Hey Boris.....of course...I would be interested in heloing you test out whatever that thing is that you have.......oh, and we did take pictures of that cash register 'doing it's thing'....no video clips..just pics....we thought we might catch an orb or something around it that would explain 'at least something'.....but no orbs were seen...but there were some strange lights or reflections of something...can't really tell what it is...the light was not on in that room and it was daylight.
It was my daughter who threw the phone away...she was too freaked out by what was happening...they drove it to the other side of town just to get rid of it. I don't know who would be trying to contact my granddaughter tho....she is only 5 years old (just had her 5th b-day) and there has been no one in her life that has known her and has died in her 5 years.......the gramma that she has referred to, who she says comes and talks to her sometimes, is a baffling thing to me....since I am her gramma....not a ghost! My own mother passed away in 1969...and my grandma, 1967........I have thought that maybe the gramma she is talking about is one of these two, maybe. However, someone here mentioned once that it could be a gramma from a previous life that my granddaughter had........ ???
By the way Chumley..........I think I would have been toooooo scared to answer the phone......I think I have seen too many scarey movies in my day!!!! I have started to sleep with the light on at night..........again!!!! (my god, I need a doctor!)
I just don't know who would be trying to contact her on her b-day.....or to acknowledge her special day....I really don't know. However.....one thing that is rather odd, that I just thought of now, is that this was a toy cash register that came to life.....and that is what I do every day at work: I'm a cashier in a busy grocery store.....coincidence maybe?
And hey....I just thought of something else...I had completely forgotten about this until now...this happened 5 years ago. I was involved in getting my university degree and this one night, I was burning the midnight oil putting a report together. T
I was sitting up. alone, kids long since in bed and the place was quiet...no tv...no music, nothing. I was at the kitchen table, writing away, when suddenly the radio (which was sitting on top of the fridge) turned on and there was music playing. The sound was quiet (low volume)....I looked up, startled by this. What the heck? I got up and started to walk towards it...was going to turn it off...the closer that I got to it, the louder the volume started to go. By the time I was right there, it was blasting loud.....and I was literally shaking and scared to death. I had never experienced anything like this before and I was scared s^$#$^&**(((^%$less......
I reached up to turn it off and it was then that I noticed that the radio wasn't even plugged into the wall socket. Holy....now I remember this all too well...I had forgotten all about this. There were no batteries in it either...I remember that, I was too poor at that time for batteries for anything. But I had this radio on the fridge and I would plug it into the socket on the stove....normally I kept it unplugged when I wasn't using it because I was always worried that one of the kids would turn a burner on and not look to see it the cord was plugged in.
My hands were shaking like crazy as I reached up to the on/off knob...I thought something was suddenly haunting my radio! That there was a ghost right there! I had goose bumples!
My fingers didn't even touch the knob when it shut off on its' own. I went and sat back down...watching behind me as I walked....thinking that there was something behind me.....lol
I had noticed the time on the wall clock at that point and it was 12:40am....
I finished what I was working on and went to bed....with all the lights on in the place! Nothing else weird happened that night.
It wasn't until the next morning when I realized the significance of what happened that night before....this radio thing happened on September 24th, 1999....at 12:40am........my mom had passed away on September 24th, 1969 at 12:40am......now is that a strange coincidence or what?
What had scared me sooooo much about that incident was that the closer I got to the radio, the louder it got.
So now maybe, just maybe this is my mom who is trying to communicate with me.....and she is the gramma (although it would be great gramma to my granddaughter) who has been using the toys on the birthdays......and the cash register toy....well, like I said, that is my job to run at work.
Isn't there supposed to be something about how physic abilities tend to jump a generation in families? I have been told that my grampa (my mom's dad had physic (I know I am spelling that wrong

) abilities.........I know that I have them.....and now my granddaughter seems to have them.
There is a 30 year time frame from my mom's passing to the radio thing.....
I also had a visit from my mom in a dream when I was 19 or 20......she came to me (first time since she had passed away) and we had an awesome visit....we talked and she commented on all the changes in the old family home ....she told me that she missed me, loved me...and she said that she didn't die and leave this earth because she didn't love me...just because she was so sick.....at the end of the visit, she gave me a hug and said that she enjoyed our visit and promised that she would come again.
I think I need to look at these recent incidents with my granddaughter a little more closely. I think that it just might be my mom. Maybe she is just trying to let us know that she is here with us celebrating with us on these special days...