To: chessplayer
I saw something in the generator room of the USS Alabama while visiting the battleship in Mobile. A small child in a bright colored coat. I was the only one in the room. Small child, around three or four. I followed the kid because I was worried that he was by himself. Followed him around a blind corner with a dead end. No kid.
Don’t know what I saw.
Not scary, the kid was giggling and happy, but just not real.
Was it me?
That’s my story. I have no idea. That is what I saw.
50 posted on
09/06/2014 4:00:10 AM PDT by
DariusBane
(Liberty and Risk. Flip sides of the same coin. So how much risk will YOU accept? Vive Deo et Vives)
To: DariusBane
Here is a somewhat similar case:
Yes, We Also Do Houses — A spiritual search-and-rescue mission in which a woman with no prior involvement in this work channeled a lost soul and experienced the reunion. (1992-08)
Read it at: http://www.bswett.com/1992-08YesWeDoHouses.html
73 posted on
09/06/2014 8:20:32 AM PDT by
GreyFriar
(Spearhead - 3rd Armored Division 75-78 & 83-87)
To: DariusBane
I remember reading something about a stairwell where there are noises that occur at the same are several sailors were killed in WW2, on the USS Alabama.
I have myself heard footsteps in a guest room at a old southern house. I was the only one there, so I assumes it was neighbor kids who were supposedly coming in the house and turning all the lights on when the family was away. I stood out side the room, for a few seconds listening to the footsteps, then threw open the door with a knife in my hand.
No one in the room, my hair stood on end and I went outside to wait in my car for the owners to get back home.
(The Moseley House, Meridian, Mississippi.)
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