SILENT VOICES

Mum always said the house was quiet until the day she brought me home from the hospital after giving birth, that was the start of what was to be over 10 years of at times, very frightening polergeist activity that was all to be centred around me and the house we lived in.

I was five when my Mum's dad passed away leading two of his daughters to spend the next twenty years going to various mediums, but he never came through, little did anyone know it was going to be many years after they too has passed away to spirit that he would make his first contact with the earth plane since dying.

My early encounters with the spirit realm were troubled ones. Back in the late sixties when i was born, It wasn't like it is today where people have more of an understanding of the paranormal realms and more access to it. It was still a subject that remained behind closed doors and back then there wasn't the influence by the types of films and tv show that we have around today.

It wasn't long after my arrival at our modest 3 bedroomed detached home did the family start noticing unexplainable occurances. The usual cold spots, lights turning on and off, doors opening and objects disapearing and repearing, but that was only going to be the start of what was going to be a rough time ahead.

After my grandfather died, my Nan came to live with us, i was only five but it was soon going to be realised that having Nan at home was going to be more testing than first thought.
Mum recalls that nan would often claim she was talking to her son who had died in the second world war and her own Mother, both of whom i would never have met. And Mum would often find her own Mum in my bedroom, shouting and screaming saying i had emptied the contents of her handbag all over the room and had drawn all over her bag, or i had been in her room moving things around and hidding them, but i never went in there unless it was with mum, who'd want to, she could be very scarey at times!
As time passed mum realised that she couldnt have Nan living with us and Nan went into a nursing home and i was moved into her bedroom, thats when it really started!

Over a period of time there wasn't a night that went by when i wouldn't be found in my bedroom screaming in terror saying that either the bedroom was cold, the door would open but no one would come in, the lights would turn on and off and most nights someone was heard walking up the stairs and across the hallway. Little did i know until many years later that mum also kew of the strange happenings but always reasurred me that there was nothing there. All of that i could live with, what was a little harder to live with were the more physical attacks! They would start with me being woken, usually in the small hours of the night, i think there was three of them , two would hold me down while a third would try to suffocate me or scare me in someother way. Other times i would feel the mattress being pushed down as if someone was lying on it, although no one could be seen, often i would feel my anckes being grabbed hold of and i would be pulled out of bed on to the floor. The interesting thing was that i was never truly indanger, it never felt as if they wanted to harm me to the point where i was in fear of my own life. I never did find out there true intention.

I was 10 when my Mum's sisters visited one day, i cant remember how it came into the conversation but i heard them speak of their visits to mediums, i told them that i knew their own nan and brother and that they looked after me when i was afraid, they both looked shocked, so i told them to come upstairs i would show them a photo of them both, they said, that there were no photos of their nan or brother.

My aunts followed me into my bedroom and on a wardrobe that had belonged to my own nan, impressioned into the grain of wood could clearly be seen a head and shoulders of a woman in black and a man in uniform fitting the discriptions of their own Nan and brother. Shocked by this they wanted to get help for me but mum had other plans.
 
Shortly after their visit mum threw away the wardrobe and decided it was time to move house.
The next family to move in to that house, wern't so lucky, but that is another chapter....

Now with a life time of experience with the paranormal and working professionaly as a Medium for the past 15 years i spend my time teaching others to develop their own unique abilities. I also demonstrate Mediumship as well as being in a stong position to guide other familes who may find themselves in similar circumstances to mine. Oh and before i forget, even though my Grandad never presented himself to mediums for my aunties he has often come forward to my students giving increadable evidence of his life, things i would have no knowlage of. Why now? Well it would appear that he wanted to help my own students to develop their own skills as mediums!

If you would like to learn more about my work please visit me at www.paulcissell.co.uk