Remeber me posting about people hearing their names called?
This is reported quite frequently in allegedly haunted areas and homes. I have experienced it myself in my old home, and it's very odd indeed.........

Anyhoo, found this little article about name-callers and thought I would post it up for you ~

'Back in the late 1970's, I was 19 years old and living in my family's home. One afternoon while everyone was at work, I decided to take a bath. The bathtub was always a very relaxing place for me. It was an old one that had glass block windows around the back an left side of it. As I lay there quietly I suddenly heard my name whispered very loudly in my left ear! This scared me to death, I jumped out of the tub as fast as I could and ran naked out of the bathroom and to the opposite end of the house. I was alone in the house and terrified. The ear I heard the "whisper" in (it was really loud, almost not in the whisper category) was on the side by the window. That window was very thick glass block and was not made to open, in fact, it was a good sound insulator.
My mother returned home from work a few long hours later and I told her what had happened. She had a strange look on her face and then told me a story she had never told me before.
Back when she and my father first bought our house in the early 1950's, she had walked out to the rural mailbox to get the mail. The house sits back off the street in a neighbourhood that was made up of horse pastures, woods, and homes on lots of an acre or larger.
They really hadn't developed relationships with any of the few neighbours they had yet. As she reached the mailbox, she heard someone calling her name. She looked around and saw no one. Her name continued to be called from some unknown source, and she could not determine if it was a man or woman calling her name. She thought someone was playing a trick on her, so she searched for the prankster without luck. After a while, the name calling stopped and she went into the house.
My mother never found out who was calling her name. She did say that whoever it was must have known her because they were calling her "Jo Ann". That is her middle name, and that is what family and friends have always called her. A stranger would have called her by her first name.
Another interesting titbit about our bathroom. When my brother was about three, he was taking a bath and my mother had stepped out of the bathroom for a minute or two. When she returned, he was pointing at the corner opposite the bathtub saying "there was a lady there smiling at me". Surprised, my mother asked him what he had seen and he told her a lady was standing there looking at him and went away when my mother entered the room.
Our house was always full of strange noises, shadows, smells. I suppose it could be called mildly haunted. My mother still lives there and I still see shadows moving about on occasion. However, we haven't heard our name callers since.'
from Ghosts&Spirits.com/

Hammy x x x

Crikey, that gives me the goosebumps reading that, Hams.

In my family's last home, my sister experienced the loud whispering on one occasion, as she was walking up the stairs. It is a very distinct sound, apparently, quite clearly coming from next to her ear, rather than from a distance.

We all experienced the distant calling, too. I would often hear it late at night, when I was the only one still awake. In my experiences, it always seemed to be from either the garden outside, or from downstairs. My sister would experience the other kind of calling. The sort that imitated a voice, in this case, my mum's. She would often think my mum was shouting her name.

The mimicking of someone calling you is the same as me and my mum experienced. It was so creepy at first, then it just got annoying
The whisper, or hiss, or heavy breath I had on the October investigation was a shock. It felt as if someone was right next to my ear, so close - as if its' lips were touching me, but there was no feeling of breath or touch.......odd

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Well my cousins nan was in the house on her own and she heard a voice shout loudly ANNE!!!(Her name)

My bloke has often said he thought I was talking to him when he was upstairs.

The problem is that I have been in the garden having a fag,so he has been talking to himself

Cheers Freddy xx

Back when I was a kid, I used to swear I would hear my name called (when no one had called it) when I was downstairs at my old house in Colorado Springs, Colorado. I never really associated it with anything ghostly till now, especially after my mom told me of some of the stuff her and my dad experienced in the house. Everyone in my family still swears that house was or is haunted.

Hmmm....

I have heard that, when spirit guides and guardians want to make contact with a person, they will begin by speaking their name. People who are prominent mediums and clairaudients, such as Derek Acorah, have reported this phenomenon at the outset of their mediumship lives, for example.

I would suggest that if you hear sounds of events which could have have occurred in the past (moaning, crying, footsteps etc) then it may be a ghost in the traditional 'stone-tape-recorder' theory, but if something is saying your name or reacting to your actions, then it is more likely to be a spirit.

My advice, as ever, is to speak back to it/him/her. What have you got to lose?

Yes, I often heard my name being called before I embarked on my path as a Spiritualist medium. My house wasn't haunted, it was me that was haunted! I once heard eerie whistling in the middle of the night, too.

Derek Acorah is right - this name calling often precedes mediumship.

Love, Patsy.
xxxxx

I also have had my name called, I thought it was my boyfriend at the time as it sounded just like him, I automatically shouted 'what' but no reply and then it called me again a few minutes later in which I shouted 'what' AGAIN and still there was no reply.

It then hit me that there was no way it could of been him because he was away at the time.


minnie.

The first time this happened to me,I was just a wee lass. I was in my bedroom , when I heard my name whispered loudly. I ran into my parents room and asked them what they wanted. They were both sleeping and didn't answer. Since then, its happened every once in awhile.

A few years ago i was looking after a friends cottage, when she went on holliday.One evening i was going upstairs to go to bed.I could hear someone whispering my name.It was a bit creepy but not scary.A few nights later the same thing happend. Again I did not worry about it to much,untill i sat down on the bed. I could feel a cold hand touching the back of my neck.I drove home that night and
told my friend my strange story,when she returned.She had never experienced anything like it in the house.

This is obviously a more widespread phenomenon than people realise. The voices that whisper your name must be particularly creepy.

This is strange,

I sometimes hear my name being called, usually in the voice of my mother's. When I'd go find her, in the house, I would ask her if she called my name, but her answer would be "No". Then she'd give me this weird look, and I'd give her a weird look. So in the end it becomes funny, but really disturbing nevertheless.

I would also hear voices when I'd go to sleep...

i think I was 15-16 yrs old, i was alone in our apartment washing dishes. I heard footsteps, (didn’t think much of it because I hadn't had an "experience" there), someone blow on my neck and then I heard a women whisper my name twice.

The only experiences I've had similar to those described here, have been two occasions where I've been asleep in bed or on the sofa and woke up to hear someone speaking in the room.

The first instance was a female voice coming from the corner near the bed where, needless to say, there was no female; the second was a male voice coming from behind the sofa, where there was no male.

What was strange, was that on both occasions I could not distinguish the words that had been spoken, and the voices stopped just as I came to. Stranger still was that on both occasions, afterwards I received news which had a big impact on me.

You could argue that spirit was forewarning me, but the message, at the time, was unclear...

Maybe with time it will improve?

Man i never beleived this until i read it now
My cousins who stayed at my aunts old house some years
ago
said they could hear somebody whisper their name
in the bathroom
and also sometimes the lights would turn off by themselves in the upstairbathroom
and also they could feel breathing on their bodies

i guess that house was haunted
after all

the only thing i heard when i was watcing TV alone in that house
was footsteps upstairs
and when i was in the garage i think i felt somebody blow air on me
but there was no one there...

i never heard whispers call my name
but i did hear like female whispers
tell me to do evil things in my ears one time
that scared me... that happened at my house

Argh! This reminds me of a similar experience almost ten years ago. I was watching tv in the living room when my sister walked past me and into our bedroom. She had this really weird glazed expression on her face, so I followed her. She stopped in front of our closet, then looked kind of confused. After a bit she turned around to face me, and apparently I surprised her because she jumped and started screaming bloody murder. She started crying too, and said that I had called her from the room, and when she walked in, she had seen ME walk into the closet.

I know she wasn't lying because she's the type who smiles when she's trying to pull one over you, and a horrible actor.

Doppelganger.

It wouldn't surprise me if it was a doppelganger. The apartment building we were living in belongs to my grandfather, and strange things are known to have occured in it. When he first bought it a little boy had drowned in the canal that ran beside it, and a man living in the basement complained that something rattled the acoustic ceiling tiles and pulled his blankets off when he was trying to sleep. Not too long after he filed the complaint, the man disappeared, leaving all his things behind (although my rational mind tells me that he was probably deported).

I would also see crazy things in that room, like tiny grey people way less than a foot tall coming out of the closet at night. I recall one time my sister and I making a hammock on our bunk bed by tying both ends of a sheet to two of the bed posts. We had turned off the light just for fun, and were laying there, laughing and talking, when it felt like something was scratching at our backs. We weren't pretending, because we simultaneously shuddered and yelped when we felt it. I could partially see through the blanket bacause it was very thin, and what I saw was this showed form that looked like a wolf. We could also hear its nails scratching at the cloth. When I looked up over my sister's head (she was sitting opposite me so the soles of our feet touched) I saw one of the little people sitting on the bedpost where the blanket was tied. She claimed that she saw one over my head too. We screamed for our parents and older brothers for half an hour, and even though the bedroom door was wide open, they didn't hear us until our voices were shot and we were moaning and crying.

Definitely not one of the best childhood memories.

Oh! And another thing: a few years later I was watching T.V. when Unsolved Mysteries came on, and they showed a mummy that looked exactly like the Little People I had seen!

Yes, my sister does remember (seems kind of hard to forget something so freaky), I try not to think about these things alot, but we were talking the other night when she brought it up. She described the other me as "completely solid looking, nothing unusual or out of place, and wearing the exact same outfit I was wearing while watching the tube." (I wore very distinct clothes, the outfit was a shirt that said "Monk's Bar" and the pants I had doodled all over.) It didn't dissipate or anything, it just ducked into the closet and didn't come out. When she turned around, I was right behind her.

No, I don't live there anymore, but my grandfather still owns it and still has tenants in it. I go there regularly to help collect rent or fix apartments (people seem to think that they can trash the place and steal fixtures like toilets since they don't own the place.)

Interesting... do you think aliens could be performing psychological experiments of some sort?

Also, my grandfather has recently bought and renovated the building next door to it. One of the tenants has mentioned to me that she hears stomping sounds coming from a still vacant room, and that her funiture sometimes gets rearranged at night. From what I've heard from the neighbors, the whole neighborhood has unexplainable things happening.

I had a similar experience to this in my early 20's.
I used to smoke in bed first thing in the morning on a regular basis. But this particular morning I lit up a ciggy and dozed back to sleep again. All of a sudden I heard my grandads voice shouting at me to "WAKE UP". I woke up and found a massive ciggarette burn in my quilt and it was smouldering.
After that I have never had another cigg in bed. And the weird thing was, my grandad had been dead for seven years.

Absolute true story, I assure you.

Ah... the reason I hate being alone... *Shudders* And down here in the south it's a little worse.

Guess I've been reading too many swamp horror stories *G*

Though I've had that happen before. It's creepy...

*Jumps* And It makes it worse hearing the cats on the damned roof. I thought cats were suposed to be quiet? It sounds like a heard of buffalo up there.

I don't know a great deal about 'doppelgangers' but I don't think that they are ghosts or separate spirits - from my understanding of them, they are a projection of the self. If your sister saw you then it would not be someone else's spirit or ghost. The questions is, what was the purpose of the apparition - surely not just to frighten your sister.

Sounds like those apartments were a well-spring of phenomena...

(Blue Scorpion: you say you're trying to link phenomena together - have a look at my thread on aliens - 'Everything Under One Umbrella' - and check out the 'Mothman Prophecies' by John Keel...)

I hear voices sometimes...

Some of them are my muses yelling ideas to me... The others though *Shudders* Let's just say I like keeping noise around me to shut them up.

Then again... I am crazy...

If a voice is heard which emulates or imitates the voice of another person who is not present, I would suggest that this is not a spirit or a guardian etc, but is more likely to be an elemental type entity, and as such should not be toyed with.

Steer clear.

man, id love to be in touch with ghosts or live in a house like you!
but bif i ever did see a ghost id proberbly just scream and run away and nver return!

Hey Dancin'Hamster!

The 'elemental' theory has been around for quite a while and I have to say that I do give it some credit. They have also been called devas (not 'divas' as in the big haired, glam female icons ).

Basically, you're correct in your brief explanation. Any location in which any strongly negative emotion is played out or where anything horrible has occurred soaks up the energy. This energy is like a ship without a captain, going nowhere and just hanging around.

I don't know where the intelligence comes from, but it is thought that an intelligence either takes over that energy and uses it, or the energy itself manifests as an intelligent entity. Once formed, the elemental basically becomes a selfish, childlike force striving to make itself noticed or to dominate an area. It does not have a personality like a normal spirit would, and it's traits are to use the energy to create smells, touch or scratch people, or make sounds. Often they are seen as animal-like shapes moving in the corner of one's eye. I do believe that this is where the 'black dog' phenomenon comes from.

Since the elemental does not have a voice of its own, it can only speak by mimicing others... hence my point above.

Elementals are best not engaged with, and the areas where they inhabit should be cleansed or blessed by someone who knows what they are doing.

This any clearer?

Why must everything be negative? I know some of the voices I've heard since a child actually were more like guardians warning me away from something.

And sorry rambling again. Bad habbit... Must be Hammy's fault for scaring me with her stories.

*G*

Crystal Clear.

If we were to place positive energy on the surrounding areas where these negative entities live, would that help lose em'? Ying and yang creates a balance of a neutral state. If this is right...

*Nods* I mean if you think positively around the namecallers... maybe they'lll go away.

But then again.... it might not work too well.

Weirdness. when I was younger, me and my friends would go to the playground by my house. whenever no one was talking, I'd hear my dad's voice calling me. I'd ask whoever was with me if they heard it too, and they'd say they didn't. Weirdest part, though, it was usually when both my parents were at work and it was too quiet to be from my house. I always just assumed it was my mind playing tricks on me, but after reading this thread I'm not so sure.

Not everything paranormal is negative: look at good spirits & ghosts (like the one in Dancin's hitch-hiker story), or guardian angels, or alien encounters after which the person feels stronger, or NDEs after which the person has clearer life goals...

I have no idea why an elemental is usually negative or destructive - must be because the newly-formed being is quite unadvanced and therefore more primal??

Buggyelfmaiden, I guess physics would say that bringing something positive into an area of negativity might well eradicate it, but then again the negative influences that built up the elemental in the first place would have gone on for years or have been something very serious (like a murder, or torture etc), so the positive force would have to equal it...

Interesting stuff.

like in the place of a death... bring life.


have to think here.... Science of anysort's not my strong point. *Still can't see whe Biology classes require you to cut up an animal.... The chemicals they used when I was in school made me sick.*