Showing posts with label children. Show all posts
Showing posts with label children. Show all posts

Monday, September 15, 2014

Is It Really Just An Imaginary Friend?


In many horror/suspense movies and stories, we'd often find among the characters a child who has an imaginary friend that later turns out to be "something else."

The thing about this is: This doesn't only happen in fiction.

Does your child -- or the child of someone you know -- simply have an imaginary friend?

Or should you start paying attention?

Here are some telltale signs...





Friday, April 4, 2014

School Ghost Story: The Man Downstairs


Photo by Bjearwicke
My kid's Catholic school is over 100 years old. There is a basement under the gym that's used for storage.

I was subbing once, and during recess one of the kick balls goes down the stairs.

A little girl was standing at the top of the stairs yelling, "Just throw it up to me."

I went over and asked who she was talking to, and she replied:

"That big man down the stairs."

I went down and there was nobody down there, and it was the only way in.

I asked some of the other kids if they have seen the man before, and they said, "Yes, but Sister told us not to talk to him."

I asked them to describe "Sister," and they described a nun.

There haven't been nuns at the school in 40 years.




From Tickld:
http://www.tickld.com/x/when-you-see-what-these-kids-said-youll-want-to-run-number-5-is-bone-chilling

Monday, March 10, 2014

Have You Experienced A Ghostly School Encounter?


Maybe you were in elementary school. Or maybe it was in high school. Or maybe it happened when you were already in college.

Either way, it's still there in your memory: your own school ghost story.

Share it with us today.





Name:
Email Address:
Tell us the school ghost story here:
If you know of any history the school has that might explain the ghostly encounter, write it here:

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Tuesday, February 4, 2014

Is It Really Just An Imaginary Friend?


Does your child simply have an imaginary friend?

Or could it be something more sinister that you need to do something about?

Here are four (4) differences between "harmless imaginary friends" and "possible harmful entities" that can help you decide:







If you feel that your child's "imaginary friend" may be something you need to be concerned about, seek the help of a counselor or a psychologist first to rule out other possibilities / diagnoses, and to create a plan of action for what you can do next.


- The SPRG Team


Thursday, September 19, 2013

When Grandmother Said Goodbye



Grandma's Favorite Dog 


Our grandmother died at 3am on January 1, 2010. She had just finished celebrating the coming of the New Year, and a few hours later she was gone.

After her funeral we adopted and brought home her favorite dog, "J," a cute brown shih tzu, because everyone thought we could take better care of him.

J was friendly, toilet-trained, and became instantly protective of the kids in the family; he stayed wherever they were, and usually slept in their bedroom.



40 Days Later

One night--about a month after grandmother's death--something strange happened.

It was a Saturday night and the kids were allowed to stay up late. They were in the living room watching a movie, and J was on the floor near them, looking like he wanted to go to sleep.

According to the kids, "all of a sudden J's ears perked up, his tail started wagging, and he started bouncing around joyfully, running and barking at an empty wall."

A few times he even excitedly stood up on his hind legs, like he was reaching up to someone he loved.

The kids were too weirded out to react or move (it was a quiet night; the adults were reading in their rooms). It really seemed to them that J was playing with someone/something they couldn't see.



5 Minutes Of Playing With Someone Invisible 

After five minutes of this strange behavior, J just as suddenly settled down, returned to his spot on the living room floor, turned around a few times, then lay down and curled up to sleep.

To this day we believe it was our grandmother who came to our living room that night.

The kids couldn't see her, but J could... and she stayed around to play with him, until she had to say goodbye.

After all, J was her favorite dog.