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Get your TV’s tuned in, your voice recorders charged and your ghost hunting head on. Our TV A to Z has taken us into the world of the paranormal! Spookies!

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‘”Paranormal Lockdown” brings together seasoned ghost hunters Nick Groff and Katrina Weidman for round-the-clock, multi-day investigations that have never been conducted before on a paranormal TV series. For 72 hours straight, the hosts live with the dead in some of America’s most haunted places, from the creepy Trans-Allegheny Lunatic Asylum in West Virginia to the foreboding Franklin Castle in Cleveland. Groff and Weidman believe that the longer they stay, the more the spirits will communicate with them and the more information they can gather about the unknown.’ – IMDB

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30 Day Challenge, post 16 ā€”If we assume ghosts are real, what type of ghost would you like to see?

Ghosts are something that have always held my interest, I’m not sure I believe or not. I’m not sure if my experiences are as a result of an over active imagination, night terrors or maybe, actually something.

When my dad was little he was very poorly with a chest infection, a con caved chest and asthma, he’d gone to bed early and woken up to a little old woman sat at the foot of his bed. He’d never seen her before, he wasn’t frightened, he said he felt safe and as if he was being watched over. Now any normal person would say it was as a result of a brain not receiving enough oxygen and as a result causing visual hallucinations. However, when his mum came into check on him. Dad explained that a woman had sat with him while she was gone and watched him fall asleep. Grandma, as any caring mother would got a bit panicky, someone was in the house! She asked dad to describe the lady… he perfectly described his grandma, whom he’d never met.

My bedroom at my parents house was always an uncomfortable place for me, I didn’t feel particularly threatened, just watched and it frightened me day and night. I once came home from a rough day at school, another day taunted by the bullies, I had run to my room, sat on the end of my bed and cried, gut wrenching sobs. At the foot of my bed was my wardrobe, it had double doors in the middle with full length mirrors. I looked up from my hands and to my right, from the corner of my eye I could see someone in front of me, leaning over me, looking down at me and yet there was no one stood in front of me in the room. It disappeared after a few blinks. I am aware this could have been hallucinations brought on by stress or heightened emotions, but then again, could have been whatever made my room feel so scary. Guess I’ll never know. That wasn’t the only thing to happen in that room.

If I could choose a spirit to visit me, I’d ask for my Grandma Mac to drop by once in a while, just so I can remind her I love her, and never forgot her, so I can thank her for those extra bright childhood days she was a part of. Every day I miss her.