Levitating by the spiral staircase/u/Kamicamileon

The Paranormal | January 16, 2023

Levitating by the spiral staircase/u/Kamicamileon

This all happened when I (f25) was around 5/6 years old, and I remember everything like it was yesterday because I've been thinking about that day often, and I've talked to multiple people about it throughout my life.

It was my mom's birthday, and she invited some of her friends to have a lively party at our house. Most of the people with children were my parent's friends through my older sister's school, so most of the kids were older, and didn't want to hang out with me.

I, on my part, never really liked hanging out with other children, so I was more than happy to stay behind the spiral staircase, drawing on the floor with my crayons.

At a certain point, I got up to stretch my legs, holding myself with one hand on the side of the wooden staircase, when my legs started coming up on their own.

I found myself hovering midair (at about 2/3 feet from the ground), in an almost sitting position, just lightly holding on to the wood railing to anchor myself. I say sitting to describe the position, but it felt completely free and floaty, very reminiscent of the sensation of weightlessness of some very light turbulences or roller coasters. This lasted for about 30/60 seconds. (? not sure, as it wasn't super quick but it didn't last long.)

The experience filled me with glee at the time, and I gently pushed my legs down, one at a time, and ran to my parents, dragging them to the staircase and yelling ''Come, come! PLEASE YOU HAVE TO SEE THIS!!'' while giggling.

I then proceeded to grab the staircase and joyously lift my legs, proud and excited, but they dropped down immediately. I tried to prop them up, a bit confused, to no avail. I tried jumping, helping myself with my arm, and going slowly, one leg at a time, but nothing happened. My parents eventually grew tired, not understanding what I was trying to show them, and left me be. I spent the rest of the night frustrated by the staircase, hanging by the railing, climbing in between the steps, anything just to trigger it again.

It never happened to me again. Nothing of the sort has ever happened to me since, but it changed my perspective on life: how can I be a person who believes that reason, rather than experience, is the foundation of certainty in knowledge when I myself have experienced something that I cannot explain with reason?

That's not to say that I'm not a skeptic, as I have talked to multiple people about this, including friends, family, and a therapist, to see if maybe it might have hallucinations, but he didn't believe so ( as I've never had one other than that and I wasn't under a particular amount of stress at the time). As I got older I even tried going to the gym and trying to recreate the position, but I never could (sometimes children have freaky strength, but I was literally just lightly holding the staircase and there was nothing else to help).

My parents and sister do remember me mentioning this, but all they remember about the night is me being very grumpy and fussy by the spiral staircase.

If anybody is curious about this and wants to ask questions, I'll try to answer to the best of my abilities. Even if you're just trying to debunk/rationalize this, I'm all ears, you might have an angle I never explored, or know something I don't, so please comment and ask away!

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[link] [comments]This all happened when I (f25) was around 5/6 years old, and I remember everything like it was yesterday because I've been thinking about that day often, and I've talked to multiple people about it throughout my life. It was my mom's birthday, and she invited some of her friends to have a lively party at our house. Most of the people with children were my parent's friends through my older sister's school, so most of the kids were older, and didn't want to hang out with me. I, on my part, never really liked hanging out with other children, so I was more than happy to stay behind the spiral staircase, drawing on the floor with my crayons. At a certain point, I got up to stretch my legs, holding myself with one hand on the side of the wooden staircase, when my legs started coming up on their own. I found myself hovering midair (at about 2/3 feet from the ground), in an almost sitting position, just lightly holding on to the wood railing to anchor myself. I say sitting to describe the position, but it felt completely free and floaty, very reminiscent of the sensation of weightlessness of some very light turbulences or roller coasters. This lasted for about 30/60 seconds. (? not sure, as it wasn't super quick but it didn't last long.) The experience filled me with glee at the time, and I gently pushed my legs down, one at a time, and ran to my parents, dragging them to the staircase and yelling ''Come, come! PLEASE YOU HAVE TO SEE THIS!!'' while giggling. I then proceeded to grab the staircase and joyously lift my legs, proud and excited, but they dropped down immediately. I tried to prop them up, a bit confused, to no avail. I tried jumping, helping myself with my arm, and going slowly, one leg at a time, but nothing happened. My parents eventually grew tired, not understanding what I was trying to show them, and left me be. I spent the rest of the night frustrated by the staircase, hanging by the railing, climbing in between the steps, anything just to trigger it again. It never happened to me again. Nothing of the sort has ever happened to me since, but it changed my perspective on life: how can I be a person who believes that reason, rather than experience, is the foundation of certainty in knowledge when I myself have experienced something that I cannot explain with reason? That's not to say that I'm not a skeptic, as I have talked to multiple people about this, including friends, family, and a therapist, to see if maybe it might have hallucinations, but he didn't believe so ( as I've never had one other than that and I wasn't under a particular amount of stress at the time). As I got older I even tried going to the gym and trying to recreate the position, but I never could (sometimes children have freaky strength, but I was literally just lightly holding the staircase and there was nothing else to help). My parents and sister do remember me mentioning this, but all they remember about the night is me being very grumpy and fussy by the spiral staircase. If anybody is curious about this and wants to ask questions, I'll try to answer to the best of my abilities. Even if you're just trying to debunk/rationalize this, I'm all ears, you might have an angle I never explored, or know something I don't, so please comment and ask away! submitted by /u/Kamicamileon [link] [comments]

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