Wednesday, February 4, 2015

Strange things happening to my father. Significance behind three crows? [Father] [self] Thetruthishere


Hello. Lately, my father has been experiencing something very strange. He lives in the house I grew up in with my younger sister, my mom and their dog. When I lived in the house, my brother, friends and I experimented with the supernatural (Ouija Boards, salt-circles, summoning). I became particularly enthralled with the happenings, but that is a different story. All that I can say without further elaboration is that some of the things we experienced as teens in that house can be explained away to paranoia, anxiety, hormones, etc, but there are a few things which I firmly believe defy any reasonable explanation.


My parents never really put any stock in what we claimed to have experienced. Neither are particularly superstitious. I went home to visit for Christmas and my dad explained some strange things had been happening lately.


He works with a woman who claims to experience paranormal phenomenon of all sorts on a regular basis. She claims strange things (footsteps, voices, typical 'ghost' encounters) have frequented her entire life. At the office, strange coincidences started happening. I can't remember the details (I can inquire more if you would like) but they were remarkable enough for everyone in the office to take notice and they actually kept a log of things. I do remember two things that kept popping up, "Cookie Monster" and "Basil". Then suddenly the coincidences stopped.


One day my dad was speaking to the woman in the doorway of her office about her supposed supernatural experiences when he hears footsteps walking up behind him. He thought a co-worker was approaching but when he turned to look nobody was there (classic). The woman asked if he heard them too and explained that these things happen to her all of the time.


At home, my dad noticed the closet in the front hallway seemed to keep opening when it is always kept closed. One day before taking my sister to school, she couldn't find her coat. My dad asked her to remember to close the closet door and he closed it before they left for school. She claimed that she didn't go in that closet. When he returned, the last person to leave the house and first to return, the closet door was wide open again.


One day sometime later, my dad is laying in bed in the afternoon, my mom and sister out of town, when Ginger the dog, jumps up, growls, barks angrily. A second later my dad hears a loud crash in the kitchen. He walks in to discover the refrigerator door was swung open and hit the wall next to it with some force. On the floor was the cap to one of the salad dressings in the fridge. Nothing else was disturbed. Our fridge is new and is air-tight when you close it. You have to pull with some force to open the thing. Even if it were left cracked, some force would need to be exerted to swing it open past the point where it would continue and hit the wall, rather than reversing directions and swinging closed due to the weight of the door.


Now here is where the crows come in. One morning during an intense storm, my dad is stopped at a light taking my sister to school. He notices, despite the wind and rain, there are three crows sitting on the traffic light across the street, seemingly looking at him. One of the crows is bobbing his head repeatedly in a pattern of three. Weird but nothing too strange...


Except it keeps happening. At different locations, on different telephone lines and light-poles, my dad consistently sees three crows, and one is usually bobbing its head in patterns of three. They are usually (always?) facing him/looking at him and there are never more/less than three. Oftentimes they fly away as the light changes and he continues to drive.


We're (my family) all in a group message about the crows and he has sent pictures that I can include later if you people want. This morning, after sending another picture of three crows, he sent the following:



Swear to God and have witnesses...got to work, three crows in the tree right outside my office cawing away...after two minutes inside they all fly off together. Now no crows and no cawing anywhere



Too spooky right?


We vaguely know about the story of the Three Crows of European legend.


Any thoughts?







Submitted February 05, 2015 at 04:27AM by Dormouseful http://ift.tt/16BCSjq Thetruthishere

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