The Voices

This is a true story.

My parents split up when I was 5, so I've always gone back and forth to spend time with them. One weekend (when it was my mum's "turn"), I was talking with my dad on MSN. I was like, 15 so there was no Skype yet. My dad was telling me how he was feeling a presence in his apartment, and wanted to dig deeper. He called me on the phone and said he was going to leave the phone recording while he went into the bathroom. So he did. I heard him leave the living room and close the toilet door behind him (and using the toilet too so I know he was in there). I heard nothing but regular buzzing sounds in the background, as you would.

He came back and picked the phone back up and asked me if I heard anything. I said no. We hung up, and he uploaded the file onto his computer, sending it to me. I turned the volume up, but heard nothing but really muffled background noise. It sounded like voices coming from a TV or something of the sort.

I was going to see my dad in Stockholm where he lived the coming weekend, so we both agreed that we'd listen to it together. When I came over that next week we opened the file on his computer and listened through the speakers. He turned up the volume - A LOT, so we could properly hear. We could just make out voices, but not exactly what they were saying. It was like a million voices all at once, talking over one another.

Then I asked my dad to slow down the pace of the file clip...

What we heard made the hairs on our bodies rise, and it brought tears to my eyes as I in horror heard the voices of two women, clearly louder than the rest, talking to each other. One sounded matured, and the other younger. After inaudible whispering between them, the younger woman suddenly whispers more loudly, in Swedish, "I don't want to see him, I don't want to see him, I don't want to see him, I don't want to see him!" Then the clip ends.

My dad and I looked at each other - absolutely startled as to what we had heard. We listened again, and again, trying to make sense of it. We were so fucking freaked out.

We ended up speculating about what it could have been. Who the women were. I sort of had an almost immediate thought in my head that the woman had recently died, and was being shown a living person "on the other side" by this other woman, as though to prove her passing. "Look, here you are, and there he is. On the other side," and the young woman finding it difficult to accept.

My dad later reported that he had seen a young woman in a white dress and fair hair visit him in his apartment sometimes. He thinks it might be his guardian angel or something.

I can't to this day remind my dad of this story without him leaving the room in horror.

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