I posted these as comments on a YouTuber’s paranormal post, two different posts about the same incident. I am reposting my comments as a way to start writing something more on this site. I do have an interest in the paranormal but, I’m more skeptical than a believer. I know we don’t know everything, there are so many things science has yet to understand or discover, but… a lot can be explained by simple things too. I don’t rush in to believe either way, I like to observe and make a decision based on facts, more than emotions or crowd mentality. If that makes sense.
Anyway, here is a start to my site about the unexplained, paranormal and supernatural, mostly based in Ontario because that is where I am.
Paranormal things run in my family. My Grandmother was told there were lines of people wanting to talk to her (by a woman who worked as a medium). But, after seeing her recently deceased sister, my Grandmother did not want to experience more of it. She was frightened. The medium told her to just say out loud that she did not want to hear from those people/ spirits/ ghosts. That seemed to work. The only time she had another ghost/ paranormal event was just after her husband died. When I began having some paranormal experiences and that feeling of not being alone, I didn’t like it. So I did the same and that stopped it for me as well. I think it is more than I want to be involved with. I am still interested in the paranormal, beyond ghosts and spirits especially. I’ve never decided if I really believe in ghosts, as people think of them. But, I believe there was something which felt very scary to me as a teenager and young woman. I’m glad I decided not to be more involved in it. I am an atheist witch, in my beliefs. I strongly believe people will find what they look for, whether they like what they find, or not.
I once had a very creepy feeling about my nephew when he was a toddler. I had put him to bed, was lying next to him after telling bedtime stories and having a bit of talking about the moon, stars, just simple relaxing conversation for a little guy. Just waiting for him to fall asleep and then I would go downstairs to do the dishes, etc. Somehow I had a sudden, strong feeling that he was the devil or evil. This is so far from anything I usually feel or have ever felt in my life. I don’t even believe in devils, hell, etc. I’m an atheist Witch and I only believe in people and the planet itself. I was hugely creeped out and it lasted at least 15 minutes until I made myself get up and leave. I never had that come back, the nephew is a grown man now (22 or 23). I still remember how awful and terrible and scary the feeling was. But, I love the boy, looked after him for his early years when my sister went back to school. I can only think the feelings came from me somehow. But, I do understand your feelings about that doll, how strong and strange they can be. I’d be curious about how it is going in Australia too, but not really wanting to know.