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MatthewB · Joined: 26 Sep 2018 Posts: 13

Hello, I am new to this site I found it after talking with an old friend regarding an experience we shared some 16 years back.
First I would like to tell you that I am a child of two European immigrants. My mother was Irish my father Scicilian. My maternal grandmother, from County Cork, lived with us when we were young in Boston. Other Irish women would often come to the house for her advice and counsel. They said she possessed the Fey.
We lived in a very large house with bedrooms on the second and third floor. My Nanny Julie lived on the third floor slone. There was always candy in her room and one day, after she went out I decided to get some for myself.
She was a smoker and often had the windows open to air out the room.. I was four or five when this occurred, I went up to her room but the candy had been put up on the shelf in her closet. So I pull her desk chair over to climb up on and get the candy. As I was straining to reach the shelf I looked over at the far wall and saw a dark cloaked figure coming towards me with an outstretched hand. I was frightened to death and ran from the room. Moments later the room was on fire.
My grandmother had left a cigarette in the ashtray by the window and the curtain had blown into it and caught fire. That figure. Which as a child looked like a sea hag in a dark cloak had saved me.
Years later we moved to a house just outside the city which had some gruesome history. All five of us children were very uncomfortable in the house with fear of bad spirits. When it was extremely bad for me I could feel a presence sit on the corner of my bed. Although I was frightened it somehow relieved the fear of evil that I was experiencing before. This happened many times until I was in my mid teens.
Fast forward into my early forties I had developed a bad addiction to IV opiates. On one particular evening my girlfriend and I were having a difficult time finding anything to satisfy the need for dope. We ventured into an area we would not normally go and got what we needed. I pulled into a convenience store to get a bottle of water. It was a very hot and still South Florida night but when I parked the hedges beside the car started violently rustling as if in a heavy wind only there was no wind. The next thing my girlfriend was jabbering and trembling in fear looking out the back window. When I turned there was the cloaked figure if my youth with outstretched hand.
I immediately felt that it was a warning and something was wrong. Then it was gone. Out of fear we did not do the dope and by the next morning we heard that a number of people had died from a dealer selling heroin laced with arsenic. What we had bought was the same stuff.
As frightening as the sight was it had now saved me twice and very interesting to me was that my girl had seen it too.
My grandmother had told me when I was younger that the same figure had appeared to her sister who was suppose to come to the states on the Titanic. She did not go and came later on a different ship. Apparently there had been numerous instances of this apperition that had intervened when death was imminent for a number of family members over many generations.
It has always left me wondering who and what this cloaked figure was.

MatthewB · Joined: 26 Sep 2018 Posts: 13

Hello, I am new to this site I found it after talking with an old friend regarding an experience we shared some 16 years back.
First I would like to tell you that I am a child of two European immigrants. My mother was Irish my father Scicilian. My maternal grandmother, from County Cork, lived with us when we were young in Boston. Other Irish women would often come to the house for her advice and counsel. They said she possessed the Fey.
We lived in a very large house with bedrooms on the second and third floor. My Nanny Julie lived on the third floor slone. There was always candy in her room and one day, after she went out I decided to get some for myself.
She was a smoker and often had the windows open to air out the room.. I was four or five when this occurred, I went up to her room but the candy had been put up on the shelf in her closet. So I pull her desk chair over to climb up on and get the candy. As I was straining to reach the shelf I looked over at the far wall and saw a dark cloaked figure coming towards me with an outstretched hand. I was frightened to death and ran from the room. Moments later the room was on fire.
My grandmother had left a cigarette in the ashtray by the window and the curtain had blown into it and caught fire. That figure. Which as a child looked like a sea hag in a dark cloak had saved me.
Years later we moved to a house just outside the city which had some gruesome history. All five of us children were very uncomfortable in the house with fear of bad spirits. When it was extremely bad for me I could feel a presence sit on the corner of my bed. Although I was frightened it somehow relieved the fear of evil that I was experiencing before. This happened many times until I was in my mid teens.
Fast forward into my early forties I had developed a bad addiction to IV opiates. On one particular evening my girlfriend and I were having a difficult time finding anything to satisfy the need for dope. We ventured into an area we would not normally go and got what we needed. I pulled into a convenience store to get a bottle of water. It was a very hot and still South Florida night but when I parked the hedges beside the car started violently rustling as if in a heavy wind only there was no wind. The next thing my girlfriend was jabbering and trembling in fear looking out the back window. When I turned there was the cloaked figure if my youth with outstretched hand.
I immediately felt that it was a warning and something was wrong. Then it was gone. Out of fear we did not do the dope and by the next morning we heard that a number of people had died from a dealer selling heroin laced with arsenic. What we had bought was the same stuff.

MatthewB · Joined: 26 Sep 2018 Posts: 13

Hello, I am new to this site I found it after talking with an old friend regarding an experience we shared some 16 years back.
First I would like to tell you that I am a child of two European immigrants. My mother was Irish my father Scicilian. My maternal grandmother, from County Cork, lived with us when we were young in Boston. Other Irish women would often come to the house for her advice and counsel. They said she possessed the Fey.
We lived in a very large house with bedrooms on the second and third floor. My Nanny Julie lived on the third floor slone. There was always candy in her room and one day, after she went out I decided to get some for myself.
She was a smoker and often had the windows open to air out the room.. I was four or five when this occurred, I went up to her room but the candy had been put up on the shelf in her closet. So I pull her desk chair over to climb up on and get the candy. As I was straining to reach the shelf I looked over at the far wall and saw a dark cloaked figure coming towards me with an outstretched hand. I was frightened to death and ran from the room. Moments later the room was on fire.
My grandmother had left a cigarette in the ashtray by the window and the curtain had blown into it and caught fire. That figure. Which as a child looked like a sea hag in a dark cloak had saved me.
Years later we moved to a house just outside the city which had some gruesome history. All five of us children were very uncomfortable in the house with fear of bad spirits. When it was extremely bad for me I could feel a presence sit on the corner of my bed. Although I was frightened it somehow relieved the fear of evil that I was experiencing before. This happened many times until I was in my mid teens.
Fast forward into my early forties I had developed a bad addiction to IV opiates. On one particular evening my girlfriend and I were having a difficult time finding anything to satisfy the need for dope. We ventured into an area we would not normally go and got what we needed. I pulled into a convenience store to get a bottle of water. It was a very hot and still South Florida night but when I parked the hedges beside the car started violently rustling as if in a heavy wind only there was no wind. The next thing my girlfriend was jabbering and trembling in fear looking out the back window. When I turned there was the cloaked figure if my youth with outstretched hand.
I immediately felt that it was a warning and something was wrong. Then it was gone. Out of fear we did not do the dope and by the next morning we heard that a number of people had died from a dealer selling heroin laced with arsenic. What we had bought was the same stuff.

MatthewB · Joined: 26 Sep 2018 Posts: 13

Hello, I am new to this site I found it after talking with an old friend regarding an experience we shared some 16 years back.
First I would like to tell you that I am a child of two European immigrants. My mother was Irish my father Scicilian. My maternal grandmother, from County Cork, lived with us when we were young in Boston. Other Irish women would often come to the house for her advice and counsel. They said she possessed the Fey.
We lived in a very large house with bedrooms on the second and third floor. My Nanny Julie lived on the third floor slone. There was always candy in her room and one day, after she went out I decided to get some for myself.
She was a smoker and often had the windows open to air out the room.. I was four or five when this occurred, I went up to her room but the candy had been put up on the shelf in her closet. So I pull her desk chair over to climb up on and get the candy. As I was straining to reach the shelf I looked over at the far wall and saw a dark cloaked figure coming towards me with an outstretched hand. I was frightened to death and ran from the room. Moments later the room was on fire.
My grandmother had left a cigarette in the ashtray by the window and the curtain had blown into it and caught fire. That figure. Which as a child looked like a sea hag in a dark cloak had saved me.
Years later we moved to a house just outside the city which had some gruesome history. All five of us children were very uncomfortable in the house with fear of bad spirits. When it was extremely bad for me I could feel a presence sit on the corner of my bed. Although I was frightened it somehow relieved the fear of evil that I was experiencing before. This happened many times until I was in my mid teens.
Fast forward into my early forties I had developed a bad addiction to IV opiates. On one particular evening my girlfriend and I were having a difficult time finding anything to satisfy the need for dope. We ventured into an area we would not normally go and got what we needed. I pulled into a convenience store to get a bottle of water. It was a very hot and still South Florida night but when I parked the hedges beside the car started violently rustling as if in a heavy wind only there was no wind. The next thing my girlfriend was jabbering and trembling in fear looking out the back window. When I turned there was the cloaked figure if my youth with outstretched hand.
I immediately felt that it was a warning and something was wrong. Then it was gone. Out of fear we did not do the dope and by the next morning we heard that a number of people had died from a dealer selling heroin laced with arsenic. What we had bought was the same stuff.
As frightening as the sight was it had now saved me twice and very interesting to me was that my girl had seen it too.
My grandmother had told me when I was younger that the same figure had appeared to her sister who was suppose to come to the states on the Titanic. She did not go and came later on a different ship. Apparently there had been numerous instances of this apperition that had intervened when death was imminent for a number of family members over many generations.
It has always left me wondering who and what this cloaked figure was.

MatthewB · Joined: 26 Sep 2018 Posts: 13

I have seen and been save by a dark cloaked figure on two occasions.

thoughtfulninja · Joined: 16 Jun 2021 Posts: 15

I have seen these tall,thin and dark-cloaked figures many times. It happens when I go deep into meditation, and I always see them through astral sight, meaning through my third eye vision with my physical eyes closed. I never pay them much attention though,no fear, I simply relax even more into my meditative state, after which they disappear. What happens to me next is I feel a force/urge to open my physical eyes, and I experience simultaneously seeing both with my physical eyes and my third eye(the visions superimpose on what I see physically, if that makes sense). So I see my surroundings but also all of the etheric energy surrounding, and sometimes also faces of people and monks in robes. I'm not sure what they are about, but after that sort of experience I always feel serene and spiritually energized, so much that I sometimes cry to the beauty of it all.

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