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Join a New York City native and professional spiritual medium as she shares authentic paranormal encounters from her life and work. From childhood experiences to present-day revelations, these stories aim to normalize the supernatural and encourage listeners to trust their intuition.
Hello, and welcome to My True Ghost
Stories, where each story is a chapter
from my own journey as a spiritual medium.
I'm Jennifer, and I specialize in
helping trapped spirits to cross over.
I clear haunted houses, bring
closure to those left behind, and
I craft custom rituals that help
both the living and the departed.
In this podcast, I share my true
ghost stories, exploring those
moments of connection between
this side and the other side.
So join me as I explore these
experiences one true tale at a time.
Welcome to Episode 5 of
My True Ghost Stories.
I have two true tales for you today.
The first is about funny theater people
dealing with a wandering ghost man.
And the second takes place in
an orthodontist office that
used to be something else.
And here goes.
Speaker: This story is called Summerstock,
and this is a story that comes from
my early 20s before I knew what ghosts
wanted from me and that I could help them.
So I was performing in Summerstock,
which is when a theater in the country
somewhere, has a bunch of shows over the
summer and they usually recruit local
actors and then people from the big city.
And I was one of those people who
auditioned from New York City and went
to spend the summer at this theater.
So it was like a hundred year old theater.
And it was connected to a resort.
And part of the resort was that you
could go to the theater at night.
And that, that was us.
That was the shows that
we were putting on.
So the performers lived in a house.
Which was probably as old as the theater
and was very close to the theater and
I think that it used to be like for the
staff of the resort or a dormitory for
like groups that would come to the resort.
And I spent four months there from like
June to September and it was lots of fun.
. There was lots of intrigue going on,
which is what happens when you have
a lot of high energy 20 something
theater people living together.
And there was also lots of fighting,
which is the other side of high energy
theater people living and working
together for months on end but at
This particular theater job, there was
something else going on, besides just
people getting on each other's nerves.
So this story is about
my first night there.
It starts with my first night there
so I traveled there probably on a
bus, a Greyhound bus or something.
And, I met everyone and I was there
to start rehearsals for the show
that was opening up in a few weeks
and there was another show going on.
So there was already a cast living
in the house and some of them were
staying for the next show and some of
them were finishing up their run there.
So I, we walk up and it, it was a very
shabby house, and someone had driven
me from the bus station to the house.
And we walk up and I'm observing
that it's not a beautiful house.
I walk in and to my right, there's a
community bulletin board in the hallway.
Right next to the payphone, and on it
were posted, like, flyers for, you know,
cabaret night at the resort, and local
attractions, you know, you could go do
this, you could go do that in the town
and there were some silly notes from
the people living in the house, cause
theater people are very clever and funny.
, and this was before cell phones,
thus the mention of the payphone and
these things probably would have been
posted online, but at this time, you
would look at the community bulletin
board to see what was going on.
But right in the middle of this community
bulletin board was a big handwritten
note, and it said, To everyone.
I sincerely apologize for the
scene that I caused last night
I was out of line and I'm sorry
for any damage I may have caused.
And this was a new, no, you could
tell it was, it was a newer item and
I was like, Oh, this can't be good.
This is what's going on in this house.
So there was tension in the house
and you could feel it, but everyone
was still hilarious Because they're
theater people and they're funny.
That evening I probably grocery
shopped and ate my dinner and
hung out with all my new friends.
I think we probably watched a
movie and got to know each other.
And, um, it was time to go to bed.
And I was exhausted from dealing
with these high energy people.
And they were obviously all pretty
stressed from the apparent fighting,
which was the night before.
No one was really talking about it, but
that note had been from the night before.
I went upstairs to my room and it was a
shabby room like the rest of the house.
It had like a little sink and it
had a bunk bed and another single
bed and I chose the bottom bunk.
They all had terrible mattresses
and I will say that I had a really,
really nice roommate who remained
that way for the entire run.
of the summer, and , I remain
very grateful for that.
I had trouble sleeping, which
I often do in a new place.
This was a different kind
of troubled sleeping.
During the night, I had a dream.
I was on the bottom bunk.
For real, not in my dream.
I was on the bottom bunk.
And then, in this dream, this like,
Clown face dropped down from the
top bunk and was yelling, Hello!
Hello!
Hello!
It was terrifying.
Like a, like a scary movie.
Like a jump scare in a scary movie.
And so it, it was so
scary that it woke me up.
And I, I, uh, I woke up with a start and
I opened my eyes and there I see for real,
not in a dream, I see the outline of a
man now these days not in my twenties, I
see these spirits like in my mind's eye
or I feel their energy or I might see
them out of the corner of my eye, but
I don't see them plain as day , like I
saw this man., and that could be like
some sort of protection from the, from
the universe because it's so scary.
I, I can't handle it
when I actually see them.
So it, it was, I could sort of see
him and it was mainly his outline
and he was saying to me, You're new.
You're new here.
You're new.
He just kept saying that over and
over again and I just shut my eyes.
I can't deal with this.
This is too scary and as I said
at that time, I didn't know what
ghosts wanted from me and I didn't
know that I could help them.
So I shut my eyes and turned over and
I probably fell back asleep eventually.
The next morning I was having
coffee in the kitchen and there
was a particularly high energy cast
member that was already living there.
And I pretty sure she was part
of the seed that was mentioned on
the note in the bulletin board.
And she just came into the kitchen
and she said, Oh, that man was walking
around the house again last night.
So I listened to the conversation that
she had, and I was very relieved to
hear that it was not an actual man,
walking around the house at night.
I probably would have just packed my
bags and left if that were the case.
Um but it turned out it was the ghost of
a man that regularly walked the hallways.
I don't think I mentioned my dream to
them, but I did know, I was pretty sure,
yeah, that's the man that was telling
me that I was new here last night,
who's trying, I guess, to be friendly.
I don't know time went on.
There was no sightings for probably
a few weeks, uh he did not bother me.
However, the tension in the house
really continued, and then some
people in the house decided that
they didn't like me, and there was
some serious, well, not serious, low
level mean girl activity going on
Which I tried to deal with by being
really nice to them and which never works.
, so I had to deal with that.
It was not very pleasant.
And a few weeks later,
I had another dream.
In this dream, I was not
woken up by a spirit.
In this dream, I was walking around
the house, just going into the
kitchen, going into the living room.
Going into the hallway, up the stairs,
into the bedrooms, , not so much
into the bedrooms, but mostly in
all the common areas of the house.
And it was not a regular dream.
It was like watching
someone record something.
It was like watching it
through a viewfinder.
Again, the next morning, in
the kitchen, having coffee,
And that.
Speaker: Particularly high energy
cast member who, you guessed it,
was one of the mean girls came in
and announced that man was walking
around the house again last night.
And I knew that that was
the weird dream that I had.
But I did not know why, why
did I see the house through
his eyes while I was sleeping.
Years later, I told the story to
someone who had some experience in
the psychic world and he said, Oh,
he borrowed your consciousness.
Talking about the man in the dream.
He borrowed your consciousness.
I recently decided to do some research
on this and I wasn't able to find
anything relevant to the borrowing of
one's consciousness, but I did find
a term that seems to fit and it's
called a dream stealer and maybe that's
what this person was referring to.
Here's what I found.
A dream stealer is a concept found in
various cultural and spiritual beliefs,
particularly in European folklore,
Native American traditions, African and
Caribbean folklore, and Asian mythology.
It typically refers to a supernatural
entity or malevolent spirit
that is believed to steal or
interfere with a person's dreams.
This interference can manifest in
different ways, such as causing
nightmares, preventing restful sleep,
or even influencing the dreamer's
thoughts and emotions negatively.
In some traditions, dream stealers are
seen as beings that feed on or drain the
energy of individuals while they sleep,
often leading to feelings of
exhaustion or unease upon waking.
They are sometimes associated
with folklore surrounding
sleep paralysis, night terrors,
or other sleep disturbances.
And back to our story.
The tension never lifted for my
four month stay in that house.
And there were no more actual sightings
of the man and the girl who would
announce that he was walking around the
house left before the end of the run.
She wasn't in the last show.
I left.
that theater, and I retained one or
two friends, , not the mean girls, some
people who were nice, like my roommate,
I retained them, which is the usual trend
for summer stock friendships, usually stay
friends with like two people afterwards.
So I think what was going on there.
Partly, I think what was going on there
was that it was a bunch of young people,
theater people spending 24 hours a day
together with some particularly strong
personalities and that accounted for
some of the drama and tension there.
But I had worked in other Summerstock
productions and there's always some
drama, but it was never as bad as this.
So what I think that was
going on there was this man.
was harassing everyone.
He was invisible and I think
he was walking around the house
all the time harassing people
and everyone was agitated.
If this had happened now, I
would be able to talk to him
with the skills that I have now.
I would be able to find out what he needs.
I would be able to contact his
guides and my guides, and I would
be able to help him cross over.
I did not have those skills then,
and maybe he's still there, but
I'm not going back there to check,
unless I'm invited for some reason.
To me, the poor man was
clearly very unhappy and was
making everyone else unhappy.
I looked up that theater recently.
Many many years later and
it's still running and it's
not just the summer anymore.
It's year round now So I guess that
they're doing fine, and I'm very happy
for them So maybe they had somebody Come
and clear that house clear the energy
out or maybe they demolished that house.
But whatever happened, I hope that
their cast members are getting along
as best as they can, and I hope
that that wandering ghost man has
finally crossed over and found peace.
Speaker 2: And here is
today's second story.
Speaker: The name of this
story is Orthodontist's Office.
My daughter's orthodontist office was not
a regular doctor's office, but it was in
a one family house on a residential block
and it was attached to one other house.
When you went in, the waiting
room was obviously where
the living room used to be.
The receptionist desk was clearly in
what was once a dining room and the
bathroom was upstairs along with what
obviously used to be bedrooms and they
were all now offices and file rooms.
So I took my daughter to her appointment
and I actually found a parking spot
on the same block as this orthodontist
office, which was quite miraculous.
We went into the office.
She went into her appointment and
I was sitting in the waiting room,
which was once a living room.
After a little while, I went upstairs
to use the bathroom and Upstairs, almost
all the doors to the former bedrooms
were open, revealing the offices and
file rooms, and there was a hallway
leading to a far, I can only imagine
that it was also a bedroom, former
bedroom that had its door closed.
I was exiting the bathroom and
headed for the stairs when I saw some
movement in my peripheral vision.
When I looked down the hallway, I could
tell that there was a woman, the spirit
of a woman, in front of a closet door that
was on the left hand side of this hallway,
and she was trying to get into that
closet, and she was very, very sad.
She was pounding on the door, she
was trying the knob, she was pressing
herself against the door, and her
focus was toward the top of the door.
She would then fall onto the floor
and hold her face in her hands,
only to get back up and try again.
Always focusing at the top of the door.
So there seems to be a loop in her
actions, and she didn't seem to be
aware of my presence, although she
might have been demonstrating this
struggle for me as a way to ask for help.
But what I could tell was that this spirit
was stuck in a repeating pattern of action
and needed intervention to get out of it.
I was a little new to helping
ghosts at the time, and I hadn't
developed any real processes.
At that point in my life, I just knew
that they needed my help, and I did
know that I could sometimes get them to
cross over by communicating with them.
In this case, I do not remember exactly
what our communication was, but I do
know that she expressed her frustration
to me with her actions and her facial
expressions, but not with words.
And I do remember that I was
able to help her cross over.
After I finished with that spirit,
I went downstairs and walked
over to the reception desk.
And there was no other
patients near the desk.
They were all in the waiting room.
And this receptionist
seemed very approachable.
And I just found myself telling her, uh,
there was a ghost of a woman upstairs,
uh, but I helped her to move on, so
if there were any weird disturbances
up there, they should be done now.
So I guess this receptionist was giving
off, like, a majorly open minded vibe
because I said this to her in this
totally matter of fact way, like,
the way you would say, The sink was
running upstairs, so we turned it off.
I had picked up on her vibe
correctly because she wound up being
very excited to hear this message
about the woman ghost upstairs.
At this point, the orthodontist was
finished tightening my daughter's
braces and he was walking into the
reception area and she called him over
and asked me to tell him the story.
And then other employees came in to listen
and I found myself telling the story to an
audience, which doesn't really bother me.
The orthodontist then told me that
this house had been his childhood home.
He had inherited it and converted
it to his private practice.
Then I told him that the spirit of the
woman had been particularly concerned
with the closet in the hallway,
especially the top of the door.
And he said, well, there's something
very interesting about that closet.
He told me that when They built these
two houses, which were attached.
They had never finished
the back of that closet.
Then there was an opening behind
the top shelf of the closet
that went into the other house.
So.
I don't know what was going on there.
I do remember that the spirit
hadn't said anything to me, so I'm
guessing that maybe she was concerned
about the wall not being finished.
Maybe she used to live in the house next
door and couldn't get back over there.
Maybe something had happened in this
house and she was trying to get out.
I don't know.
But I am glad that I was able to
help her give up this struggle
with that closet and get out of
that frustrating loop and move on.
And I hope that she found
peace on the other side.
And that's all for today.
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