My true ghost stories, weird happenings, theories and speculation on all things strange and quirky!

One Word Photo Challenge – Mirror


One Word Photo Challenge – Mirror

This Week’s Challenges: January 28 – February 3 (OWPC, WW & CYW)


This is one of my favorite photos. That’s me, reflected in a mirror that was in an old Victorian house. The house is reputed to be haunted. I was outside, peeking in the window at a bedroom and dresser with mirror, while ghost hunting.


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© 2018 BS

Prediction – Just Jot It January


Prediction – Just Jot It January

#JusJoJan Daily Prompt – January 25th, 2018


Your prompt for January 25th, 2018, brought to you by my dear friend Dar, is “Prediction.” Use it any way you’d like in your post. And make sure you visit Dar at her blog, “Darswords” to read her post and say hi! Here’s her link:


This is a post I wrote back in 2015. I don’t think many have seen it, so wanted to re-post it, as it fits the prompt word today, ‘prediction’.



FOREBODE…FOREBODING… Foretell…Portend…to have an inward conviction of a coming ill or misfortune. Also, an omen, prediction, or presentiment esp. of coming evil…portent…something that foreshadows a coming event…prophetic indication or significance…to bode…to give an anticipatory sign of…

Have you ever had a gut feeling, a sort of intuition, a knowing that something bad was going to happen…a foreboding feeling?

I get them…sometimes. It’s a really odd feeling that will not leave you alone, until the incident happens. You may not even know what it is about until later. It is a creepy, apprehensive feeling in your mind that you want resolved, so you can stop thinking about it.

It’s like a stalker, you can’t see it, but it’s there. It disrupts everything, and you know it’s not good. Then, after the strangeness suddenly leaves you, and you feel normal again, you look back and say…that’s why I was feeling so weird.

Three times in the past that I remember it being especially strong. I’d had that dreaded feeling all day…couldn’t shake it. Then, that evening, we got a telegram delivered to our door. (we didn’t have a phone at that time). It just said to call home. (we were in another state). We found a pay phone to call from. My mom told us that my sister’s fiance had been killed that day. A train had hit his car, and he and two of his brothers had not survived. So awful and sad. After hearing this news, the strange foreboding feeling left me.

Another time was when I’d had that feeling all day. That afternoon, we got a phone call that my dad was in the hospital. He’d been injured on the job (a broken arm)…same foreboding feeling.

The most recent time was a few years ago. It concerned some prescribed medicine I was supposed to take…an antibiotic. I didn’t want to take it. I dreaded taking it, and had that awful feeling of foreboding.  I just could not make myself put the first pill in my mouth. I tried…several times…I held it up to my lips, glass of water in the other hand, and just could not do it. I knew this medicine would kill me! I called the Dr. and said there was no way I’d take it, and he prescribed another kind. I’m sure he thought I was a bit crazy, when I told him I’d die if I took the first one. The knowing…the feeling of foreboding was so strong… and I was not going to ignore my intuition about it. As soon as I got the other pills, the bad feelings went away, and I took the new ones with no trouble.

So, I really hate getting that foreboding feeling, but in a way, I guess it is helpful in some situations!

Can you remember a strange feeling about something so strong you couldn’t ignore it? It was that foreboding feeling…wasn’t it?

Just Jot It January – Justice


Just Jot It January – Justice

#JusJoJan Daily Prompt – January 15th, 2018


Your prompt for January 15th, 2018, brought to you by the lovely Barb, is “Justice.” Use it any way you’d like in your post. And make sure you visit Barb at her blog, “Gallimaufry,” to read her post and say hi! Here’s her link:


We’re supposed to write about the word ‘justice’, if we want.

I’m going with something a little different, but with the same sounding word, ‘Justiss’.

Here’s the story, which may or may not have a bit of coincident or even a touch of synchronicity about it.

Quite a few years ago, here in town, my brother-in-law had a job as a Certified Nurses Aid (CNA). He’s had this type of job for years, in many different locations.

One of the duties he had on this one was to care for an elderly couple. Their last name was Justiss.

Later on, my BIL moved on to other jobs and other towns.

Quite a few years had passed, and evidently so had Mr. and Mrs. Justiss.

Now, here’s what’s odd or weird, or whatever you want to call it.

I love going to yard sales. So one day we go to one, and I buy some old scrapbooks. There were 12 of them, all one dollar each, and were huge, heavy books. Most were filled with Christmas cards someone had collected from friends and family, and also lots of seasonal newsletters, and one book had photos. These scrapbooks went as far back as the early 1940s!

It turns out that these books had belonged to the very same Mrs. Justiss, that my BIL had taken care of years before. The lady had written all kinds of things in her scrapbooks, along with her own address. It was the same one, same name…everything. I asked the yard sale lady where she’d gotten the books, and she told me from an estate sale.

I still have them all, and think it was probably my most favorite find at a yard sale.

What do you think?


photos of part of a page and the cover of one of the scrapbooks…


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© 2018 BS




Invasion # 3 -Baby Frogs


Invasion # 3 – Baby Frogs

I’d forgotten I’d never posted my 3rd invasion story, so here it is! 🙂


One summer the girls were taking baton twirling lessons at the city’s Garden & Arts Center here in town. We got there, and all over the grass and sidewalks there were these tiny hopping things. There must have been millions of them. At first we thought they were bugs or something, but looking closer we saw that they were teeny tiny little frogs!

When we left, after the lessons at the center, we found a paper cup in the car, and scooped up a bunch of the little frogs to take home. They were let go in Grand-ma’s garden out back, and I guess the frogs liked it there, because they grew up into big frogs. We’d see them out there sometimes, just as happy as could be. 🙂

I don’t know if you’d call it an actual invasion, but I’d never seen so many frogs at one time before.


Photo found on Pixabay


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© 2017 BS


31 Days of Halloween – Costume


31 Days of Halloween – Costume


Yesterday was the final day of the Halloween Challenge for this year. I’ve had fun painting all the rocks, and hope you enjoyed seeing them.

The last prompt to use was ‘costume’. I was busy with Halloween things, so never got this last one posted, but here it is. 🙂



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© 2017 BS

My True Ghost Story for Halloween


My True Ghost Story for Halloween  


This is a true ghost story. It happened in the house we live in now.


Levitate, levitation, levitating…to rise or float in the air esp. in seeming defiance of gravitation; the act or process of levitating – esp. the rising or lifting of a person or thing by means held to be supernatural.

Our bedroom mirror levitated…by itself!

We’ve lived here in this house for quite a few years, now, and we are only the second family to have lived here. We met the previous owners, and they are not weird, and no horrible thing ever occurred in this house, that we were made aware of. It’s just that the paranormal seems to follow me around, no matter which house I’m in.

The mirror in question, was a used one…one of those kind of tall ones that fit onto a dresser. It wasn’t bolted on, though, just propped up against the wall, and dresser top. The dresser was covered with all kinds of junk that accumulates, such as papers, bills, a glass lazy-susan that held coins, pens, watches, and miscellaneous items. There was a box of papers, a piggy bank, a belt, some cards…well, the whole top was covered in stuff.

I was sitting in the dining room, doing some scrap booking. The bedroom where the mirror was, was one wall away and in front of me. We have four cats, but they were all sleeping in the far back bedroom. It was quiet in the house…no TV on, no music playing. Suddenly, I hear a terrible crash coming from the bedroom. I went to see what it was. I found that the mirror had fallen onto the carpeted floor, and shattered.

What was so strange was that absolutely nothing in the bedroom or on top of the dresser had been disturbed at all! Not one thing had fallen off to the floor. There was no way the mirror could have just fallen frontwards in the first place, because of all the stuff on the top of the dresser. It couldn’t have slipped from the bottom, either, as it would have knocked off the stuff.

All I can believe, is that somehow, the only way…the only way this happened, was that the mirror levitated itself, going up and over the things, silently, then turned itself sideways to the dresser, then crashed down onto the floor. That’s when I heard the crash! I ran in, and saw it laying on the floor, sideways to the dresser, mirror glass side down…on carpet. The sound of breaking glass had been loud, though!

What is also surprising, is that it did not scare me at all. I was just like, well, gotta clean up the glass shards. I’ve gotten so used to objects flying around the houses I’ve been in, that it has become the normal thing. I had a bit of a time, trying to get that mirror up off the floor, as it was pretty heavy. I couldn’t just lift it up and take it out. I had to drag it all the way through the house and out to the garage. It stayed out there for a long, long time; we just recently got rid of it. Nothing else ever happened with it.

That incident was only one of several, here in this house. I’ll tell more in another post, and also things that happened in other houses I’ve lived in.

Hope your household goods stay put, because mine sure don’t!

© 2014 BS


Happy Halloween! 🙂

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