A Cleveland-area woman who found a couple of ghostly figures in a photo taken with her cell phone said she's not freaked out about it.
"To me, it was awesome," said Marcella Davis. "It's not scary to me."
David took the photo about 4 p.m. April 15 at Cleveland High School, where she was trying to get a shot of her nephew, who attends the school.
"He spun around so I couldn't take his picture, so I got the back of his head," she said. "I didn't try to take no more because he didn't let me."
Davis, the mother of two teenagers, said she doesn't understand much about the smart phone she used to take the photos, so that evening, her daughter was showing her how she could zoom in and out.
As her daughter zoomed in on the photo of her nephew, she could see more detail.
"She goes, 'Mom, look at this.' I was like, 'What?' and she showed me the picture of the ghost," Davis said. "You could see straight through it."
A man in a light-colored suit with bell-bottom pants and a dark shirt is standing near the chain-link fence, and a woman, who is less distinct, can be seen behind him.
Because of the man's clothing and hair style, he appears to be from the 1970s, Davis said.
A man in a light-colored suit with bell-bottom pants and a dark shirt is standing near the chain-link fence, and a woman, who is less distinct, can be seen behind him. Because of the man's clothing and hair style, he appears to be from the 1970s, Davis said.Stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Uh.....there's plexi-glass secured on the cyclone fence.Wearing a vintage 40's or 50's suit?
The "ghost" is standing watching out of camera range.
Geesh!
....or, maybe not! LOL!
Uh.....there's plexi-glass secured on the cyclone fence.
The "ghost" is standing watching out of camera range.
Geesh!
....or, maybe not! LOL!
As an avid photographer back in my heyday, digital was just a gleam in a dreamer's eye. We used Kodak film. LOL!
I took my girlfriend out to an old rural church cemetary....at night with only the moon as lighting.
Using a tripod setup....I placed her standing at the headstone. She was dressed in a white linen gown.
I clicked and held the shutter open with a cable and after about 2 seconds covered the lens with black cardboard....told her to walk out of the frame and then uncovered the lens again....and held the shutter open for yet another 15 seconds.
She appeared in the picture as a 'ghost'.
Now, I don't know if the camera used here has a shutter that you can hold open by holding down the button....but that would 'splain the 'ghost'.
Not so unsual actually..... I captured pictures of some old slaves and an angel in a picture I took in 1978 in Jamaica on the Rosehall plantation, and when we sprinkled my husbands ashes at Lake Powell I took pictures from the top of the houseboat of a friend who went and months later when I finally downloaded the pictures there in the picture was my husband -- I knew he was along for one last trip that week, but I was still surprised when I saw him in the photo....
There has been a lot of cases of people taking pictures in cemeteries and getting spirits in their pictures, sometime just an orb and sometimes a partial body and sometimes a full body like this picture you posted...
Okay, that's two credible people within our small online community who have had this kind of experience.
Just sayin'
I would really love to see that picture.
I would really love to see that picture.
I don't think you're crazy. I think we are surrounded by things we cannot see. What you were saying about losing the ability to discern these things as we age is very true. We get hardened to the idea of "that can't possibly happen". I always use the example that - like children - animals can see things we can't. I can't tell you how many times I've had one of my cats in my lap & we are just cuddling and petting - having a loving moment - and suddenly the cat will look over my shoulder, eyes getting wide - looking at something! Of course, I don't see anything - but they do.
I think it's wonderful that your husband "checks" on you. That is an extraordinary love story.
Alice have you ever set a tape recorder in your shop to run at night when no one is there???
Here's a picture of the antique mall, plenty of ghost material there.
(http://www.blackcatantiques.com/mpanoramicview.jpg)
Alice, where is that? That's a lovely interior. Back in the early 90's, I used to share an antique booth with a friend. It was fun, but a lot of work along with my already-full time job. I was 20 years younger and had a lot more energy. ^-^
One thing on the East Coast I think you probably get a lot more than we do out here with all the newer building -- ya'll have 200 + year-old houses.
At the time he was relaying this story, I was not as cognizant of anything spiritual as I am now. All I can say is that this man is quite sane, and not at all an attention seeker or a fibber/exagerator. I didn't think a lot of it at the time, just filed it away as an interesting story.
The kicker--years later (after my husband died) I was reading some spiritual book, and the author mentioned that it is not unusual, over in Europe, to spot spirits resembling fairy-like creatures, there are many documented accounts of this.
When I got to "over in Europe" in your story my first thought was fairies. I have read in New England as well as England and a few other areas in Europe there has been common sightings of Fairies as well as Brownies.....
I was in a little Italian restaurant in Cincinnati. Didn't know the place but I was hungry. The waitress comes over and without looking at the menu I said, I'll have your best lasagna.
She said, We don't have lasagna here sir, what else would you like? As I started to respond, the other waitress overhearing the whole thing says, I just saw a lasagna on the out board, and its not mine. My waitress says, Alright? I'll get it for you.
She brought me the lasagna and it was the best I have ever had in my life. It was fantastic. I paid the bill and left but couldn't forget how good it was.
After a couple of weeks I go back to the restaurant. I noticed that the waitresses were different. When the waitress comes over to the table, of course, I order the lasagna. She immediately got a strange look on her face, and looked down. She says, We do not serve lasagna here anymore, not for seven years, not since 'the incident'.
I said, You must be mistaken, I had lasagna here only two weeks ago. She gasps and says, Are you sure it was here? I said, Yes, of course. What is going on?
She said, Seven years ago our chef worked all day on the perfect lasagna. He gave it the perfect wine, the perfectly aged cheeses, the perfect sauce and handmade pasta. Finally, he was finished. He was so happy.
As the waitress was carrying it out she tripped on something and the lasagna went tumbling, plummeting to the floor. We tried to save it, but it was unrecoverable. It was gone. There was sauce everywhere, on the walls and tables, on the people, all over the floor. We cleaned up the mess, but you can still see marinara stain on the hardwood floor. It will not come out no matter what we do. Sometimes, late at night, you can still smell the perfect wine, and the perfect cheese of the perfect lasagna.
She went on, Sometimes the lasagna, it comes back. We find it in the kitchen but we do not touch it or serve it. It just goes away by itself. It is a ghost lasagna.
I had eaten the ghost lasagna, and it was the best I ever had. I hope that by the waitress serving it, and me eating it, that beautiful lasagna can now, finally, rest in peace.
I did have something happen in the middle of the night once - a large framed picture of Napolean on a horse in a big fancy gold frame was hanging on a big hook on a pegboard wall. When I opened the shop one morning, that picture was on the floor leaned against the pegboard. I thought the wire had broken on the picture, but it was fine. The hook was still up on the pegboard. Well, I thought a customer must have taken it down before closing the shop the day before.
But I thought, "I'll check the video tape" - as we happened to have a security camera aimed right at that space. I reviewed the tape & saw the picture hanging on the wall right before I closed. The tape showed the lights going out in the building before I turned the camera off & left the building for the night - it clearly showed that the picture was hanging on the wall when I left that night. By the next morning, it had picked itself up off of a large hook and set itself gently down on the floor, by itself.
Rap, that story about the mirror...reverberates with me. Would make an interesting TV series - investigating these types of stories.
I wonder if Democrats see these things too. Hmmmmm. LOL.Democrats see dead people all the time ... at the polling place.
Democrats see dead people all the time ... at the polling place.
Maybe it's my senior citizen eyes or my senior citizen computer but I couldn't see any ghosts or angels.
I had an experience a few months ago. I awoke from a sleep to find a woman standing at the foot of my bed. I was not scared. To the contrary I wanted her to stay. I actually spoke up. I said, "Don't go!". But she disappeared. She was of indeterminate age but she had a soft bun at the nape of her neck. How i know she had a bun in the back when she was facing forward is part of the mystery but I wish she would visit me again....
I don 't think it would frighten me.
Think Cathy Bates in Misery...
But she wasn't a spirit.
Maybe it's my senior citizen eyes or my senior citizen computer but I couldn't see any ghosts or angels.
I had an experience a few months ago. I awoke from a sleep to find a woman standing at the foot of my bed. I was not scared. To the contrary I wanted her to stay. I actually spoke up. I said, "Don't go!". But she disappeared. She was of indeterminate age but she had a soft bun at the nape of her neck. How i know she had a bun in the back when she was facing forward is part of the mystery but I wish she would visit me again....
My wife once slept in her office at Shippensburg University and awoke to see a civil war union soldier standing at her feet. She told him he didn't belong there and he disappeared.
The only ghostly experience I have personally had was a friend whose living room creaked like a rocking chair going back and forth every night like clockwork around one in the morning. One night I went over there to see for myself and, sure enough, the creaking started. It lasted about 20 minutes and stopped. I went down to the basement and looked at the floor from underneath and could find no cause. It sounded exactly like an old rocking chair going back and forth on the floor. There was no other sound or visuals. I think this is what they refer to as a "residual haunting."
What you and your wife have experienced is very similar to what Loretta Lynn has going on at her farm. Her spirits are Civil War-related.
http://www.lorettalynn.com/50/?p=1300
I heard about that.
In my wife's case, Shippensburg is just up the road from Gettysburg, so there was a lot of Civil War activity there. I personally sense there is a lot more spiritual activity in the east than in the west. Maybe it's because history goes back farther and there was such a greater population concentration back here. Plus, because the cities and towns are so old, one is constantly reminded of the past. In the west, not that much goes back more than 50 or 60 years. Here in Pennsylvania, most of the buildings are 19th century.
A lot of these "ghosts" may be hallucinations caused by meds. In fact I tried to convince myself that my visiting lady was a hallucination but she was so real I truly believe she was someone from my distant past...from another lifetime????? (So much we don't know about.)