Tommy's Journey: September 25, 2010
A very long account of a significant haunting in a family members home and ghost
radars role in many of the findings. The Paranormal team was aghast at the “identical
names and circumstances” shared by their devices and ghost radar. The first portion
of the story has already been published on the stories website. Also, I included some
photos for you to view at the end. These were taken by me.
Please, as always, feel free to edit if you choose to post this. As always, you have
unconditional permission to use any information that I may send you. This story has
been a life-altering serious event: proof that the radar can be taken as seriously as one
BELOW IS THE ORIGINAL STORY:
I hope I am submitting my story correctly. I’ve had several encounters with ghost radar
that I consider nothing less than incredible. I often pass by the house (from an earlier
story) where the radar stated the proper name of the convicted killer. Since then, the
flux always shows an increase in activity near the house, although no words have been
spoken. Also, I told of a historical land marker on the same highway by which the radar
consistently lit up with yellows and reds. I probably had this experience 15 times, at
least. Strangely, the activity in this area abruptly stopped. I was surprised at first, but the
energy which was present there, always giving me a reading, disappeared. To me, that
seemed as strange as when I always got a reading.
I don’t how exclusive ghost radar is to the following story, but it certainly has a role. This
is one of those “ah, he’s just a little cracked” type stories, and perhaps I am if believing
in my own experience, however strange, makes me cracked.
My brother bought a new home last June. While house hunting, I fell in love with tis
particular house. Not wanting to persuade my brother either way, I kept my liking to
myself. The house had a warmth unlike any other that we visited.
How deceitful that was! After a few months, I felt consumed by a presence (a frequently
used word, but that’s as close as I can get). This sensation only occurred when my
brother was away from the house. Or, if he went into another room and shut the door,
(disconnected from the rest of the house.).
It took about four times of dealing with tis experience to notice the pattern. The best way
I can attempt to describe the sensation is it was like a drug-induced state of mine
After months without telling my brother, knowing he was comfortable there, he brought
up two disturbing encounters. First, he claimed that a very distinct cold force would rush
past him once, then again. It was very confined, unlike a breeze. Then, he claimed that
he heard a violent dismembered voice shriek his name, and he said it sounded just like
our dad (who is still alive).
Okay, I’m feeling a little odd already because I don’t go around telling this story to
anyone! But here’s for the rest.
We agreed that whatever was present originated in the guest bedroom portion of his
house (a dark hallway, a bedroom,and a bathroom.)
I brought the radar in to see what came up with my brothers consent. Bravely, I sat on
the bed,radar in hand, in the dead of night in the guest room. No noteworthy words
were spoken, but I had never seen so many red and yellow readings at once. They
would appear , scoot slightly on the screen, then vanish beforevanother six or seven
would appear. The activity appeared to be highly concentrated near the window of
the bedroom. More blips than words. So, our individual experiences conjoined with an
amazing return of images on the radar all convinced us that something was definitely
Since that evening, I’ve taken my radar in the house twice, and discovered that
whatever resides there feels invasive whenever I use the radar. That strange
experience, which would happen without the radar, seemed to be more active, more
vivid whenever I had the radar on. Thus, I stopped using it there for the sake of
obviously keeping things calm. It was as if I was being invasive in some way by using
the radar there.
My friends/family, all of who know I’m s pragmatic type, have come to believe what I’m
saying is true. The greatest frustration is in trying to describe the experience. So, just for
assurance, I leave the radar off when visiting.
On the other hand, I’ve taken ghost radar many places, had amazing even breath taking
experiences (which weren’t necessarily fearful), and ive noticed one thing after using
the radar consistently: the more you use it, the more accurate it becomes. It’s like it gets
to know you or something (not in an eerie way). The words become more relevant and
applicable to your life.
Normally I would listen to tales such as mine for a good hair-raising story, then write it
off as a nonsense tale given by a nonsense person. But, friends (few and close) and
family have tried to assist me in dealing with strange happenings in that house. The fact
that ghost radar confirmed high levels of activity and seemed to aggravate whatever is
there is strangely even further proof of it’s authenticity.
I’ve never had a weird feeling with the radar in any other way. As I always say at the
end of my stories, I’ve never felt threatened or unsafe in any way whatsoever with the
device. I believe 100 percent in it’s ability to safely show me what is there and to let it
communicate with me. Strange, I know, but that’s my story….
UPDATE: GHOSTS BUSTED!
I’m trying to make the crux of these stories about the ghost radar proper, but the
description of the “haunting”, if you will, is necessary to appreciate what ghost radar is
Since the original story about my brother’s house and the strange goings on, we have
had a team of investigators explore the house. (Jack, I know I’ve sent you pieces of this
event as it has unfolded, but here is the bigger picture).
The team verified everything that I stated above on that site. Lots of activity in the guest
room area, I am indeed intrusive to them (because I have authority over my brother),
and they do NOT like for me to use the radar (it makes me seem more intrusive), and
did NOT like their equipment either. “Anything that exposes it” is what the team said.
I allowed them to search without revealing my inklings or encounters. then we
compared notes. How amazing! They hit the nail on the head about my “hunches.”
Their photos revealed amazing results, showing at least three faces in the window
at the front of the house (the guest area). I didn’t believe it at first, thinking maybe
some “ghost capture” (an app–and yes, I love it, too), type process was used. I did
my homework and thought of all other possibilities that could have caused a “false
picture.” Although it could be debunk, it is more likely than not an accurate picture of
what is in the house (told you a bit of a pragmatist!), at least according to my reasoning
After that night, I went to the house to collect some personal items for my
brother. Nervously, I took my nephew and we entered. Having an idea of what was
there, I felt much better/more relaxed in the house. Even enough to (sounds foolish)
turn on my radar. I spoke a Native American phrase, which states “I come as your
friend.” The radar immediately stated “equal.” I knew what it meant immediately!
It came as a friend as well. I asked it its name. Not a second passed, until it
stated “Henry.” It only spoke when it had something to say, yet it remained on the lower
right quadrant of the radar as a blue then green color the entire time of my stay. As
we were leaving, we asked if a child was present. iMMEDIATELY it stated, “autumn;
growing, death”. We took it that a Native child named Autumn had died on the land at
SHORTLY BEFORE THE PARANORMAL TEAM’S FINAL VISIT:
We have scheduled the main session for tonight: The ghosts will be exorcised (due to
lack of better word), and it could be quite difficult, at least according to the team leader,
as he claims they are little “tricksters” and love to hide. I was instructed to be as silent
as possible, once they determine that it is safe for me to enter the house as the ghosts
could rebuttal abruptly once they are forced out of their hiding spots. (This is sounding
ooh! already!). I’ve wondered if they would move things, show up as an image, or even
speak! Now I’m starting to think this haunting thing is ludicrous (and so am I), as I read
my words! I’ll just move on.
Today, the ghost radar has made some interesting statements. I haven’t had
it on for a couple of days, so it delved right into speaking. The words speak for
themselves: “Frighten, union, window, quietly, search, agree identity, pound, door,
mixture. Also, (Autumn; growing; death), after being asked if a child was present,
what her name was, and why she was there. The aforementioned tells me her
name, “growing” that she was a child, and that she was in fact dead.
MISSION ACCOMPLISHED: THE PARANORMAL TEAM
The paranormal “agent”, an ordained priest, kept telling “Henry” to communicate. (This
is the ghost who stated its name to us! I made sure they had no knowledge of my
we were watching via the monitor. As the priest was about to leave the room, he asked
it, “so how did Autumn die?”. I was so flabbergasted that I had reached my ceiling of
tolerance and had to take an hour for a break. When I returned, the ordained man-of-
the cloth approached my vehicle and spoke to me through the window: The children
had passed over to the other side (kind of an eerie, yet happy feeling), but the tough
guy still remained: Henry! This is who identified itself by name a few days prior through
I put on my suit of spiritual armor, asked that Christ be with me and guide my words,
and i entered the house. It was pitch black. I wasn’t afraid, and I let it know that (again,
Henry). I would ask a question and receive an answer. For example, do you want pass
on? Can you pass on? Do you believe in the Almighty? NO, No, and no, respectively,
were his answers to all of the questions. I commanded that it would no longer bother
me, or my brother. Their sound devices are how the words were delivered.
When my nephew mentioned the words that had been stated to us, right after
the 5-hour paranormal procedure, one of the team members, astonished, verily
stated, “Please let me see that!” Then he proceeded to the main leader, “Did you hear
what has been stated by this device?” He asked about every detail, asked the leader if
it could be used as evidence. The leader stated, unfortunately not at this point but
overwhelmingly had no choice but to verifiy its validity and knew there was something
very accurate about it. He said that he and the team members want to seriously check
into the device because of its breath-taking accuracy. My apologies for such a long
story, but it is a long story. Again, ghost radar prevails. As always, never should one
be frightened of this device. Just a reminder of what this world contains.
As for now, five of the six ghosts have been allowed to “move on.”
The one remaining will likely go dormant as it doesn’t have the five others to draw
Now, the house feels fresh and clean, spiritually. What convivial conversations I have
had with my brother and his roommate as we are able to sit care-free in the home’s
great room. Even his roommate, who never sensed any problems in the house, noticed
that it felt “empty” of something.
Home Sweet Home, at long last. Oh, and ghost radar. I accidentally turned it on last
night while sorting through my Ipad while at the house. It had some pleasantries to
say itself! Nothing bad there anymore. And thanks to the identical statements of ghost
radar and the paranormal team, I can rest assured that their work was for real…..as well
as the radar.