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charlie1977
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I hope no one will think me crazy, but lately I have felt compelled to share an experience I had many years ago. I have never told anyone of this.
We live in the country, miles outside of the city limits in a small town. Our nearest neighbors are a good bit down the road, a small one lane dirtroad.
I had went outside to feed our dog one afternoon, and had almost made it to the steps of our back porch. I heard this sound that seemed to come from everywhere and at the same time be concentrated above me. I couldn’t recognize it. It sounded like beautiful music, but I couldn’t recognize any instruments. There was what sounded like singing, but no discernible words and voices upon voices. I couldn’t place an estimate on how many voices it seemed like and feel like I came close.
It was such a beautiful sound, but scary at the same time. Not a bad scary, just powerful. It felt like it had a weight to it and I found myself kneeling, unable to look up, only able to bow my head and look downward. I wanted to run inside and tell someone, but I could not stand.
The music as I call it began to grow lower and I was able to stand. I ran inside to get my mother, but by the time I got back outside nothing could be heard.
I have looked over the years here and there, but haven’t read of anyone having a similar experience. This was 23 years ago, I have not had such an experience since.
Not sure why I felt I need to share this, but it has been bugging me recently and I just felt it was time I tell someone.
We live in the country, miles outside of the city limits in a small town. Our nearest neighbors are a good bit down the road, a small one lane dirtroad.
I had went outside to feed our dog one afternoon, and had almost made it to the steps of our back porch. I heard this sound that seemed to come from everywhere and at the same time be concentrated above me. I couldn’t recognize it. It sounded like beautiful music, but I couldn’t recognize any instruments. There was what sounded like singing, but no discernible words and voices upon voices. I couldn’t place an estimate on how many voices it seemed like and feel like I came close.
It was such a beautiful sound, but scary at the same time. Not a bad scary, just powerful. It felt like it had a weight to it and I found myself kneeling, unable to look up, only able to bow my head and look downward. I wanted to run inside and tell someone, but I could not stand.
The music as I call it began to grow lower and I was able to stand. I ran inside to get my mother, but by the time I got back outside nothing could be heard.
I have looked over the years here and there, but haven’t read of anyone having a similar experience. This was 23 years ago, I have not had such an experience since.
Not sure why I felt I need to share this, but it has been bugging me recently and I just felt it was time I tell someone.