Helllooooo there! Don’t worry; I am no ghost - merely a living human like the rest of you. My name is Ronald Summers and I am here on a passing visit to this strange and unusually exciting online paranormal community as I feel this is the perfect place to share and hopefully get some answers for what I can really only describe as a tomato related paranormal experience.
Until very recently I’ve not been a big believer in the whole “whooooo paranormal” thing. I remember once back in the late 80s I joined forces with my then good friend (and fellow disbeliever) Martin Ballswick to start a petition against the BBC showing television shows on the subject. I am sure you will be happy to learn that the petition failed miserably due to a severe lack of signatures (and one very angry lady who decided that the petition looked a lot better in a number of pieces). Despite my misfortune I stayed a non-believer until just over a week ago.
For the last 9 nights I have had the same strange dream followed by waking in the morning to find one of the tomatoes from the fridge downstairs has miraculously appeared on the floor at the foot of our bed. Normally I would have a rational explanation but on this occasion I can’t for the life of me explain how this is happening.
Much to my irritation, my partner Joan is entirely convinced that our tomato-ghost (a term I coined) is in fact me and describes what I have been experiencing as “a re-occurring nightmare” combined with “some sort of sleep-walking incident”. (Despite the fact she hasn’t actually seen me sleep-walk). I have told her many times that I have never been known to sleepwalk in the past and even went so far as to arrange a phone call with my foster-mother to confirm that I didn’t sleep-walk as a child. If I am entirely honest, Joan isn’t often wrong but I really do feel on this particular occasion that I am the one in the right.
Joan tells me that during my dream I lash out “as if trying to kill a bear” and that I also make a strange gurgling sound for sometimes “up to two bloody hours” She is entirely fed up of it and decided last night that sleeping on the sofa is something she should have been doing since the very first night. Since the 2nd day I have been making sure I kept a small notepad (far too small for my liking but a larger one will apparently spoil the look of the room) on my bed-side table so that as soon as I wake up and while it is still fresh in my mind I can write down everything I remember. Unfortunately as of yet I haven’t been able to remember enough to make any sort of sense of.
I have also started noticing a few other strange things (that obviously Joan disbelieves) such as the curtains in our bedroom now appearing to be very slightly darker shade of red than they were before. In addition to this I have found that the corners of the paper on my notepad have begun to curl up by themselves overnight. I am unsure whether any of these occurrences are in any way related.
I feel like I am going crazy and need a little re-assurance from people in the know that what I have been experiencing could in fact be classed as some sort of paranormal activity. Has anyone else for example experienced anything similar to this?
I thank you in advance of any responses
Ronald Summers |
