Paranormal Colorado

There are so many places I could write about here in Colorado. With a rich history of Indian Wars, the murders that took place over gold, the outlaws that abounded in the area, mercy Maude! This could be a series of its own!

I think I'll start very close to home. Well…actually….it IS my home. I have several resident ghosts here that keep me entertained. They have also been known to help me along with raising my children! You might ask Justin about the last time he has ever yelled at his mother, namely me. I'm pretty sure he will remember what happened that day, several years ago!

When my son, Justin, was around 15 years old, he and I were having a minor argument, I don't recall what it was about, and I doubt he does either. We were the only ones home at the time. I was standing in the doorway between the kitchen and the living room and he was standing about 6 feet in front of me. This is a large room, and behind Justin, about 10 feet , was the big console TV that we had at that time. There was a VCR on top of the TV and the kids had been watching videos so there were 3 or 4 videos on top of the VCR.

During our argument, Justin began yelling at me, which really pissed me off…until….

Since his back was to the TV, he did not see what was happening. But since I was facing the TV, I could. I was astonished to see one of the video tapes rise into the air, I couldn't do anything but watch, Justin was still yelling at me, the tape flew across the room with a great deal of force and hit him square in the back, then dropped to the floor. I imagine the looks on both our faces was priceless. Justin swung around to see who threw the tape at him, but of course, no one was there. He looked at me, I looked at him, and then I just started laughing and told him, "There damn it! That will teach you to yell at me!". He just looked at me and said, "Yeah." I think he was in shock! But to this day, my son has never again raised his voice at me.

There are many things that happen here on a regular basis, I could fill a dozen pages or more talking about them. Things like some nights I will take a glass from the cabinet and set it on the counter, go to the fridge to get the milk or whatever I'm drinking, and turn back around and the glass is gone, it reappears somewhere across the room, like on the bar, or the stove, next to the sink, etc. There is no one else in the room with me.