The House

By: kings@nrtco.net

hi  seen your web site and would like to tell u about a haunted house in Pembroke Ontario  the people living  there said that they have seen  black and white shadows walking up the stairs and seen coming from the basement  doors open and close and bang noises are heard and no one is up stairs candles slide off tables and no one  is near them and there dogs stare into the hall and bark and growl and nothing is there the hair on the dogs back stands up  computers come on by them selves and cold spots are felt in the kitchen and the bath tub is always full of water and no one filled it up thanks for your site I love it but this is a house worth mentioning

The Chair

By: kirsten@outputservices.com

I was staying the night at a friends house. When her parents went to bed
we went down to the livingroom to watch a movie. Her dad has this old
torn up brown leather chair that sits in the corner of that room, but
nobody is allowed to sit in it. The first time I ever went to her house
she told me, "never sit in that chair." When I asked her why, she told
me that  it was her grandmothers favorite chair.(her dads mom)I never
thought much about it, people can be very sentimental about belongings
left behind by someone that died, especially if they were really close
to them.So anyway we were watching our movie and their dog(a bassett
hound) came wandering to the livingroom. He went and sat right in front
of the chair and started making this kindof whining howling sound, like
he was upset. I asked my friend what he was doing and she said that he
does that sometimes because he misses his mom, the bassett used to be
her grandmothers dog. So I really paid no more attention after that
until I heard a sound coming from that corner of the room. I thought it
was just the dog but when I turned around the dog was gone. I told my
friend I was spooked so she told me to turn the light on. The light
switch was next to the leather chair. I got up and walked across the
room to turn the light on and when I did I saw an imprint in the cushion
of the chair as if someone had  been sitting there. Then the chair
rocked forward slightly and then fell back into place and as it did it
rocked a little. I told my friend and expected her not to believe me but
instead she said, "oh That's just my grandmother, she likes to come and
sit there every now and again." I didn't really belive her but how else
do I explain what I saw. I spoke with her mom the next day and she said
it was true. I've never been able to go back into that house at night
since.

The Big Bird
 

By: neo_paolo2003@yahoo.com

this story is shared by our worker who always drunk and tell stories to us, meet Ambrosio, a 46 yrs old beer drunker, who work as farmer in our farm, he is always alcohol drinker it is because he almost spends his life drinking those alcoholic drinks, many even says he is crazy it is because he is always drunk and even not to go to work, well here's his story, in our barangay in nagrebcan luna la union philippines, there was a vacant house that leave by a family who are now in hawaii, the house was located at the most forest area in our barangay sorrounded by many trees and plants or bushes, it is scary to pass by there it is because many of my friends and other residents are scared to walk and even to live there even one night, it is because they believe that it was really haunted, it happens that ambrosio leaves the house of his friend because hi has many guest and he did not want to disturb them and decided to build his own house, it happens that he found the large space located at the haunted house so he built a mini-house made up of bamboo and decide to temporary stay there till his friend's guest leaves,  after the few days he leaves and transfered to other place it is because he always heard bird's sound that disturbs him and he can't sleep at night, when he go out and check it out he saw a huge black bird who made the noises, he is scared so he return to his friend and never return there anymore, today the house was rebuilt and there was a family who leaves there already and blessed it, from now i never heard ghost stories about there anymore
 

St. Augustine Fort- entombed alive

By:Anonymous

Hey! I live in sunny Florida and have visited St. Augustine (which is my FAVORITE place in FL) several times. I  I was happy to see the Fort Castilla de san Marco on your list of haunted places in Fl. You left out on of the most famous and creepy ghost stories about the fort though.  A few years back one of the enormous cannons fell through the roof on the fort.  The workers noticed a sickly-sweet rose odor coming from the cavern through which the cannon fell.  When investigated, they discovered the remains of two people, a male and a female. Through a little research historians discovered that the wife of one of the Spanish captains that had once commanded the fort had had an affair with a solider. The pair had mystriously disappeared. The wife, as it turns out, used to wear a strong rose smelling perfume. It is now widley believed that in punishment the lovers were sealed into the small room and left to suffacate. The room is now opened to the public. The first time i visited, back in '99, I refused to go into the room before i even knew what it was. I was about to duck down into the small entrance way when i got the worst case of chills i have ever got in my life. To this day, i haven't gone into the room. next time youre in St. Augustine, ask the people at the fort to tell you this story. It's incredibly interesting.

My lover, Raymond...

By:Anonymous
 

 About 2 years ago, my first love was shot to death and died instantly. I was devastated when it happened but one night he came to me in a dream and told me he loved me and he didn't want to see me cry over him anymore because it hurt him. It was really strange because I woke up immediately after that and I just started crying SO HARD, but I only cried for a few minutes because I remembered what he said and I stopped, I didn't want to hurt him. I remember the dream feeling so real that when he held me and kissed me, I felt so safe and secure like he was really there with me. I never really cried over him again after that day, sure a few tears here and there when I visit his grave but I never cried uncontrollably again. I never forgot about him but I moved on and tried to make happiness in my life without him. Then a few days ago, a really good friend of my mothers came to visit us for Thanksgiving. Now, I never knew this before but she has to power to feel the presence of ghosts and spirits. She can talk to them, hear them and see them, she was scared to tell my family about this gift because she thought we'd call her crazy. Finally, she just couldn't take it any more because she said we had a ghost in the house that was influencing my thoughts when I would sleep. She said it was a man and he lived in my room and his favorite place was at the foot of my bed. I was a little skeptical at first because I had never really heard that sort of thing before. I asked her if she could see him and hear him and she said yes. She told me that he had black hair, sharp brown eyes, olive skin, a mustache and he was about 5'8. The way she described the man sounded exactly like Raymond (my decease lover). She asked me who that was and I told her the story, she got this freaked out look on her face and I then asked her how long this man has been living in my room. She said that before I could even finish the question, he answered me "2 years" and she repeated his answer to me. I then got goose bumps all over and I said "he passed away in 2001" (now being 2003, which makes that 2 years ago.) She asked me if I had any pictures of him and I showed her one, she only glanced at it when she said "that's him, that is him!" I still didn't know if I believed it but I was freaked out by the thought of a ghost living in my bedroom for 2 years. She said she had asked him what he was doing in my home and he replied that he loved me and was there because of me. She then told me that since he was "my ghost" I was the only one who could make him leave. She told me to light a white candle and tell him to go to the light and that God was waiting for him in heaven. I felt like a lunatic talking to myself but I did just as she said and then I left my room with all the lights off and the door shut, and nothing but the candle light on. She went into my room about an hour later and she still saw him there. She then asked him " What are you still doing here?!" He told her that he couldn't go to heaven because he's done too much bad in his lifetime and God will never forgive him. She assured him that wasn't true and that God loves all of us and will always forgive us, no matter what we do, as long as we ask for his forgiveness. She then told him to think about that because God was waiting for him and she left the room. About a hour after that, I returned home and we went to check if he was still there, sure enough, he was there, at the foot of my bed. I told her that I wanted to talk to him and ask him why he was there. Raymond was a gang member and was killed by the cops for reasons unclear to me at the time. I just knew that he was too good of a person and had too big of a heart to have done anything to deserve death. I never really had any sense of closure regarding his cause of death and I felt the real story was being hidden and no one would ever find out what really happened, only the people who were there knew the truth. Well, he started out talking about a teen named Joey that had gotten killed about a week before Raymond. He said that he wanted me to know that he had never hurt Joey but Joey had tried to hurt him with a blade of some sort. Raymond's uncle Eddie (who was the gang leader) ordered the gang to go after Joey (who was from a rival gang), they did and they shot him to death. Raymond said he had nothing to do with Joey's death but that Joey's ghost had come for Raymond to get revenge on his uncle Eddie. Raymond said he was done wrong by his own family because his Uncle Eddie and Aunt Christina knew that Raymond was "going down" and they never warned him or said anything to anyone to help him out. They just let him die. I didn't really understand what he meant by this since he was killed by the cops and not a rival gang member, but I knew it was really him because of all the names he had said. I knew that my mom's friend could NEVER have just known those names or made them up and for the most part in made sense except for the part about his aunt and uncle knowing that he was going down. They were both present when he was killed though, so maybe that had something to do with what he said. He said they had betrayed him and they were no longer his family because family wouldn't have done that to him, he just wouldn't tell me exactly HOW they did him wrong or what they knew that they never warned him about. He said he was very hurt to find out that 2 people he had cared so much for had done such a heartless thing to him. He said he just wanted me to know this so I would know that he didn't deserve to die and he never hurt anyone or tried to hurt anyone, that he was set up by his own uncle and aunt. He also had said that if his friend had known what was going on, he would have still been alive today. Leah (my mother's friend) couldn't make out the name of the friend he was talking about so he said " the one with all the kids" right then, I knew he was talking about his best friend Javier. He said he only told me all of this so I would know the truth and would never think of him as a bad person. What he didn't know, was that I NEVER did think of him as a bad person and I KNEW deep down inside that he didn't deserve to die the way he did, or at the time that he did. Before he passed away, we were going through a lot of problems because he had cheated on me with another woman. He told me that she really never meant a thing to him but that she threw herself at him and "guys will be guys", He said that we were supposed to get back together and get a house together and I was supposed to have his son. He said he wasn't ready to go yet and he had plans for us and that was why he chose to stay with me all this time, he just felt comfortable with me there. Leah had told me that since he died so suddenly, he never knew he was dead and therefore had not crossed over yet and had been trapped here on earth. He said that he never meant to hurt me in any way and that I was his true love. What was really weird was that about a year ago (2002) I had a new boyfriend living with me and he broke my heart. I still get sad about him and miss him occasionally, and Raymond knew this. One of the last things he had asked Leah to tell me was that the man I was so heart-broken over wasn't even worth my time or tears and that he could just never be good enough for me so, not to hurt over him anymore. He said he didn't like that guy and that he never deserved me, he was just no good. Well, he was so right about every single thing he had told me in that whole conversation. At the time, I didn't know it for sure, but I just felt it inside, and I knew he wouldn't stay around for 2 years just to tell me lies. After he told me all of that, he said he didn't want to talk anymore because I should be able to figure everything out from what he already said. Leah and I then asked him to go to the light and go with God. I promised him I'd pray for him to be forgiven by God and let into heaven, but I already knew God would take him without my prayer. Just then, Leah's eyes moved across the room as if she was watching someone walking. He said one last time " Please tell her that I never meant to hurt her and I'm so sorry" I said I forgave him a very long time ago. He then asked her to tell me that he loved me and would wait for me in heaven. Then Leah told me to watch the candle and  just at that moment, the flame grew very tall and all the blue of the flame disappeared and it was all white. She told me he said "good-bye! I love you!" and he was gone. He just wanted to tell me those things and wouldn't leave until he got the chance. I felt really happy after that because I sent my love to heaven, where he belongs. This is a true story and it was honestly the best experience of my entire life (which isn't too long since I'm only 19). Even though I couldn't see him or hear him I KNEW for a fact that he was right there with me, just from what he said and all the names he mentioned. I know I will never experience anything like this again so I feel very special that he chose me. It really was CRAZY to go through but once I knew it was him, I wasn't so scared anymore, I actually felt happy that he stayed all that time just to tell me how he felt and what really happened when he passed away. I felt even happier that I was the one who sent him to heaven to be with God and be happy again. It may not make sense to you, but it did to me, because he was my first love and I knew him so well. I had tried to follow his case and dig to find something on what really happened when he was killed but never could up until he told me. Soon after that experience, I spoke to his mother and we put the whole thing together to find out that his "family" had betrayed him, just as he said. His uncle Eddie is now standing trial for the death of Joey and he is looking at 25 to life with no chance of Parole, but for what he did to Raymond, he deserves that, he actually deserves to be the one laying in that casket instead of Raymond, but I'm just glad Raymond is in a better place and away from this cruel world. He deserves to be happy for eternity
 

My Haunted House

By: sblack2003@alltel.net

chatsworth georgia- smyrna circle i lived there when i was 10 and all kinds of crazy things happened. the doors would open and close there was always a cold spot by my bedroom window no matter how warm it was outside...a tricycle would roll across the yard untouched and something would pull the covers over my mothers head and tickle her toes during the night.......and in the grape orchard when you would leave there would be a boy standing there in a 50's car coat.....also after we moved a lady across the street said the house had been empty for like 6 months but mysterious sounds lights and music would iminate from the house..... thank you

Amity HAll Hotel-my most frightening experience

By: music_psycho@teenagedirtbag.com
 

This happened over a span of time from June - my last visit on October 31.
When I first did a search on The Amity Hall Hotel in April 2003 I read
about how back in the days of the PA Canal system, canal travelers used to
stay there, then in the civil war days it was used as a hospital. Then only
internet, which I thought odd. I have looked on the internet many times for
historical information on Amity Hall.
The first time I went there was June. My friend had been telling me about
it, so we went with a group. I brought my camcorder and was outside with a
girl that was scared to go in. My battery went dead in about five minutes.
I thought it was wierd because a relative had put the battery in the
charger while running the camera off of house electricity , but later the
battery charged and is now just fine. That night we saw, in the corner of
the L-shaped building, very small bluish lights. They went inside, but
reported nothing out of the ordinary.
The first time I went into the house (1 week later) was during the day. I'd
wandered around it many times, during both day and night, and the most
creepy place on the outside is a door at the end of a hall which is locked
shut. We (me and that same friend) were walking around it looking for a
door that was open and I went around front and was standing on the porch
looking at the door. It was completely shut and suddenly, which seemed odd
to me, I had the notion to try it. It seemed ridiculous, especially because
it had always previously been locked, but I reached for it and it easily
swung open, revealing to me the beauty within. There is a hall that runs
down the middle of it, on either side, very large rooms. There is a bar on
the left and a kitchen beyond that. There are old fireplaces in the rooms.
The L-shape to this building  comes from the attachment of the hallway of
hotel rooms to what I assume is the residential part as well as the
kitchen.
Strangely, the worst room in the house is upstairs, the trophy room. This
room is filled with a giant feeling of "GET OUT OF HERE". Nothing has ever
been seen or heard in it by me, but I went in it once and I will never go
in it again, that is how strong the feeling is. I'm not sure if the anger
felt in this room is some ghost , all the glass and mirrors are broken and
you walk on a crystalline floor about an inch thick. We were walking around
and checking the doors.
We opened the heavy metal back door and were lingering around in a small
awkward room. I looked down the hall into an ominous darkness and said "I'm
not going down that hallway." We kept checking other doors and came, not by
MY request, back to the door. When I looked down the hallway this time it
was well lit and I could see everything. There is a small rectangular
window in front of the front door at the other end of the hall that let in
a great deal of light, but before this could not be seen, before I couldn't
see even halfway down the hallway because it was so dark. We continued
around checking doors because we didn't want to climb around the fallen
antique soda machine that lays at an awkward angle, stuck between the steps
themselves and the railing of the upper part of this staircase. It looks
like it's ready to fall. We went to the door right in front of the stairs,
which was locked before, and my friend, for whatever reason, reached out
and opened it. She was also so very determined to get into the hotel rooms,
so we were climbing across the little porches, separated by railings, and
after we had already tried all the doors she, without rhyme or reason,
walked right up to the third one in and opened it with ease.
Throughout the summer we went back with equipment trying to get footage but
nothing works correctly arround it. I have seen, one night, the very faint
white figure of what appeared to be a woman in the attic window facing the
parking lot. I have seen white flashes of light in the attic windows facing
the road. But the worst time ever...I am getting Goosebumps and watery eyes
thinking about it...was October 11. It wasn't that cold, but I remember
wearing my winter jacket. Me, my best friend since childhood, and my
boyfriend went driving up. We talked all about it on the way there and then
when we parked we just couldn't bring ourselves to get out of the car. For
some odd reason we were all scared to death. That night there seemed to be
a battle going on, of energies good and evil. (because believe me, the
place has both) You could, at time, actually see in the window, the
swirling of something that is hard for me to describe as anything other
than something out of this world. There were faint glows fading in and out
of the windows, as well as small but somewhat bright points of light coming
from the corner of the L-shape. The driver (my best freind) got out of the
car and basically was so scared she just stood there and then quickly got
back in. I'd heard of 'hounds from hell' chasing people from sitting in the
parking lot like we were; maybe that's what she saw, I don't know, I was
watching the house, but suddenly my boyfriend in the passenger seat freaked
out and pointed to the front left corner of the car and just as he did I
was so suddenly scared I cried a scream that came straight from my soul.
"GO NOW!" We spun out of the parking lot and parked on the other side of
the road (each time the car was still running) My boyfriend was talkign
about what he saw, which was a black figure, not the shape of a dog, but
about the size of a dog, lingering around the front bumper where the driver
was standing. We were talking about how still, from this far away, the
house felt creepy and strong. This may sound weird to some, but I don't
care. I was sitting in the backseat on the right side, the side of the car
that was facing the woods. Suddenly I got this creepy feeling that
something was outside the window. I knew it was watching me. In the front
my friends were talking and JUST as I was turning to look out the window,
in a split instant my boyfriend the passenger started freaking out
screaming the driver's name and to start driving. I was, somehow, too slow
for this, the timing was just right that I never got to see with eyes what
I already knew to be there, just outside the window, not just watching, but
GLARING at me. I hadn't even begun to describe what I had experienced when
suddenly it started coming from my boyfriends mouth. He was TREMBLING and
telling about how something was outside my window looking in at me and it
wanted to hurt me. He said there was a woman outside his window silently
screaming at him which is why he screamed.  I started crying and going into
near hysterics because what he was describing was what I FELT, and at the
height of MY terror, he was the one who freaked out. It was one of the most
horrific paranormal experiences I have ever had. He said he could clearly
see her and that it looked like the female was bleeding alot and that her
clother were from the 1800's.
The last time I was there (October 31), it seemed like respectful party
people had taken up part-time residence in the house because furniture had
been all moved to one room and there was no further damage to the house. I
later found out several of my friends went later, and the house is now
inhabitted by a cult of somesort. They have told me that they spoke with
someone.
Whatever case, I don't think I'll ever go back at night, there is something
there that is angry with me for some reason. I'm still looking for history
to figure who the woman and man(?) were outside of our car.  I would
appreciate any ideas you might have for why the male gave off the feeling
toward sme and no one else inthe car. My boyfriend is also wonderign the
same thing about the female.  To be honest I don't think I'll go ghost
hunting anymore either, becasue I have beeen so frightened by the above
events.

A Friendly Ghost

By: m_benoit20@hotmail.com

i live in prospect bay in nova scotia canada.we have lived here for a little over 10 years. since we've been here, we have had many experiences, but the one that takes the cake was 2years ago while my parents were at work. my youger sister and i were home from school and at about two o'clock in the afternoon we heard footsteps on the stairs. we turned off the t.v. so we could hear it better.knowing we were all along, we knew it was not alive.the foot steps got closer, then it sounded as if someone was running up the stairs. when the footsteps got to the top we heard a little girl's giggle and she ran back down the stairs and so did we right out the front door and stayed there until my parents got home. we have had many other things happen like seeing an old woman in my mothers mirror and a man dressed in black that just stares at you for awhile then goes away. these experiences no longer scare us. we call them our roommates.they don't bother us they just let us know they are there.

My mom was taking my dog out to do her business, and we have a deck that she goes under and snoops around all of the time. So after a while, she wandered under the deck and came out tail-down, and she was very scared. She did this many times after, too. Tonight me and my mom went under the deck looking for anything that may have scared my dog, but we found nothing. And after all of the hauntings I have had, I am thinking It could be the same person (I hate saying "ghost" Just disrespectful, right?) doing all of the "hauntings" that did this one, too.

Grandfather Saying Goodbye

By: medatron@shaw.ca

This story happened in 1998, it involves my grandfather.  He and I were very close when I was little.  I always knew when he was sick or hurt.  I would get "feelings".  My Grandmother used to call it my "radar". My Grandfather died November 15th. 1998.  He died at 4:30 am.  How do I know this ?  He came to say goodbye.  We were all expecting it.  He was just too tired to keep going.  My Aunt, Uncle, and my Grandmother were with him when he died.  He just said "It's time for me to go Butch."  He meant my Grandmother.  He closed his eyes and that was it.I was in Winnipeg in bed at 4:30 that morning.  I woke up and sat up because I was getting that "feeling" again.  I know I was awake because I remember hearing the furnace kick on.  Standing at the end of my bed was my Grandfather.  He was kind of glowing.  I know it sounds like I am making it up.  I'm not.  He looked me in the eyes and smiled.  I felt rather than heard that he was at peace now, he wasn't in pain any longer.  He said "I love you, I'm ok. I love you."
He faded away and that was it.  I found out the next day that he had died at 3:28 am in Edmonton, Alberta.  We are an hour ahead here in Winnipeg.  I lay back down and whispered, "Goodbye I love you to."  I cried a little and then went back to sleep.  Thanks for listening

By: Anonymous

well I know loads of people send in stories about grave yards and they never sound true but this one I encountered was so scary I didn't want to go out of my house for 5 months!!basically my two friends, Ursula, nikita and I were sitting on the wall of this graveyard we used to hang out in when I decided to take a visit to my friend (who is dead) in the cremation garden and have a talk to her. nikita and Ursula knew I liked to spend time on my own so they left me too it, after all they were still in view. well Asher (my no-longer-with-us friends) flowers were dieing so I went into the back of the graveyard to pick some flowers. Then all of a sudden I heard a voice. I thought nothing of it at first, just a hushed cooing in the background. I presumed it was some mourners coming to visit a loved one but it stared to get louder and more distressed. the person sounded Latin! they were getting louder and louder until it hurt my ears and I had to turn around and tell them to stop. but when I turned around nothing was there. I strained my eyes but all I could see was a graveyard and flowers!!!! quite startled by the experience I decided too tell urs and keets about what just happened. Then I heard a scream...things were getting stranger and stranger!!! I was scared now! I ran and ran but my surroundings were unfamiliar! I hadn't a clue where I was I couldn't find my way out of this whirling blur that I was trapped in! and the Latin voice was getting louder and louder. all of a sudden I appeared to wake up. I was in the middle of the graveyard in the pitch black! I panicked-like you would! I was so utterly confused!!! I looked up to see a blurred figure and I screamed! the figure was about my height and my size but it had no face. it was nothing- it was just...there. and as I stared at it it came closer and closer until I was practically inside it. and it stopped, stopped dead in front of me. and then the latin voice came back, quiet at first but louder it grew louder and louder. i let it. the next thing i knew the figure was fading and fading into nothing...until thats all it was...nothing. eventually police found me and rushed me to hospital. they said it was just my anxiaty hulusinating me. but im sure it was something more... something that wont leave my head, you see every noght when i go to bed i say a latin prayer in hope that the figure i saw will rest in peace. but that didnt stop it from scaring the hell out of me. please make sure you don't wake up at exactly 3.12 because i do and i hate it. i see the figure at the foot of my bed, with a face and everything. shes a little girl. and she screams- silently but she still does it. and it scares me. she hasnt hurt me though...yet.

After my stepdad's accident
 

By: silver4079@aol.com
 

I came across the web page a couple of weeks ago and thought I would tell of my sister's experience.  My mom and her husband had just built a brand new house about 20 miles outside of St. Charles, MO where they were going to live with my sister and stepsister.  The road that leads to their new subdivision is kind of an old country road that had not been redone to fit the growing population in that area.  This road has many twist and turns as you make your way to the house.  Well about 3 years ago my stepdad went out with some buddies of his to watch the football game at a local restaurant.  After the game he had called my mom and asked if the family wanted pizza because he would swing by and pick some up bacause my mom and my other two stepsisters and their boyfriends were already over at the new house.  Well, as he traveled down the curvy road, we think his phone rang or he dropped something on the passanger side floor and leaned over to get it because this distraction caused him to loose control of his car and spin out into the oncoming lane.  As he spun out a truck coming the other way smashed into the side of his car and made him die instantly. My mom found out because he never showed up back at home when he should have so she went to see if he was still at the pizza place, but when she got to the entrance to the subdivision she saw the police there. (He lost control on the turn right before the entrance to the subdivision).  There she saw the tarp draped over his car to block the view of his body. Needless to say she was devistated.  So time passed and their new house went up for sale.  And thats when the wierd things started to happen.  The way the house was situated my sister's room and my stepsister's room were on the other side of the house than my mom and he husbands room so you had to walk through the living room to move between the rooms.  The strange things only happened to my sister though.  She was in her bathroom one day getting ready for work when out of nowhere she saw all these (she can only describe them as twinkling) lights around her and there are no windows or any way other lights could have come to make this happen.  She wasn't really scared just kind of curious as to what these were.  She was in her room right across the hall when watching TV when her door slowly started closing to the point where it almost clicked into the door frame, then opened slowly again. No windows or doors were open to causes even a draft.  On her 19th birthday she was walking from my mom's room to her room one day when she passed right in front of my stepdad's Lazy-Boy recliner that he loved.  All of a sudden the lights appeared again.  She describes these lights as peaceful and have never caused her to be scared or to panic.  We figured it was Ron, my stepdad, saying happy birthday to her.  The only time I was ever in that house alone I heard creaks and moans and clanking that scared me so bad that I actually left at 2:00 am and went to my dad house instead.  One other thing happened to her but it was at my moms new house, she had to move.  One night my sister woke up to give my niece her bottle and when she went downstairs she walked straight into the kitchen.  She started to hear the baby seat rocking back and forth, as it makes an inmistakable noise.  She walked into the family room and the seat was moving back and forth on its own.  No windows open or drafts were going through the house and the only way to get the seat to move is to press one of the buttons because its battery operated.  SCARY!!!

I Think It's Real....

By: lucha_87@hotmail.com

Well, my mother doesnt believe me, but I think it was for real.
When I was little, I used to stay alone in my house sometimes, and ussually
my father would get home around 9, we'd fix dinner and I would go to bed.
So this one night I was alone and I heard the front door open, then I heard
the fridge open and close and the silverware drawers as well.
I ran down the stairs thinking my father had come home, but I was suprised
when I found the lights out. So I went into the kitchen and turned on the
lights. Everything was just fine. So I turned around and started to go
upstairs again.
I was halfway climbing the stairs, when I heard the front door open again. I
sprung around and heard the fridge door open and close several times. I was
frightened to death, so I couldnt move.
Even though the sound had ended I stayed on the stairs until my dad came
home and asked me what happened.
Itold him and  was sent to bed, but the next day my father comented to my
mother what had happened to me, and told her he had found silverware
spattered aroun the kitchen floor when I came home.
The odd thing is that the silverware fournd on the floor wasn't the one
inside the drawers.
It was our special-silver set which we kept on top of the fridge.....I
couldn't reach to it, not even wiht a chair.

Judge

By: patmerr@core.com

Hi! My name is Amanda. I am thirteen years old and I used to live in a house that was haunted, but we rented it and the owner sold it to someone else who knocked it down. Now there is a store there. The adress of the store is 115 West McClain Street in Scottsburg, Indiana.{in case you think you may want to look into this.} I've been reading books about ghosts and have learned that digital camera's pick up orbs and you can't see them(actually you can, my uncle saw an orb). I also learned that Voice activated recorders pick up the voices of ghosts, I used to talk to him(this may sound funny but when my mom asked who I was talking to, I replied Judge) Also I hear that apperations are rare but he took this form. I hope to study more about them, and I hope this helps you with your research. You may send this information to others if you like and can post it on a website, just don't use my name there.

My Father

By: spiritheory@hotmail.com

Sorry it took so long to write, but I've been busy.  As I stated before, I
inherited the father's ghosts and he from his father and so on.  It really
made for quite an weird childhood.  And a lot of strange stories! The story
I am about to tell happened to my father.
When he was young, in his early teens, he had horrible dream.  In this dream
he saw a young man at the foot of bed.  The man he saw was covered in blood
and his head was twisted at a strange angle, as if the bones in his neck was
snapped in two and he couldn't support it.  It lay to one side resting on
his shoulder.  If that wasn't horrible enough, the man's arms were
outstretched reaching towards my father, as if the man was silently pleading
for help.  My father was frightened, to say the least, and woke with a
start.  Years later, the dream all but forgotten, my father met his best
friend, (we'll call him Mike) and they became as close as brothers.  My
father thought nothing of the fact that Mike resembled the horrific man in
his dream.  He shrugged it off as mere coincidence.  One night my father,
his then girlfriend, and Mike went out.  On the way home something horrible
happened.  My father isn't sure exactly how it happened, because the events
that night occured so fast.  It was the middle of winter, it was a beautiful
night.  It was one of those nights where the air is crisp and clean and the
sky is so clear and lovely, it looks like it goes on forever.  They were
chatting and laughing in the car.  My father was in the back seat while Mike
and my father's girlfriend sat up front.  Mike was driving.  All of a
sudden, (he believes) they hit a patch of black ice and Mike lost control of
the vehicle.  They plowed into tree and totalled the car.  My father was
thrown around and banged up, the other two weren't so lucky.  My father's
girlfriend suffered severe brain trauma that put her in a vegetaded state,
and was never to recover.  Mike died.  What is really disturbing is how Mike
died.  He had a broken neck.
That story gives me shivers today.
Please if you have any questions or comments email me at
spiritheory@hotmail.com.  More to come!

She Knew

By: kemeyer@esu1.org

I have had experiences with the "unexplained" since I was about 4. My
family lived in a huge house that was a mortuary before it was turned into
a house. I'm 34 now and am still popular with the spirits. Like many
others, my stories could go on for days. But I'd like to tell you about a
little girl I've come to know. I was living with some friends of mine,
sleeping on the floor of the guest room on the main floor. We are all
amateur archeologists and this happened to be the room that housed boxes
and boxes of rocks and bones. We had laughed, knowing my experience with
ghosts, that with myself and all the bones in one room, it may turn out to
be quite a party.  The first night I was there, I was awaken in the middle
of the night to heavy breathing right next to me. It sounded heavy and
labored, as if someone had a cold. My friends own a couple big dogs and
half asleep, I said "Bach, be quiet", thinking that one of the dogs had
gotten in to snuggle with me. When the breathing continued, I rolled over
to push the dog off of my air mattress. As I realized I was only pushing
covers, I sat bolt upright and flipped the light on. The door to my room
was shut tight and no dogs were present. I told this story the next morning
and I knew by their smirks that they thought I was dreaming. A few days
passed and I was home alone with the dogs. Around 1 a.m. one of the dogs
who was outside in the run started going off. I looked out to see who was
here and no vehicles were in the drive. We lived in the country with a barn
about 50 yards from the house and the creek another 50 yards past the barn.
As I walked outside the dog was pointed at the barn and barking like mad. I
knew that fisherman occasionally came to the creek at night and thought one
of them had ventured to the barn to see what was inside. As I walked
towards the barn to scare off the curious fisherman, I suddenly felt a
quick breeze overtake me from behind. It felt as if a semi had driven by.
It had the same force, the same duration, but was silent. It stopped me
dead in my tracks and my senses went on super alert. I realized now that
the dog had become silent and taking a big gulp, started towards the barn
again. about 3/4 of the way to the barn I heard very distinct child
giggling. It sounded like a little girl, maybe four or five years old. That
was the one that made me do an immediate "about-face" and head back towards
the house. As I walked past the dog run, the dog was now peeking out of his
doghouse, ears drooped.
A couple months had passed and my friends and I were trying to come to some
logical explanation to what might have happened. I found myself home alone
again close to Christmas time. I was watching tv. Next to my chair was a
small tree on an endtable. It was decorated with typical decorations; small
ornaments, bells, lights, tinsle. One of the dogs was asleep at my feet but
woke up, stretched and turned to head out of the room.  As he came to the
doorway he stopped and cocked his head. I looked in the direction he would
have been looking to see what he was looking at, but saw nothing. He stared
there for maybe a full minute, then walked backwards far enough to turn
around and come back into the room. This time he layed at the far end of
the room and looked at the doorway with those sad puppy eyes. As I was
thinking about what he might have seen, the phone rang and I about jumped
out of my skin. It was my friends who called to relay some information. As
I sat in the chair talking to them, one of the little bells on the tree
next to me dinged. Then again. Then suddenly began to ring loud and fast. I
froze, my eyes glued to the bell as it twisted back and forth, ringing
frantially. My friend on the other end could hear it and was trying to
figure out what was going on. As suddenly as it started, it all stopped
with the bell dropping to the floor. Although I'm used to paranormal
activity, and always feel a need to peek around one more corner, I couldn't
get out of that chair fast enough. The dog was frozen behind the couch now
and would not come out. After I got calmed down, I told my friend I would
be waiting outside in the cold until they got home. I did just that. When
they got home, we went in to examine the evidence. He put the bell back on
the tree, got the dog to come out from behind the couch(these are pit bulls
we're talking about)and tried to get me to tell him "one more time" just
what had happened. As I told the story, from outside the window a little
girl was giggling like she had witnessed the funniest thing ever. We all
sprinted out the door to see who was there, but of course, it was nobody.
I eventually found my own place and maybe a year later, was able to come
back to town to visit. I brought my fiance who was becoming more and more
used to strange occurances. As I pulled up, I noticed the new sidewalk
leading to the front door and a fence surrounding the concrete.Being in the
middle of the country, the sidewalk was quite long and the fence
surrounding it was chicken wire maybe 4 feet tall to keep the dogs off the
fresh cement. It was fastened tight, as the dogs are able to find a small
spot and go through it. My freinds knew I was coming and ran out of the
house to greet me. I knew we would be excited to see each other again, but
wasn't expecting quite a welcome. Before I could get out of the car, they
were yelling "come here. come here, you have to see". As we walked towards
the house, still not sure what i was "supposed to see", I was filled in.
Evidently, the hauntings had stopped once I moved out. Everything had
become quiet. They just poured the new sidewalk two days ago. (not sure why
he was changing subjects in mid stream). "you have to see, you have to see"
is all they could say then. He went on, "we came out this morning to clean
up before you got here but saw this and needed to leave it for you to see"
he pointed to the sidewalk and there they were. Right down the middle of
the dry sidewalk. Little kid's dusty, bare footprints. The started by the
house. Didn't crawl over the fence, or underneath. The dirt would have
shown it. They just started and continued all the way down the sidewalk,
inside the fence. Sometimes walking, sometimes it looked like a hop,
sometimes they looked like a run, and at the end, they were just plain gone
again. I could feel the goosebumps start to rise and I looked at my friend
and he simply replied. "she knew you were coming".

My Friend Scott

By: typhoidmary1@hotmail.com

Hi my name is Sarah Thomas, I live in Perth Western Australia. I'm 24. I had an 'experience' a few years ago when I was sixteen. This is true I promise you, I think about it so much and feel the need to share it because I have no explanation for it other than a Ghost or telepathy. A good friend of mine, Scott, committed suicide by hanging himself from a ceiling fan when I was sixteen. He was a year older, 17. Nobody saw it coming. It was devastating for everyone. He asked that this song, (I don't know the name of it) be played at his funeral. It goes: "Oh yes, I'm the great, pretender..." I think it might be an Elvis song or something.There was a gorup of friends that I hung out with who were also friends with Scott. one of them, Vickie was my best-friend (still is) and she was also close to Scott. Anyway here goes... I was asleep. I had a dream that Scott and I were sitting on this grass hill that we always used to sit on to have deep and meaningfuls, not just me and scott, everyone in our group used to sit there, it was peaceful, any way, having a chat, I remeber it word for word. I said: "So anyway, I was at your funeral the other day, and Scott says, Yeah? how was it?" and I said yeah it was OK, but Alices brother was there and he was wearing rollerskates which I thought was rude, I wore really nice black shoes though..." I looked up at him and he looked frustrayed or upset, or angry at what I said, I was just about to say whats wrong when I woke up from the dream. A wind started in my room. My window was open but my door was shut and there was a lot of wind, cirular like a tornado, but slower. I could hear this intense, fast whispering, like a million different voices that seemed to be part of the wind. My curtains were  moving a lot with the wind. I tried to listen to what they were saying but couldn't make anything out, then I got the feeling that if I understood them something bad would happen, like they might possess me so I stopped trying. the whispering got louder unitl it was right next to me trying to get in my ear. I was so afraid and covered my ears. Suddenly the wind stopped and the voices stopped. There was a loud noise, sort of like a bang or clap, I didn't so much hear it as felt it. In the corner of my room was a shadow or a black sort of cut out of a person. It had a presence, a denseness. I closed my eyes hoping it would go away, When I opened them a second later it had moved slightly closer. I panicked and ran for the door, trying not to think so it wouldn't read my thoughts and stop me. I ran to my parents room and banged on the door, crying saying that Scott was here, he's in my room.  I was Hysterical. They trid to calm me down insisting I had a bad dream. I told them it was no dream I was awake! Eventually after much arguing they went back to bed, I went and laid on the couch in the living room refusing to go back to my room, and eventually passed out with all the lights on and the TV. Heres wher the bit I can't explain comes in. I went to school the next day, exhauseted and shaken. I saw my best friend Vickie before class started and she looked as bad as I did. I said listen I had this fucked up thing happen last night... and she said me too! I said Ok Calm down. I know what happened to me, I wanna know what happened to you but I want you to tell me firts so my account doesn't influence yours. She told me she had this dream, that she was sitting on top of 'our hill' with Scott having a conversation, but she can't remeber what it was about. Then she said she woke up and her room was full of this wind and whispering. She said she felt the whispering and wind around her ear, then it stopped and she saw this shadow, which she knew was scott. She didn't freak out like I did, but was still afraid and covered her head and said out loud "Go away!" she said she looked up and he was still there but eventually went away. I told her what happened to me and she didn't know what to say. We talk about it every now and then and can't come to any conclusion except for that it was either Scott ot some other ghost of one of us had a waking nightmare, and the other has telepathy or its oo-incidence that we both had the same dream and hallucination. I don't know. One last thing, the shadow had a menacing dark feel to it. Scott was not an evil person but he had a very dark demeanor. sometimes cruel sense of humor though I doubt he meant anything by it. The voices its what gets me. What was that? I saw it years later in a horror movie, Rose Red I think, and It reminded me of that night. If they use it in movies I'm guessing it must be a commonly reported thing. Anyway, I don't know if you find this interesting at all, it might not be scary, because its true and not suspenseful like a story, but I find it perplexing and evidence of something, I don't know what. MY email is typhoidmary1@hotmail.com if you want to reply. Thanks.

Rome - Hotel Locarno

By: Anonymous

I had a really scary 2 months of staying at Hotel Locarno. I was filming a Mary-Kate and Ashley Movie called "When in Rome" All of the cast and some of the crew were put up at the Hotel. It is located in Piazza del Popolo.  For the 2 months I stayed there alot of very un-natural and weird sometimes scary things occured. The window would open and close at its own leisure when i wasn't in the "immediate room" (Taking a shower, going downstairs for a drink or food) even if it was locked. One night I was awakened by a force pulling my covers off of me and tossing me to the floor. When I came to be I was unable to speak and pulling myself back onto the bed spending the rest of the night talking to my mom who was in San Antonio, TX, USA.  The night when I was leaving I remember the feeling of being threatened by whomever or whatever was lurking in that room. It was a force I have never experienced my entire life. It was telling me "Get out and don't come back"  our Still phoptographer who was staying in the room next to me came out crying one night because something was screaming in her shower and woke her up. When she went to the bathroom a bar of soap was thrown at her reflection in the mirror. When we spoke she blamed it on sleep deprivation. She was unable to talk about it. It was an experience that changed my life. I now believe in the SUPER NATURAL!!!  You should add this one cause its pretty freaky. If I can findout what room I was staying in I'll email you and let you know.

The Lady

By: neo_paolo2003@yahoo.com

this story was shared by our maids brother who experience paranormal, let us call him romulo our co-residence in our barangay in nagrebcan luna la union philippines, this story happens to him few years ago since he was young and single. one day when romulo and 3 of his friends planned to drink beer and have a good time that day but they had no place to have a good time so they find places and they found out the old house that believes to be haunted but romulo and his friends never believe it and never mind about ghost that they heard appers there that was told by our co-residence, the house is really haunted it is because it is vacant and unoccupied for about many years and the family who is known as the owner of the house never comebacks until today, they are presently  lives in hawaii,it is really dark and dirty inside the house and really scary to go inside of it,so romulo and his friends continue to drunk beer and play in the old haunted house,they are happy and had a good time in the house until they had consumed more that 1 case of beer, romulo feels sleepy and he went upstairs and telling his friends that he is sleepy and need to sleep, so he sleeps upstairs and hile he was sleeping, he was awaked by someone who is feeling that watching him while he is sleeping, when he wakes up, he saw a beautiful tall lady in white standing in front of him, at first he was amazed because the lady is beautiful but after a few seconds he realized that no one is living in that house and remebers that he was drunk at last time with his friends so he was scared and also realized that he saw a ghost, he quickly run downstairs and trying to find all his friends but they are all gone already without notice, he is very scared and when he told it to his friends they all laugh and told himthat he was in the influenced of alcohol,today the house was rebuilt and used by the new transfered family residence and they never experinced paranormal experince since they move there. that's all. thanx for reading take care always. have a nice day hope you will shared also your own ghost stories...

My Guardian Angel

By: TMWindrum@aol.com

I was reading some of the shadowlands ghost stories and figured, why don't I send my story in. It's not all that creepy or anything, but it really makes you think...
Once, when I was very little, around 4 or 5, I was having a vacation at Virginia Beach. My mom was watching me and all my cousins while my aunt and uncle went to shop or something like that. We didn't eat at all for about seven hours.  Around a couple of hours later, my aunt and uncle came back and my mom left to shop. I wasn't too fond of my aunt and uncle, and to this day, I'm still not fond of them, so I wandered down the beach to try and find her. After fifteen minutes of wandering, I came to a huge chair thing, the ones that lifeguards sit in. And, of course, up on top was a lifeguard dressed in a blinding white suit. He asked me if I was lost and I said yes. He invited me to sit on his big chair thing, so i climbed up and sat down next to him. He gave me some of his turkey sandwich on whole wheat bread, my favorite kind! I gobbled it up in thirty seconds. He said he already knew my name and why I was here, but I didn't think about it at the time. I pretty much blacked out after that, but I remembered waking up in my mom's arms in a restaurant. My mom screamed, "She's awake! She's awake!" and my whole family came to my side. I was later told that there were no lifeguards on duty and that I was lucky that my aunt found me UNCONSIOUS in the sand, but I knew, and still know, that there was a lifeguard who fed me and took care of me.

White WIng

By: kosklan@ktc.com

I am a 14 year old female, and reading the ghosts  stories
on this site has made me remember the five experinces I
had in my old house on White Wing Drive.
I was 10 at the time, and one night I awoke around 1:00
a.m. I couldn't tell why I had awoken so suddenly, because
when I'm asleep, I'm asleep. Anyways, when I tried to get
back to my dream world, I heard tapping on my window. I'm
pretty brave, so I grabbed a knife (I collect knifes) and
looked outside. No one was there, and yet the tapping
countinued. This countinued for about 25 minutes, and
suddenly stopped. By that time, I was so scared, I was
crying. I stayed up and cried for an hour before I could get
back to sleep.
Well, I tried to forget this, and mentioned it to no one, my
brother and sister teased me a lot, and I didn't want them to
know about this. A few months later, I had gotten a little
disco ball thing the had many colors on it. And I had
discovered that you can hold it down, and it would make a
funny sound, then change directions. It would only do this if
someone would push down on it. Anyway, after a while, I
would have a very hard time getting to sleep. So I would just
stay up for at least an hour, looking at the colors go round
and round on the ceieling ( sorry if misspelled). One night,
as I was watching it spin, I heard the sound that only
happens when someone pushes on it, and the colors
started moving in the opposite direction. This scared me a
great deal, so I shut my eyes and soon fell asleep. This too,
I didn't share.
Now, when we first moved to White Wing (as I know call it),
my older sister and I shared a room, we fought a lot, so
Kayla (my sister) got her own room. This happened when
we were still sharing a room. (The top two things happened
after she moved into her new room). We had a bunk bed,
me on top, and one night, near 5:30, I awoke to someone
violently pulling my hair. I looked, and no one was there. I
climbed down and the only thing in Kayla's bed was her doll.
I slowly searched the house, only to find Kayla in my mom's
bed, and everyone fast asleep. I slept in the living room for
the remander of the night and told no one.
Next, on my 11th birthday, two of my best friends came over
to spend the night. Anyways, we were on the top bunk,
Kayla in the next room (we asked her if we could have the
room to talk). We were just chatting, and it was around
midnight when, for some reason, I looked over at the door. I
could see two shadows over under the door as if someone
was standing there. I pointed it out to my friends, and I
yelled that Kayla didn't have to evesdrop, and that she could
come in. The shadows, moved, as if running away. We
laughed and went into the next room. Kayla was laying on
the floor asleep. I smiled and got down beside her and told
her that we didn't care and stop pretending, but she didn't
stir. One thing about Kayla that you have to undrestand is
that she cannot keep a striaght face after doing something
like that. We got scared and searched the house, but found
nothing. None of us said any thing about it agian.
Last, and most scary, around 11:00, I was trying to get to
sleep, and I heard a sound like someone running up and
down the hall way. Kayla was asleep, my little sister could
not yet walk, my brother (Ryan) was in the shower, and my
mom at work. That freaked me out, but I tryed to ignore it. I
had a half bathroom in my room and hated it. I would all
ways feel unconfterble in it and keep the door shut at all
times. In it was an opening mirror that creacked when you
opened it. After the running stop, a sound like the mirror
being opened and closed came from my bathroom. I got
really scared, and finally, after an hour had pasted got to
sleep. The next morning, I got tired of not saying anything,
and told Ryan and Kayla. It was then that Ryan said that
the night before, around 11:30, after he got out of the
shower, he heard a sound like something the size of our
little sister run into his door. Kayla the spoke up and told us
that she, at 12:00, had heard something that sounded like
something running across her dressor, and that she had
heard it many times before, mainly when practising her
trumpet. We told our mom when she got home from work,
around 6 am (she worked nights) and she simply said that it
was the cats under the house, but none of us really believed
that.
So there's my stories, and I'm truly thankful that we moved
out of that house about 2 or 3 years ago.
 

Walking Down the Street

By: ghost68ca@yahoo.ca

When i was about 13 or 14 i was walikg on the oppisite
side of a street at night of a cemetery with all the
street lights on it was clear and i could see the
grave stones in the cemetery. as i was walking i saw
what appeard to be human with no features and all
black and i couln't see threw him or her and when i
noticed it on the other side of the street.as soon as
i saw it .it jumped behind a tree.what ever it was it
was not of the livingand after that i just turned
around and walked the other way.away from what ever it was.......

The Trailer

By: tazzy802001@yahoo.com

hi i am 23 yrs old now but when my bad experience happened i was only 14 but it didnt stop until i moved away. at the time i lived in boise idaho in a trailer. i have always experienced presences for quite sometime and when i lived in the trailer next door to the one i had the bad experience i did something stupid with my sister. we played with a ouija board and there was this one spirit who seemed very nice so we enjoyed communicating with him but one night we got ahold of one who wasnt so nice and he said if we didnt communicate he would make sure bad things would happen. well we put the board away and got rid of it permanately. we ended up moving next door because at the time my mom was a single parent and we needed more room.
well when we moved in to this trailer, everything seemed fine at first but then things started to happen. my mom worked a lot and never noticed anything happen and decided to get roomates who could watch us and help pay rent. they noticed odd things too. the t.v. would come on all by itself and the volume goes all the way up then down, my sister and i would see things moving in our room and my sister and roomates would see black shadows on my bed. i would wake up with panic attacks quite often, my heart would race and i felt as if someone or some ing was watching me and was going to pounce on me any second and hurt me. then one night it was just my sister, ome of the roomates and myself, my roomate was in my moms room on the phone, i was in the hallway talking to my sister in the kitchen who was pouring some water to drink when 2ft to my right something pounded 3 times on the wall very hard it shook the lamps on the wall my sister and i screamed, i ran to my moms room where our roomate was and my sister was close behind. my roomate asked us what the heck that was and we looked at her and shrugged.also one night my moms friend came over with her 2 sons and my mom and her went out for awhile and left the four of us home. well, dont ask me why but we decided to play what we called midnight tag but it wasnt midnight, it was just very dark. well we noticed my mom had shut her door before she left and forgot to turn her light off, we could see it under the door so all of us went in her room and shut off her light and went back out to play our game. maybe five minutes after we shut her light off we looked at her room and the light was on again, i freaked out! i turned the main lights on and we all went in there and shut it off and ran out and shut the door and sat on the couch til our parents came home. we told them what happened and of course they didnt believe us. so i asked mom how do you explain the tv turning on by itself, she said that it probably had a short in it. the most scariest thing that happened to me was my mom was at work and it was at sunset, my sister had a friend staying over and we were in the livingroom well there was something we had forgotten in my moms room and now i cant remember what but i went to go get it. i opened my moms door and to my horror, i saw what appeared to be 7ft tall blacker then the shadow around it, it absorbed the blackness around it! it had red eyes and an evil grin with gleaming white fangs! i screamed and ran backwards to the livingroom and my sister asked me what was wrong and i told her. we didnt towards my ms room that night and never did we go in there by ourselves after that. to this day i have never figured out what that thing was and at one point thought that i was imagining it but i talked to friends and some are druids and ive heard a range of things that it could of been from spectators,imps playing jokes,etc. but then i have been reading your website and the stories i realized i wasnt the only one who has seen some off the wall things so i feel somewhat relieved that im not losing my mind. when we moved we moved to rural idaho in the eastern area and i think it was haunted as well but that is another story i will tell you some other time. can someone tell me what i saw? and if anyone has a story they would like to share e-mail me at tazzy802001@yahoo.com thank you and i hope you liked reading.

"The Bell"

By: lillypad2@iwvisp.com
 

when i was born, my parents rented an house in washington, we lived there for about a year. one night after putting me to bed, my parents went to bed. about midnight they both woke up to a sound of a bell. not just an ordanary bell, but one in which they had gotton for a gift on their wedding. it was in the livving room across they house, my parents scared, it had sounded as if it was right in the room with them. the bell, didnt sound like someone was just swinging it back and forth, but like someone had swung it in circles to make  an erie constant ring. it finally quit, they both were like, did you hear that?! neither of them got up to see what it was. shortly after that, we moved.

By: StArZnUrEyEz03@cs.com

i live in sacramento california. im a kind of person to have to see things in order to believe them. well I am not sure how much ones instincts is but I must say that when i was driving down Sloughhouse Rd. with my friend around 12:30 midnight we had entered to this parking lot by an old restaurant my friend had used to work at, and he was telling me that it was haunted because he and other emloyees felt something odd was in that restaurant and wierd things would happen from time to time. Afterwards, we were driving down this old road by it and it seemed so eerie because it looked so alone, so empty...abandoned. leaves were blowing around and it was raining which is kind of ironic. i all of the sudden felt as if we were being watched, like some negative energy was running through our bodies, i felt like something bad had happened in that area or something evil still presently haunts that area. i dont know what made me feel like that  but a little afterwards, he had stopped the car and pointed towards the darkness on my right hand side and said that there was an old abandoned cemetery that has been there for years. i wanted to get out of there because i thought it was wierd that i had already been feeling something bad before i even knew where i was near or at. i asked him to turn around and he did, we were both freaked out and we drove over the bridge from that old road and i felt better that bad feeling was gone and i never ever want to go down there again.

By: thrboyzfam@charter.net

my mother saw a ghost one time -o.k. here it goes:my mother was shoping at Myers House and Barn,wich is located at ,Florssisant,MO,she was walking on the second floor when she spoted a women in a black dress.she wanted to ask where she got it.the dress. The woman walked into a different room with no exit.  She just disappeared!  My mom asked a worker who she was, they didn't know.  My mom thinks it was Mrs. Meyers, the owner of the house.  But I don't know.  This happened in 1982.  This story is true.
 

By: cryz13@yahoo.com

I always thought that there was something out there but I never have been completely sure. When I was younger we lived on a farm. We built our house and no it was not built on a Indian burial ground or anything crazy like that but for some reason I would always feel strange in certain parts of the house. This could be due to my vivid imagination so I would just chalk them up too watching too many scary movies. One night when I was almost asleep I suddenly opened my eye and standing right in front of me way a man. I knew it was a man because of the outline. It was so real that I though that my dad had come into my room to tell me good night, so I called out and said Dad but he didn t answer me I sat up and rubbed my eyes and looked again and it was still there. It was like a shadow but it was solid like someone was standing over me. I said again Dad and still nothing after I called out the second time it just disappeared. I am not sure what it was but it was real enough for me to call out to it.
If anyone has anything that they would like to ask me or say its ok to post my email address. Thanks for your time

Not Dreaming

By:ian@avrilconroy.freeserve.co.uk

When i was, i was lying in bed one night when i woke up. I opened my eyes and saw flashing lights bouncing around my room. i sat up to look out of the window and my room shook. a black figure came out of the wall and walked over to my bed. It was small and it looked like it had a pointed hat on. I lied down and closed my eyes. I pulled the cover over my head and pretended i was asleep. When i opened my eyes again it was gone. I screamed as loud as could and my mum came running through. She told me i was just dreaming and stayed with me untill i fell asleep. I went to school the next day and my best friend, jenny, had exactley the same experience. we both knew we weren't dreaming but no-one else believed us. We don't usually like to talk about it because we are afraid it will come back!!!
 

By: budbeer26@budweiser.com

4 summers ago my family and i visited oahu, hawaii. we passed by the court, i could feel something, it didnt feel bad, but it was a pleasing sensation that made me smile. the next day we walked pass the court again. i again felt something, which was also pleasing. i looked out to the stairway of the court. There was a woman, not too old, walking slowly down the stairs. she was looking out to the countryside. she was a large woman and looked like a native. she was dressed in a long old-fasion dress. she held a fan in one had and was fanning herself. her expression was very sad and hopeless. she noticed me and smiled, waving. i waved back at her and also smiled. my mom tured to me and asked who i was waving at. i didnt answer and continued walking. she watched me for a few more seconds then continued observing the country side. last year i was searcing the internet about bostons history. a topic showed up about the boston missionaries who arrived in hawaii. the topic continued onto the story of how hawaii was obtained my america. they spoke of the last queen, Liliuokalani, whose home was taken by force. i wanted to learn more. i found a page on her wich included her picture. shocked the woman in the picture was the same woman i met by the court. she had been dead for years. she must have been observing her home for the final time. her story is prety sad, but i will never forget her smile and the amazing feeling i gotin her presance.
 

By: PRCRUFIO101@aol.com

I have only lived in this house for about a year and I have never really felt that anything was going on. My brother and grandma are both convinced that they have seen and felt something that they coudl not explain. My brother for example says that one night he woke up and saw a child in the corner of his room that looked at him a disappered. I attributed this to the fact that he had just worken up and his eyes were playing tricks on him. My grandma for example says that one day she was sitting upstairs at the kitchen table and says that she saw someone run past the hall. I of course attributed this sighting to the fact that my grandma being old was just crazy! (JK) Well the other night I came home at about two or three in the morning and was walking down to my room. My room is located in the basement. As I walk down into my room I turn on the hall lights so I can see where I am going. When I got down to the last hall of my house that goes into my bedroom and went to turn on the light I found that the hall light had been burnt out. I started to walk down the stairs and as I was doing this my eyes adjusted to the dark then when I got to the bottom of the stairs it got dark all the sudden to where I could not see anything at all. I stumble thru the dark into my room... It was like there was someone standing there. I dont know what it was, but I know im not crazy
Thats my story.

Knock , Knock

By: pixichik13@yahoo.com

Over the summer  i was an R.A. at my University, now living in the big city of Chicago there is quite a bit of history, people even speak of hauntings going arond the city.  As for me i am a firm believer in Jesus, and a great big skeptic when it comes to ghosts.  But after this summer i am not sure anymore.  I had my own room and i was in charge of a floor of about 60 girls, i have no problem being alone i rather enjoy it until this summer. it all started about 3 weeks into the summer, I was sleeping and i heard knocking being an R.A. you are on duty all hours just incase someone is locked out of thier rooms, so i opened the door, no one at all was there.  So i went back to sleep, not thinking of anything. But as time passed this began to happen at least three times a week or more, i did n't want ot tell anyone because i thought they might think that i was crazy.  But one night my boyfriend was over and he heard the door open and he looked up just as the door swung open , the strange thing was that the door was locked from the inside and there was no breeze, we also witnessed knocking and no one being there either.  At least i knew i wasn't crazy but it was getting increasingly hard to sleep at night because i never knew when i was going to hear footsteps or knocking.  I started to ask questions about who had lived in my room, i found out that someone had died in my room form a heroin overdose over Christmas break and that they had found him three days later, he had been clean for a year so he had a tragic relapse.  Well after i heard this i was really freaked out but it was getting really close to the end of the summer and things had been real calm for about 2 weeks.  The last week before vaction ended i was doing my rounds most of the residents had moved out, i made one ast sweep and looked down the hal it was pitch black except for the exit sign, so i decided to turn in. less than 5 minutes i heard knocking i opened i looked out of the room, and saw no one but what i did seewas far worse.  the very last room in the hallway had eerie light streaming out of it, i walked down to it it was locked from the inside the windows were open and the blinds were banging loudly from the window, three things that make this worse is that no one had been living in the room for two months, i checked them out my self, there was no breeze and the door had been closed andlocked 5 minutes prior, even worse i am the only one who had a key to the room how did it open and have the light on? i do not know all i know is that i called my boyfriend and made him pick me up immediately, i do not know what it was but i know its gone from my life and i thank God for that but i 'm not sure about   the people who live the now.
 

By: parkroge@cableone.net

I was about five years old, when my parents and I moved into a house in a small town, called Soda Springs Idaho. The owners told us that a few years before they moved in, two guys had killed themselves in the living room. But my parents thought nothing of it and we were settled their within a few months.
Now this may be a long story, because we had quite a few inccidents that happened. I dont know exactly what order they happened in though (in saying i was only five and my parents told me most of the stuff that happened)
Some of the storys my parents told me was that pictures would suddenly fall off the wall, although it was impossible for them to, because the nail would still be diagnally upward, the only way for it to come off was by lifting it up and dropping it......that happened a number of times. They also told me that one night while i was asleep, The VCR started. It was a very old VCR and no remote to it, the only way to turn it on would be to go up toit and push play. My parents began to get scared. The most horrifying one, to me, is my mom told me she sat me on the counter to tie my shoe, no one was in the house but her and I, i looked in the living room and pointed over by the dorrway and asked "who's that man?" my mom said she looked into the living room and there was no one there, so she asked me "what man", and I said "That man" and continued to point at the doorway. So she quickly tied my shoe, picked me up, and ran out the back door.
The encounters that I actually remember were, it was Chirstmad eve, it had been about 3 weeks after we had put up our Christmas tree. We all went to bed, when we heard a crach out in the living room. (by that time i had, had a new baby sister) she started crying, and I opened my bedroom door, to see my parents run out of the bedroom (there bedroom was directly across the hall from mine) my dad ran out to the living room to se what the noise was and my mom came in the room to comfort my sister. I just went back to bed. On christmas morning, when i woke up  i found out what the loud crash was. Our Christmas tree had been tipped over (or pushed) but my parents couldnt think of why, in saying it had been up for three weeks and nothin had happened.
Another night my closest cousin stayed the night. He slept in the living room. When he woke me up. He ran into my room screaming. This scared me so i began screaming and my mom rushed in. He told her that he had, had a dream of tow men killing themselves, turning into wolves and killing him. This scared my mom and she wouldnt let anyone go in the living room for the rest of the night.
Another night was when i was sick and i was threw up in my bed so my mom put me out on the couch. I had almost the exact same dream my cousin had. I dreamed about a man swearing to kill himself if the other man didnt give him what he wanted. but then i remember my mom waking me up.
The last wncounter I had was right before we decided to move out. I was sitting in my room( I think I was like playing with my barbies or dolls or something) When i suddenly leaned forward, for some reason I looked above me, (I was right beneath my dresser) I had a HUGE bucket of crayons that weighed up to five pounds in the very center of the dresser, I saw it slide sideways to the edge of the dresser and the fall off right behind me.
We moved out a few months after that to Lewiston Idaho. Nothing happened, until we move to a differet house, a small duplex. My little sister began sleep walking. One night my mom told us she went to give my little sister a goodnight kiss when she suddenly sat up screaming and pointing at the door, my mom kept looking toward the door, but nothing was there. So she shook my little sister awake.
My little sister only slept walked a few times after that. Then just a few months ago, my parents bought a house. It seemed as if wierd stuff began happening to me, after my friend stayed the night. She went in my room to change into her pajamas and ran out a few seconds later, she said she had heard whispering in my bathroom (My room is attatched to the bathroom which is attatched to the kitchen, by the backdoor, so when you open that backdoor, my bathroom is right next to it then the kitchen on the other side and in the very fromt a staircase going down) So, we wated awhile before we went in my room again.
Then just about a week ago, I was doing my makeup in my bthroom, I left all the doors in my bedroom and bathroom open, when I heard my bedroom door slam shut. I thought maybie i was just hearing things, because no one was awake but me. So i went in my room and the door was actually shut. Then I heard my bathroom door slam shut then running down the stairs, i thought maybie it was my little sister playing a joke, but when i went in her room she was asleep, then i went in the basement and no one was there.
So i dont know, my friend and I thinks that the ghosts from our first house have been following my family around, but who knows.

I was Locked in the Closet with a GHost

By: Anonymous
 

    It was just last night. My older sister (about 3 and a half years older) had a friend over. We were in my bedroom talking (we have only lived in this house for a few months). When they grabbed me and locked me in the closet,(Its a double door closet and they used ropes to tie the two doors togethar, so i could barely open it a crack) just playing around. They told me i couldnt come out, unitl I sang a song. So, I began singing, they ran out of the room and came back in a few seconds later, and began tape recording me. I pushed open the door as far as i could and began telling them to knock it off, they only continued to record me. I got mad and started banging on the door to let me out but they wouldn't. Then my sister stopped laughing an her eyes got really big. She looked scared. She kept glancing from the video tape to me, and then above my head. Then she yelled for me to quickly get out of the closet because someone or something was behind me. I began banging on the door and began screaming and crying. My sister dropped the video camera and ran over to the ropes tied around the doors. The closet got very cold and this scared me more, so i kicked at the door, but it wouldn't open. It seemed as if it took her a LONG time to get the ropes off the door and open it so i could get out. I couldnt stop crying. Now I'm afraid to go into my room. Last night i slept on the couch. The video camera is still lying on the floor and no one dares to look at it, because no one wants to go in my room and get it.

Haven"t seen Him again

By: PAULACHOPPER2@aol.com

I just sold my home but it was not because of our ghost. My husband woke up in the middle of the night and saw a man standing at the foot of our bed he closed his eyes and opened them again and he was still there. He turned and looked at my husband and disappeared. He told me about it that morning and I believed  him because he does not tell tales. As the weeks went by I and other house hold members kept smelling this odor of  a man, s underarm pit. It was really bad, it would come and go. I told my neighbor about this. The ghost had black jeans and a black and red plaid shirt on and a black cowboy style hat on. And I told her about the odor. She told me a man named Bill had lived and died there and that was what he wore everyday and that he only bathed once a week. When we moved in there was blood all over the bedroom wall. Me and four other people cleaned it off each time it would come back. So my husband took the wall down. one night he was in the shower and the lights was turning off and on. Well, he asked me to stay in there with him so I went and got my gown and walked in the bathroom as soon as I entered the light switch was moving up and down turning the light off and on and then it stopped.one night I was laying on my bed writing a letter and I felt a hand rub across my hair. Needless to say it scared me. then one day I just finished vacuuming and out of nowhere a gold coin appeared right where I just vacuumed. It never did anything bad until a friend moved in with me, She was walking down the hall and her hand split wide open well she moved out. That was the only bad thing that he did. long story short we sold our house and haven't seen or heard from him again.

Grandmother's ghost

By: sue-allyson-doggies@msn.com
 
Hello Shadowlands. My daughter has apparently sent you many stories (she says they're all called Gabby now) that I am afraid are very true. She also reminded me of an experience that I have had and here goes:
I was only a little girl, no more than seven. My grandmother had died recently. Me and my six other sisters were getting ready to go to bed, when we heard this knocking from upstairs. We all were downstairs, even my mother. No one, absolutely no one was upstairs. My mother went upstairs with a bat, just in case it might be a robber. When she came back down, her face was pale and she had left the bat upstairs in fright. She told us no one was there, but the knocking continued. Also please note we had no mice, we had set traps all over the house, and yet the knocking was from the floor, nothing was there. When the knocking finally stopped, the rocking chair was rocking by itself. We got out of the house and stayed in my mother's friend's house for a week. When we went back, the knocking started again, and for the last time when it stopped, the rocking chair was rocking and we heard singing. My grandmother used to sing the same way.  The next day was the last day of the "haunting" as when my mother left to get groceries, she turned and walked toward her car, and when she was about four feet away from the car, she screamed and told us she saw her mother. Later she told us that when she screamed it was of shock. She says in her heart she was saying goodbye to her mother. And since my mother saw my grandmother, nothing has happened. Thanks for your time!

By: mediocre_muse@hotmail.com

You have some haunted sites listed on your web page on Grande Prairie,
Alberta, Canada. There is one about an old theatre. I was wondering if you
were talking about the Gaiety theatre downtown GP because that theatre has
been turned into a youth centre and an old man has been living above it for
years. I have spent much of my time there and i have seen nothing nor gotten
any vibes from it what so ever. Perhaps the spirits have left.
I also have a couple of other haunted sites for you to add if you want.
First there is the old Wedgwood flu victim cemetery. It is in a secluded
area and the graves you will find up a hill and in the trees. All of which
are wooden crosses. No names, no way of identifying them. It's not what's in
the ground that makes it haunted though. A few years back it is said that
there were rituals that went on there at night. A very good friend and I
went there one day to find a brown paper bag on the ground by a tree.
Naturally we looked inside but to find a dead mutilated cat. I did not set
foot in the cemetery for months maybe a year after that. I was enticed to
again not too long ago. Of course it was night and raining to set the mood
all the better. I returned to the site of the tree to find strange marks
burned into the bark of the tree. I turned around to tell a companion about
my findings only to face the tree again to see they were gone.
Second there is a train bridge in the park that goes above the river. I use
to go jogging every once and a while and i would pass under it. I have
always had an uneasy feeling about it. My feelings were confirmed one day
when I had decided to take pictures of the bridge. It was winter and the
days were getting much shorter. The time was only about 5:30pm. As I got
closer and closer to the bridge I felt more and more like someone was there
watching me. I took a few pictures as the sun set between its beams. To the
right of me I heard a sound that resembles keys jingling. I automatically
looked to my right. To see nothing and the sound to stop. I looked back into
the lens of my camera only to hear the sound again. I did the same as before
and the sound stopped as before. I yelled "hello" no answer. I yelled again
and heard the crunch of show beneath someone's feat and the jingling again.
Then I heard a knocking against the beams of the bridge. This is when i
decided it best to leave. Last year a homeless person died under one of the
bridges in the park it is not said which one though. I captured nothing on
my camera and I only have my story to tell. Although I plan to conduct a
further investigation.
Thank you for listening. Please pardon any spelling mistakes.
 

By: litz34@yahoo.com

Hi my name is Litsa I live in Australia.
In  mid july 2002 my neighbour came over to my house and he brought along a few beers to drink. I was getting my work clothes ready for the next day. My heater's thermostat was not working well so my place was like a hot house. I had to keep all bedroom doors open so the heat can circulate. About 7.30 pm i felt chills up my spine and had a feeling someone else was in my house that was not normal. My next door neighbour got up to go too the toilet. When he had finished washing his hands I shouted out .F**kin , what is happening your house is freezing? I seen him he was white as... I said to him Rob i think someone died that i know.. I feel death, he replied I will be dead if house dont warm up.
Geez Litsa I feel that something is here... I ran and got my holy water from kitchen, lit up a holy insence what they use in church and i started praying. My house started to warm up. Rob felt a little better, then he went home.I slept after that cause i had an early start.
When i got to work, a few ladies that i know for many years came up to me with sad faces. They asked me if i knew? I asked know what? They told me my ex motherinlaw died last night in hospital after 7.00 pm. Then I put 2 and 2 together and i felt at ease. She had not ask for forgiveness, she made me go through living hell, when she was alive.
If i knew she was that ill i would of gone to hospital to see her. But too late but she came to see me after in spirit.... Didn't feel good at all.
 

By: lillypad2@iwvisp.com

one time in washington, we were looking at an old vacant house in which was about 100 years old. once my parents followed the realiter up the stairs, they both at the same time felt someone try to push them backwards, they almost fell. needless to say, we didnt buy it nor stay long after that inccident.

Children in the Street

By: lynatron@shoal.net.au

I have submitted a story before, but as I was skimming through some stories on your website I came across one that reminded me of an incident that I had pushed to the back of my mind.
2 years ago (when I was 14), my mum, brother and I had been in our new house for just a few weeks. One night I awoke from a deep sleep at about 3am to the sound of children laughing and playing in the street. At first I put it down to me just being half asleep, so I listened for a little while longer. The sounds contiued. They were the kind of sounds that seem so distant, yet so close, if that makes any sense. They were the eerie kind of childs laughter that you hear in horror movies. By this time I was very awake and very freaked out. The sounds paused for a moment but then started again, louder, as if they were getting closer. I couldn't stand it any longer, I ran out to my mum who was asleep in the loungeroom in front of the TV (she is a night person) and told her what happened. I was so distressed that I started crying. Mum went onto the front porch to see if anyone was out there playing (which was pretty impossible considering it was nearly 3:30am on a school night) and came back in telling me what I really already knew- noone was out there. my mum is not the kind of person to tell me that I was dreaming or that it was my imagination, so she simply gave me a hug and escorted me back to bed and stayed with me for awhile. I eventually went to sleep. Maybe I was just stressed from the move or something but I'm sure that i have heared children playing and laughing in the street at around the same time twice since then, and they never fail to unnerve me and send me out to my mother.

I Live Alone I think

By: shane@innismaggiore.com

This happened to me last night 11-7-03. I went to bed around 11pm like
normal. And like normal I shut off all the lights locked all the doors and
unplugged the Christmas tree. Around 5am I woke up to go to the bathroom
before coming back to bed I went to the kitchen to get a granola bar. I took
it back to bed with me and ate it while I was sitting up in bed. I was
finished so I leaned over to throw away the wrapper and I saw a real quick
flash of light throughout my room. It was as if someone had flashed a
flashlight or something through my window. So I got up and walked around and
looked out the windows but no one was to be found. So I fell back asleep
until about a half hour later I was awaken to the same thing. By this time I
was really scared so I just laid in bed awake starring into the dark house
out my glass french bedroom doors. This is the crazy part. My Christmas tree
is right on the other side of my glass bedroom doors so it is about 2 or 3
feet infront of me. So I laid in bed and starred at a dark Christmas tree
until I fell asleep. My alarm went off this morning about 7:15 like normal
so I rolled over and stared out my bedroom door for a minute until I could
get awake enough to get up. I was laying there looking at my lit Christmas
tree think how nice it was when it hit me! Why was my tree on? I jumped up
and ran out of my room and unplugged it. I know maybe I left it on or maybe
I was sleep walking or maybe the flashing lights were just a passing car.
But if I was awake enough to eat a granola bar and lay in bed and see a dark
tree then someone turned that tree on and It wasn't me and it wasn't my cats
and I live alone. At least I think.

Some of my Experiences

By: pjw8802@yahoo.com

I'm 15 years old and I live in the Philippines.My family moved to the Philippines from the U.S almost 6 years ago and it wasn't till I was in the 4th grade when I saw my first ghost it was overnight camping at school (girl scouts). It was about 11 or maybe past 11 when our troop leader told us to sleep,our troop leader slept beside me...We slept in the grade 4 classroom..yes,it is my room during school days.in our room there's a corner with broken widows which lead to  the Home Economics room, I had this freaky feeling that someone was there and to my surprise there was somebody.the ghost was a "she",
in the Philippines there different kinds of ghost white lady,black lady, red lady,etc.That night I encountered a black lady.I did kinda bother me but I thought that was it,the next morning we had to get up at 2:30 to do exercise at the local basketball court.When we got there everybody was doing stretches except me, i was looking around it was a bit foggy and while looking I saw a lady in white in the back of my mind i was saying "damn,whats wrong with me" then I noticed she was floating I said some bad words which I could only cause it really scared me,I couldn't forget that. after 2 years I thought it was over ,nope guess not.In 1st year high school I joined the GSP again hoping to get a good experience,I did but then I had another encounter with ghosts... Everybody talked going ghost hunting,there were only four 1st years who joined and we were all classmates.The seniors asked if we'd join we said yes.So everybody did what they had to before we started.A one of the 2nd years asked if we'd join her to make a call first,we joined her. the phone booth was near our room so me and my other friend checked it out I looked up to the second floor at on of the window.I cant remember what room number it is one thing i could remember was that our section took our exams there (quarterly& monthly exams) the window i was looking at had lady looking down at me I remember telling my friend "Cathy,can you see her?" she asked who her? and where was she.because i must've scared her she told me she could and later admitted she could not see a thing.Then the ghost hunting began..Did I tell you I am currently attending a private catholic school which sits right beside the church...GOSH! we walked by the high school library and I noticed someone reading a book  i told my friend "what in gods name is that man doing,reading at this time at night'' she told me "lucky you,you see a man and a book I see a book turning its pages by itself".We went up stairs,I was tired of thinking of what I saw so me and my classmates looked while the seniors started to giggle and scream we went toward the room where I saw the lady and I was freakin cold wind was blowing so hard my was all over my face... sadly the seniors got scared and asked us to come back,there was something weird only that part of the second floor was that cold and windy.Well on Monday morning I did my own research about the school,I asked my  classmates who attend elementary there and told me that had a past.some say it became a base for the Japanese who were based in the province some say it became a hospital during the war. Now it doesn't bother me anymore cause my classmates told me I wasn't the only one and I know why the school is so haunted.maybe its okay to see what other people dont...

Little Pink house

By:  jggrasl@btigate.com

Every summer I go spend some time with my brother. My sister-in-law has nieces and nephews my age so I spend some time with them to. We usually stay out at their farm, but this year we decided to stay at my sister-in-laws mom's house(their grandma)they have a very big house its two stories tall but very wide lots of rooms to hide in for hide and seek. while we were playing the game I hid in one of the back bed rooms in the closet. I heard footsteps and assumed that it was the person who was the seeker so I was really ouit. but the air in the room got really cold.
All the hairs on my neck stood straight up .And I could have sworn that you could have seen my breath I shook it off because I wasn’t about to  start believing in the ghost stories that I’ve heard about how cold a room gets when a spirit is present. But then I heard a faint voice I couldn’t make out what it was saying and as it got closer I could tell that it wasn’t the voice of any of the other kids in the house, all of the sudden it stopped, and all admit by this time I was scared. Every thing was real quit except for my heavy breathing for just a few seconds then the closet door flew open and their was no one their it literally scared the Hell out of me and I ran for the up stairs.
     I figured it was best I didn't say any thing so I didn't scary any one else because that was one of the rooms we had to stay in. later when we went to bed I insisted we sleep with the lite on (I said it was so I could find my way to the bathroom, but we know the real reason I had the light on for). I had trouble falling asleep but I finally did I awoke in the middle of the night to find that it was really cold again I started to get out of bed when the light went out I was scared out of my mind I couldn’t move, then the door flew open. and with very little hesitation I ran to the living room and slept there for the rest of the night.
      in the morning at breakfast I told every one what happened and they all laughed at me except for my sister-in-law's mom she old me that the same stuff happened to her. we looked into it and we found out that the original house wasn’t as big their were two separate houses the big house and a little pink house. It belonged to a family who lived in the big house and their grandma lived in the little house where she died shortly after her death the tore the little house down and connected the basements together to make one big house. And we discovered something else the old lady loved people with blond hair, me and my sister-in-laws mom are blonds. shortly after one of  her grandchildren died their hair blond they got a visit from the little old lady from the pink house. before we were the only ones she bothered.
 

By: NietoFamily@msn.com

I USE TO LIVE ON HAWTHORNE HERE IN SALEM OREGON,
MY APARTMENT HERE IS HAUNTED BUT BY A FRIENDLY GHOST THE LAST WAS FULLOF TRICKS AND I HAVE SO MANY WITNESESS FOR THIS. WHEN I FIRST MOVED IN IT WAS ALWAYS COLD NO MATTER HOW MUCH HEAT YOU PUT IN IT, IT WAS ALWAYS COLD I DID NOT THINK MUCH ABOUT IT BECAUSE IT WAS A TOWN HOUSE BIG WITH NO CARPET SO I FIGURE THATS WHY. WHEN YOU GO TO THE BATHROOM YOU FEEL LIKE YOU ARE BEING WATCHED, THAT PLACE IS SO SCARY I HAD TO MOVE OUT. I FEEL SORRY FOR WHO EVER LIVES THERE NOW OH NO MY STORY DOES NOT END OH NO, WELL YOU CAN HEAR DOORS SHUTTING, AND WHEN YOU ARE DOWN STAIRS YOU CAN HEAR SOME ONE WALKING IN FACT ONE TIME WHILE PREGNATE I LIVED ALON UNTIL I GOT SCARED AND NEEDED A ROOM MATE, MY BOY FRIEND AT THE TIME WAS WORKING AND NOT LIVING WITH ME SO I WAS ALONE ALOT WITH MY OLDEST SON, WELL I WENT OUT TO DO AN ERRON AND WHEN I CAME BACK I UNLOCKED MY DOORS AND I ALWAYS LOCK MY DOORS THERES ONE OTHER WAY TO GET IN BUT THAT IS NEVER OPENED. SO WHEN I SAT DOWN I HERD THE WATER RUNNING UP STAIRS THEN IT STOPED AND STARTED TO DRIP, I THOUGHT THIS WAS WERID CAUSE I NEVER USE THE BATHROOM UPSTAIRS OR GO UP THEIR ONLY TO CHANGE CLOTHING AND TO FIND MY STUFF I USED THE ONE DOWN STAIRS, SO THEN AFTER I HEAR THE WATER DRIPPING I HEAR SOME ONE WALKING, I FREAK OUT AND CALL A NIEGHBOR ACROSS THE STREET AND I TELL HER BUT SHE SAYS CALL THE POLICE SO I DO AND 6 OF THEM COME OUT AND I RUN OUT OF MY HOUSE AND THEY SAID THEY HERD RUNNING BUT THEY ARE NOT FOR SURE IF IT WAS NEXT DOOR OR NOT AND THEY SAY IT COULD BE FROM THEM THE NOISE I HEAR BUT I KNOW IT WASN'T CAUSE THEN SHORTLY LATER I ASK MY BOYFRIEND WHO NOW IS MY HUSBAND HE WENT TO BED EARLY ONE NIGHT AND WAS UPSTAIRS ALL ALONE AND HE CAME RUNNING DOWN STAIRS SAYING LETS GO TO YOUR MOMS HOUSE I SAID WHY HE SAID A LITTLE GIRL CAME OUT OF THE WALL AND WAS TRYING TO GET MY FEET AND THEM A OLDER LADY IN WHITE WITH AN ANGRY FACE CAME TO GET THE LITTLE GIRL HE TRIED TO SCREAM BUT HE COULDN'T HE SAID, THEN LATER MY DAUGHTER WAS BORN AND I WAS TO WEAK TO KEEP CARRYING THE MATRESS FROM UPSTAIRS TO DOWN SO I SLEPT UP THEIR FOR THE FIRST TIME SINCE I MOVED IN AND THAT NIGHT MY GILR DID NOT SLEEP I THOUGHT IT WAS CAUSE SHE WAS A NEW BORN, WELL I SLEPT UP THERE A COUPLE NIGHT MORE ADN THEN I COULD NOT SLEEP SO I WENT DOWN STAIRS WITH THE BABY AND SLEPT ON THE SOFA WELL AS SOON AS I GOT HER DOWN STAIRS SHE WAS NON FUSSY THEN I PUT HER IN HER CAR SEAT AND SHE FELL ALSEEP JUST LIKE THAT SO I KNEW SHE FELT THE PRESENCE, CAUS E SHE FUSSED WHEN EVER WE WOULD GO UP STAIRS, SO LATER MY BEST FRIEND MOVES IN AND SHE HEARS ALL WHAT I HEAR AND WE HAVE FRIEND WHO STAY AND THEY HEAR IT AS WELL BUT ONLY WHEN THE HOUSE IS QUITE AND IN THE KITCHEN THINGS JUST DISAPPEAR ALL THE TIME, THE FOOD FALLS OF THE COUNTERS BUT YOU SEE THEY DO IT TO WHERE YOU WOULD NOT THINK NOTHING LIKE ALLTHOSE THINGS COULD HAVE A REASON SIMPLE ANSWER BUT OTHERS LIKE THE SEEING THE LITTLE GIRL THAT WAS ALL REAL AND THE NOISE THE WALKING, WOWOW I WOUNDER IF THE PEOLE LIVING THERE TODAY ARE HAVING THE SAME PROBLEMS SOMETIMES I WANT TO GO THEIR AND ASK BUT WHAT FOR, I JUST WANT TO HIDE FROM THAT HOUSE. AND THIS ONE WELL IM DOING RESEARCH ON IT AS WE SPEAK BUT DORRS SLAM IN OUR FACES ONLY ONCE OUR LIGHTS BURN OUT FAST OUR BABY WILLNOT GO DOWN THE HALL WAY AND MY LITTLE GIRL IS ALWAYS SAYING MOMMY THE BABY WANTS ME AND SHE IS NOT POINTING TO OUR 1 YEAR OLD AND SHE SAYS MOM NO TURN OFF LIGHT MOM THE BOGGY MAN AND SHES 3 YRS OLD NOW AND SHE WAKES UP FREAKING OUT ALL MOST EVERY OTHER NIGHT AND AS WELL AS OUR GUEST THEY HAVE THEIR OWN STORY ABOUT THIS PLACE .

WELL I FEEL LIKE I HAVE TOLD YOU ENOUGH AND YOUR PROBABLY TIRED OF READING THIS IF YOUEVER WANT TO HEAR MORE OYUR CHECK OUT MY STORY WRITE BACK I CAN GIVE YOU ALL THE WITNESSES YOU WANT .
 
 

By: jd9000t@hotmail.com

WHILE STAYING AT THE HOTEL COLORADO IN FEB. OF 2001 MY WIFE AND I EXPERIENCED COLD SPOTS IN THE HALLWAY OF THE 3RD FLOOR ON EAST WING. THE ROOM THAT WE HAD EXPERIENCED MANY PROBLEMS WITH THE PLUMBING, ETC. BUT THE MOST EVIDENT THING WAS THE PIPES THAT ARE USED FOR THE OLD STEAM RADIATORS IN THE ROOMS BEGAN CLANGING LOUDLY ABOUT MIDNIGHT. THE FORCE OF THE CLANGING WAS ENOUGH TO JAR LOOSE THE PLASTER ON THE CEILING, THIS WENT ON ALL NIGHT, BUT AT FIRST LIGHT OF MORNING, THE CLANGING INSTANTLY STOPPED.

ALSO SAW MYSTERIOUS LIGHT, LIKE SOMEONE WATCHING TV, THROUGH THE TRANSOM OVER THE DOOR IN THE ADJOINING ROOM. THE DOOR WAS SLIGHTLY OPEN AND A DO NOT DISTURB SIGN ON THE KNOB. THE DOOR HAD NO ROOM NUMBER. ASKED AT THE FRONT DESK ABOUT IT,THE ROOM WAS USED FOR STORAGE.
 

By: terrymurray114@msn.com

Hi, I am not sure if I am sending this right, I sure hope so.  The following are the things that have been going on in the condo that my fiancé and I rent.  At first it was just little things like cold spots in rooms and smells, however it became more.  I firstly have to say this, well whatever it is, does not scare either me or my fiancé.  One night when we had just went to bed we could here noises downstairs, the noise got louder and louder until we realized it was our stereo and the volume increased to its max when no one was touching it.  We do have a pet cat but it was upstairs with us.  Another night I was home on my own and I was making homemade chicken noodle soup, the pot was on the stove boiling and I fell asleep on the couch.  I woke up and darted for the kitchen, when I got there the liquid had boiled down a lot, but the burner was shut off and I did not do it.
    My parents were up visiting and we were in the living room chatting and we heard cupboard doors slamming in the kitchen, I thought my fiancé had got home from work and was upset or something, I ran into the kitchen and there was no one there and the door was locked.
    We were watching TV on a Sunday afternoon and something caught our attention in the corner of the room.  It was one of my candles and it just lit!  The wax in the container was not melted so I knew I had not left it burning on another night and forgot to blow it out, not that it would last days anyway.
    I was spring cleaning and washing walls in one of our spare bedrooms, there were all of these little finger prints around the lower part of the walls and the word "cry" was scratched in the wall (and still is).
    I was in the shower and I thought I heard something and when I turned around one of my shampoo bottles was sliding down the wall and settled on the ledge of the tub.  Believe me that was a quick wash.
    I was home alone and in bed reading, I could hear a noise from downstairs in the kitchen area, it sounded like the closet door was sliding open and closed real quick, I could hear the hangers hitting each, there was also the noise as if one of the kitchen chairs was sliding back and forth and making noise on the linoleum.  I got up to check but when I would get as far as the landing it would stop and then when I got back to bed it would start again, it was a long night.
    The most recent was when I was getting ready for work in the morning and I actually saw someone walk down the hall past the washroom into the living room, it was in the reflection in the mirror, I looked into the living room, and not surprised found it empty.  Who ever it was it was hard to tell, it was a cloudy looking shape that was a little taller then me and it just walked by, I say "walked" because I do not know how else to explain it.  My newest cat (I have 2), was on his way down the stairs at the