Originally posted by: skychief
Sorry about the novel but I have a pretty interesting story from years ago:
When I was younger I used to have a lot of problems with depression but mainly anxiety and it seemed that during those times weird things alway happened. I belive that alot of the ghostly expierences that people have might actually be caused by the person subconciously somehow. For instance, one night not long after I started feeling really good, after about a five year battle with depression, I had a very weird occurrence. My sister had come home from work and it had been her birthday the day before so her coworkers had bought her a boquet of balloons which she had with her. She just let hem float up in the corner of the living room and forgot about them. She soon left and I was the only one left in the house besides our dog. For some reason that night I started feeling real down and was left thinking to myself, oh man, please God, not again. I felt I had finally licked this problem with depression but unfortunately it felt like it was coming back. All of sudden from that point on that night, everywhere I went, those balloons would follow. At first I thought it was static electricity but i soon learned that it seemed like something more. I got so freaked by it that I actually went and tied it to the top of a chair in the living room and then went down to my bedroom, layed on the bed, and put the head phones on. About five minutes later I saw something out of the corner of my eye and, I'll be damned, it was those balloons coming down the stairs. They floated all the way down the stairs, the whole time about five feet off the ground, and not bouncing off the ceiling. When they got to the bottom of the stairs they then floated back up to the ceiling and floated slowly over towards me and came to a stop right over my head. So, here i am laying on my back staring straight up at boquet of balloons stalking me that has just untied itself, traveled through four rooms, made seven turns and traveled a flight of stairs all in about five minutes. Weird thing though, was that through the whole expierence I felt no fear. I soon realized that this whole thing happened when I was feeling pretty bad emotionally so what better thing to cheer somebody up than a bunch of baloons.
Wow
