Jesika Rhodes
Bio
I love the paranormal. I have seen a lot through the past 11 years, and have many true stories to tell. If you love the paranormal, relate, or just love a good ghost story, join me to enter parts of my life where the stories come alive.
Stories (14/0)
Created With a Hook
It was 11 years ago that I took on Crocheting. I remember a time long ago when I was a small child, sitting at my mom’s feet while she sat in her chair under the lamp, her hooks and embroidery scissors on the chair’s arm, her legs crossed, and blanketed over her legs was the Afghan that she was currently creating. I always wanted to learn, but my tiny hands could never wrap around the hook, hold the yarn around my fingers correctly, and work like her delicate and experienced hands did. She was able to teach me the basic stitch for me to make a chain. A long and continuous chain of yarn that I could make forever. I always wanted to learn more. How to actua;lly create something in this way.
By Jesika Rhodes3 years ago in Motivation
Winchester: Watching From The Window
When my husband returned home from the island for training, I explained everything in great detail about the woman next door. He thought she seemed most odd as well. We made a great effort to avoid her at all costs. If we were out in our backyard, and we heard her screen door opn, we would find our way inside. We had some friends over one night. We had dinner, and when it got late, I put the kids to bed and we hung out in the backyard. We had a fire pit that we all sat around having drinks and talking. We decided to tell them about our little friend Tommy. They seemed to believe us but dealt with it in a joking manner. They did not take it too seriously.
By Jesika Rhodes3 years ago in Horror
Winchester: Everything Dies Here...
Everything dies here……. The dark and raspy quote of the witch next door. She would linger at the gate just as that statement would linger in my mind. I became intrigued by this awkwardly mysterious woman whispering incantations and dragging her old rake across the cement and rocks. I decided to contact my landlord, David, who was always there to help me whenever I had any issues. I compiled an email describing the meeting I got myself into with the neighbor. I explained the way I discovered her watching through the fence, the way she behaved and the things she said. Apparently this was not entirely a surprise to him.
By Jesika Rhodes3 years ago in Horror
Winchester: The Witch At The Gate
We normally kept to ourselves in the neighborhood. We stayed inside, and if we went out, it was by ourselves. We would occasionally see the neighbors across the street and exchange hellos but that is usually as far as that went. I did, however, get to know the woman who lived next door to us quite by accident. It was a gray and cloudy day. Lilly was just put down for a nap. Her naps made it easy to get a lot of things done around the house as she always wanted to be held. I was doing some cleaning while Elliot and Tonka were playing out back in the yard. They were having such a great time, running around and chasing each other. I looked up just when I saw something hit my son in the head. My dog was sniffing it and then backed up growling. It looked like a moist piece of pink flesh. It was absolutely revolting. My dog couldn’t even stand it.
By Jesika Rhodes3 years ago in Horror
Winchester: Apparitions
As I have mentioned before about the house on Winchester, it had a luscious garden. It was a massive backyard that was willed with such an array of different shades of green. Every type of green you could ever imagine! There was so much grass. A cacti garden with a little wooden arch way to walk through as if you were entering an enchanted garden. Large trees that shaded the yard. A giant wooden house with a slide, swings, monkey bars and a sand pit for the children to play in. A large porch with potted plants and so much space to draw with sidewalk chalk.
By Jesika Rhodes3 years ago in Horror
Winchester: Can I sleep with you Mommy?
Our life with Tommy was proving to be a way of life now. We were all used to the noises, knocks, and sound of another child in the house. The dog was still alert to every little happening, and it would still catch my attention, but I knew what it was and it never alarmed me. The night was still an active time in the home. After everyone was getting ready for rest and to go to sleep. Relatively calm, but still active. My husband had to go out to do some training on San Clemente Island and was going to be gone a few weeks. Everything became highly active in the home immediately after he left and continued the entire time I always felt like Tommy was more comfortable when he was not there.
By Jesika Rhodes3 years ago in Horror
Winchester: A Mother’s Love
Soon after my parents went back home to Arizona, It was just my husband, two children, and myself. The activity continued. As usual, being alert towards the situation, heard and saw everything. My children were always playing and could never stay in one place too long being full of energy and smiles. Always laughing and giggling. On occasion I would hear giggling when they were quiet. A mother knows the sound of her child’s voice even their cries and giggles. This was not their giggles. I, of course, knew exactly who it was. There were lots of little distant giggles from Tommy and playful little footsteps during the day. I stayed home with my children while my husband was at work, so it was as it always was since we moved in in the daylight. Just my two children, Tommy and myself. The evenings into the nights were becoming different. On regular nights, ever so often, I would feel a little on getting into my bed. My oldest would crawl into bed with me when he woke up from a bad dream so come and safely sleep with me. On the night before my husband came home, I was awoken from a little someone getting into bed with me. I turned over, expecting to see my son’s face, but it was the same boy in the little 40’s news boy outfit and cap with the sleek brown hair, blue eyes and little round cheeks. It was Tommy. I sat up and looked up. He was gone. Now during the evenings, my husband would come home, we were together as a family. In the night after putting the children to sleep, my husband and I would spend time together then go to sleep. There was now a man in the house and in the bed making things different.
By Jesika Rhodes3 years ago in Horror
Winchester: Phasmophobia
It was almost Christmas time, and 2010 was almost over. The weather was getting well into the 40’s-50’s during the day and mixed with the breeze from the beach and continuously rainy days, it made for an even colder feeling. I love cold, gray, and rainy days where you didn’t see any sunlight at all. Not even the small sliver from behind a cloud. Just gray for miles and the rainfall in the distance like smoky gray paint being smeared down a canvas that was the horizon of the ocean. They blended together for an endless array of deep gray. Having to wear a sweater all day and be cozy by a fire. It gave Christmas time more of that Christmassy feeling.
By Jesika Rhodes3 years ago in Horror
Winchester: Child's Play
So, now that we have established that Tommy was in fact actually there, that reassured me that I was not going insane. I wondered so many times if it was all in my head. Although I knew my kids heard and saw the things I did, I still did not think that they were catching everything. While with both of my children, I would see, out of the corner of my eye, a small someone peeking around the corner or standing in the hall. I would walk by my room and catch a glimpse of someone peeking out from under my covers as if a child playing peek-a-boo. It was always myself, and myself alone, that noticed these things. Perhaps, it is my motherly instinct to always be aware of my surroundings to protect my children, or my children were always too busy playing. Maybe, just maybe, Tommy made himself noticeable to me alone. He was in fact a child and I a mother.
By Jesika Rhodes3 years ago in Horror
Winchester: Tommy
These small disturbances did not yield. Every time one of them occurred, I was never able to explain them. I was more and more a believer that there was someone there in the house with us. I officially knew that there was something or someone there. A ghost, and what seemed to be a ghost child. There was evidence with little footprints and giggling and the almost weightless sound of the footsteps while running. The small childish actions of making things tumble over and even making toys go off. I still didn’t understand the reasoning of the pencil but it had its importance. Perhaps it was all that was left and all the ghost could move so it held a symbolic meaning or comfort.
By Jesika Rhodes3 years ago in Horror
Winchester: Footprints
Weird things began all throughout Lilly’s bedroom with her dark, eerie closet and her little cozy friend Lulu. We were starting to get a break from it though. It did not happen EVERY single night anymore, but occasionally. When I say we got a break, I only meant from the closet and dolly fiasco. Other strange things happened. The cold spots remained freezing. Every now and then, cold spots would travel around the house. Ever so often, I got the sensation of someone running past me, so close, but invisible; cool air brushing across my face or arm, wisping my hair off of my shoulder. I felt it, it would break my concentration from the task I was engaged in, but left me unsatisfied to find nothing responsible for it.
By Jesika Rhodes3 years ago in Horror
Winchester: The Dark Closet
We were officially and completely unpacked. It was October, Halloween was approaching. We were very excited as Halloween is a favorite for us. The days were shorter and the nights were longer. The weather was so chilly that when the yards were watered with the sprinklers, they seemed to be wet all the time. There was never any warmth to dry it. As the sun set, all the little water drops sparkled like diamonds across the yard. Leaves were starting to fall from the trees, and it became even more gray and rainy out. It was beautiful.
By Jesika Rhodes3 years ago in Horror
