified, i jumped into bed, hid under the covers and forced myself to sleep.
The next morning, I awoke with a bruise on my right cheek. To this day, i have no clue what it was. I knew there was a ghost of an old farmer in the house. But I didn't know if it was him, or something else that punched me. The reason I think i was the farmer though, is that his only son died in a barn house fire in the late 1800's. I happen to be the only son in the house.
We have since moved from that particular home, to another haunted house where I have had other occurences and several witnesses. The home i live in now is the first clean house I've lived in for years. If you are interested in more, I'd love to share with someone who actually believes.
P.S. I'm sorry for any spelling errors, I wrote this on an iphone with a cracked up screen.
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My Reply:
Hello Dean,
Very interesting story you had there and don't fret, it's not in my line of work as a paranormal investigator to deny someone's beliefs. I've had plenty of experiences myself, so you got nothing to worry about with me not believing.
The story you tell does interest me though as I have done an article on the very famous, Bloody Mary (. There's plenty of different ways to supposedly summon her, but I hear the saying of her name three times is the most popular one.
The thing about ghost hunting is that it's a learning experience. You learn the do's and don'ts and that lesson should of taught you to not do that again. There's no need for bullies even in death, so hopefully that experience would be the only one for you.
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Check out more information on my story of Bloody Mary here. And remember, if you have a ghost story of your own, feel free to send it to me at scaredsheetlessncn@hotmail.com and I will more than happily post it here or if you'd rather it remain confidential that's fine as well.
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