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People Describe Times They Experienced The Paranormal After A Loved One's Passing

Updated September 17, 2019 10.2k views15 items

In moments of weakness our most beloved family members will always be there to guide us, even if they've passed on. While supernatural hauntings have never been scientifically proven, many people on Reddit have experienced visits from deceased family members who've helped them at their worst moments. Some of the spectral family figures are crisis apparitions, others are just there to provide a final paranormal message after death. 

It’s one thing to think about a loved one after they've passed on, but it's a completely different kind of experience to have a visit from beyond the grave. Many Redditors have spoken about their experience with ghostly and unexplained visits from their family and they're each heart warming and also terrifying in their own way. 

  • Their Best Friend Continues To Visit Them

    From Redditor /u/squeege222:

    This actually made me make the switch to believing. My best friend [passed] about three years ago and within the first year since he passed, I'm pretty sure he visited me a few times. The most inexplicable one was when I was dropped off at home from Winter Track practice one night. As I was walking up the stairs I thought I heard other footsteps so I stopped. I was halfway up and could look into my room at the end of the hall where they were coming from and I saw nothing but kept hearing someone pacing back and forth.

    This was doubly mysterious as one, I was home alone, and two, my room was and still is such a mess you really can't walk across it.

  • Their Husband Still Comforts Them

    From Redditor /u/Idshimek:

    I have a few very recent occurrences. My husband passed in July of this year. I am sure he has visited me at night when I'm in bed. I've felt the same thing 4 different times... a calming embrace. I start taking to him, telling him I love him. Then it feels like I'm being rocked. One time It felt like I was being pulled out of my body.

    I told him to take me with him if he needed me, then I felt like I was dropped down. It makes me really happy, then really sad when I remember he's not there.

  • Their Grandfather Read Them Bedtime Stories

    From Redditor /u/Ear_of_Corn:

    When I was really young I would wake up and this old man would sit there and explain to me who he was and tell me bedtime stories and stuff. He would normally only really show up when I couldn't sleep and a was about 3 to 4 years old.

    One day my dad picks me up from carpool and shows me this cool newspaper that has a little article on my great-grandfather who my family hadn't really told me about. He had been [gone] for years and I sat there in that car still unable to read and I told my dad exactly who it was who his wife is. It would be one thing if his name was basic like Joe but he doesn't have a normal name that someone can just come up with off the top of their head. His name is Roland Leon.

    My dad tells me the story and quotes 4-year-old me: "That's my angel that talks to me before bed."

  • Their Father Helps Keep Them From Breaking The Law

    From Redditor /u/jimmyjaysf:

    I was living in Manhattan and unemployed and money was getting real tight. I was taking a nap on a Saturday afternoon and had a dream in which my father and I were walking down a country road, Andy and Opie style. In my dream, my dad said something to me which was financial advice, which was very strange because my father never said anything to me while he was alive, like how to throw a ball or be a man, much less how to deal with money. I woke from the dream and was hungry. There was no food in the apartment so I go downstairs to the bodega across the street and get something to eat.

    As I'm walking back to my building, I see that there are a few pieces of mail dropped on the sidewalk. I pick them up very quickly and take them up to my apartment, hoping no one saw me pickup what was obviously not mine. I get back to my apartment and can tell that one of the envelopes contains a credit card. I open it up and it's a Gold American Express Card. I read the letter inside and ascertain that some guy who lives in the city was mailing the card out to his wife who is living in East Hampton.

    I begin to contemplate how easy It would be to go on a shopping spree in Manhattan with this newly found American Express card. I begin to fantasize how I can go to Barneys and get a new suit for a job interview, and go buy a new computer and I can get groceries and I could get myself out of these financial straits I was in and Amex would eat the cost. I had never done anything like this before or ever been in trouble with the law but I was getting desperate. Then suddenly, I remembered the dream I had just a half hour ago and the advice my father gave me walking down the country road. He had said only five words to me in my dream; Leave the credit card alone. I cut up the card and threw it in the garbage.

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