It was in the mid-summer of 99. One sun. morn. I was on the computer
thought I heard a gun shot. I looked out the window but didn't see anything.
A few hours later the police and an ambulance arrived at my neighbors house
across the street. All the neighbors were gathered in front of my house so I
went outside to find out what happened and was told that the man across the
street from me was found with a bullet in his head. To this day no one knows
whether he committed suicide or was murdered. The night of the day he was
laid to rest strange things started happening in my home. I would wake up to
find my livingroom light on, one night I was standing in my kitchen when it
came on. This went on untill one night I got angry and yelled at it to stop
and it did, but then I'd wake up and my computer monitor would be on and
this still happens. Also I have a cell phone which I turn off each night to
charge,I wake in the mornings and it would also be on. Just recently I had
the charger sitting right in front of me and I turned the phone off and set
it in the cradle, it came right back on. I repeated this three or four times
in a row and each time it came back on. I finally told it to stop it and it
I have no practical proof of this, but...... my white 2 year old
cat disappeared, and my husband said he thought he seen it up on a road
close to our house, dead in the road of course... well now we see the (ghost)
of our white cat everyday at dinner time. We have an all black cat,
and when he goes to our laundry room at feeding time at night, we see the
white cat walking back and forth in front of the laundry room door, as
if he is waiting his turn to go in and eat dinner. We thought for
the longest time that it was just (our) imagination, but we now have a
roommate that says he also can see the cat, and
lots of times you'll be sitting here in our house and see a white shadow out of the corner of your eye, and I have had the sensation of a cat jumping up on my bed at night also....Anyway... Just something kinda creepy I thought I would share. I
really enjoyed the site
I would like to tell you of the ghost of Mary Buth. I lived in Germantown
Wisconsin from age 9 to 16. I had two older brothers who used to enjoy
nothing more than to see me curl up in the floor board of the car.First
of let me tell you I was on none believer, Yet a scardey cat! One night
my brothers and some of there friends decided to go to this old house.
Known very well as Mary Buth. Located on a road called Lovers lane.I was
not aware of the story at this time. That night there were many of us so
we had to take several cars. I was placed in a car with 3 guys. When we
turned onto the road the house was on. You could see the police tape all
over the trees and the drive way was blockaded. There was a field
next to the house that went back to a thick tree line. I was already scared
and thought this was stupid. So I was rushing them to do what they came
to do and to go home. The mocho football player type guys wanted to into
the house. I didn't so all the guys went into the but one guy stayed with
me in the car. We drove up and down the road incase police would come buy.
When all the sudden the guy driving the car stopped in the middle of the
rode. He seemed to be in a trans of some sort. He was gazing out the window
next to me on the passenger side. When I turned my head to see what he
was looking at. I seen a little white glowing oval shape that was way back
by the tree line. It was moving towards us. Very fast. I was screaming
like a maniac. But the guy was out of it. Finally I did all I knew to do.
I reached my foot over to the gas pedal. He quickly came thru and began
yelling at me for almost killing him. Mean while the guys were still in
the house. I didn't want to go back and get them. So we waited far down
the road. The next thing we knew all the guys were running down the road.
We quickly went a picked them up. They said they never made it into the
house. But while they were trying to enter a woman appeared in the window.
We decided to see if the figure would come back from the woods again. After
sitting there for a long amount of time we decided to leave. We started
the car up. And to our amazment it did appear. But this time it was right
at the car
window looking at us. I have never been so frieghtend in my whole life. I was closest to the window. I quick got into the floor board . Praying god to get us out of there fast. But as I was down in the floor and the guys screaming like girls. I dont think I have ever seen a woman so beautiful or sad before. She had tears on her cheeks and was wearing a long white gown. She glowed like a christmas tree. And to this day. I still dream about that night. I have found out a lot on that haunting. It seams that that night there was 2 ghosts. One on the outside of the house and one on the inside. I never went back to that place. In fact I convinced my parents to move south. I have now been living in Florida for the last 6 years.But it seems she is still with me in some ways!!!
I was about six years old when I first encountered ,my ghost.
I was up late
watching some t.v.shows. At the time my parents were in the military, so we
lived in military housing. Unfortunately I don't remember what base it was.
Anyway, I felt as though someone were watching me, thinking it was my mother
I turned around and called to her....nobody answered. I turned back around
and continued to watch the show. Not ten minutes later I felt the strange
eyes on me again and this time I turned around to face a figuare made of the
shadows itelf and burning red eyes. It moved slightly from the dark in the
kitchen and sort of leaned over mouthing something I couldn't hear. Then it
was gone. Needless to say that was the last time I stayed up late by myself.
Some years later at anthor post , My parents had told me I was too young to
remember , but we were haunted even then. My small black and white color
television set used to turn on and off byself during times when I was
Some years later, I was about eleven and we had moved to a new
base...Howard AFB, Panama. (Which was given back to the Panamains in 98 I
think). It was 11:00 pm and I had just finished unpacking. I grabbed a book
and settled in bed. When I heard this scratching noise coming from my
window...at first I ignored it knowing that Panama has bats and some tend to
nest in the houses. The noise continued two more times, what to see them I
looked out my window to see the same black figure with burning red eyes ,
that I saw years before. Only this time I could hear what it said, "
Johanna" He knew my name , he called my name. Then he walked down the
sidewalk and disappeared in to the shadows. Some years later , I was 17 I
was talking to my aunt about this and she that some people can see angels and
others can see demons. To this I firmlly believe that is what I saw. I have
tales of true hauntings which I'll sumbit at a later date. In the meantime
...what do you think it was I saw all those years ago .
I've been a believer of ghosts since I was about 9 or 10 yr's. old,
when I came across my first encounter with a ghost.I was staying over night
at my aunts house and myself and 3 of my cousin's were sleeping out in
the livingroom on the couch, floor etc., I slept on the floor and for some
reason I woke up, just tossing and turning and noticed a tall man standing
in front of the dining room table, very still, hands at his side, his face
darkened, he worn a dark suit and just watched over us, I laid there scared
stiff and never took my eyes off him then as the light was coming in threw
the big livingroom window with a blink of an eye he was gone. Some time
later at that same home which was an old farm house, I looked out the window
one night while my cousins and i were playing pool and there down in a
field area next to there land was a saucer like object with colored lights
all around, I walked away from the window and never said a word about it
until years later.As an adult later on I had something grab me and
I turned to see nothing there, That was about it ,until I lost
my only brother who died suddenly at the age of 38 yrs. old. My mom , dad,
and myself had phones going dead while were talking to someone, I was waking
up each night at 4:03am and one night I had just turned off the tv at 4am
and turned over to fall asleep when I heard my roommate I thought sneak
in and come to my bedside table to get a cigerette, I lived upstairs at
the time so I waited for my roommate to get a smoke and I then opened my
eyes to see nothing there and yet the floor creaked
and walked towards the side along my bed and it stopped at my head. My brother had passed in the bathroom with water running and my dad, still gets out of nowhere his phone answering machine a message when no one has called he gets a message with only running water, doors open without help, a photo of my brother, just his face is in the bottom of the dish sink thats filled with water and yet its on the bottom, not floating and it did not go down the drain it came to my hand and no one knows how it ended up there. There was so many other things that happened in the first months and now
a year and ahalf later hardly nothing.
My name is Cari and I am a nurse from Pittsburgh PA. I decided
to do some research about ghosts and spirits after some strange things
have been happening at my new house. I have lived here less than
a year and I've had many unexplained things happen here. My email
address is firstname.lastname@example.org. Thank for listening.
A couple of days after moving into my new house, I took my kids to school and when I came home I decided to go back to sleep instead of finishing the unpacking. I had only been lying there for a couple of minutes when I heard someone walking up and down the attic steps. Thinking that my Aunt had come over to help me finish unpacking, I got up to go help her. I called her name but she didn't answer. I went to the attic door but the door was locked from the outside. Not knowing what it was I chalked it up to new house noises.
A few weeks later I was lying on the couch one evening after the kids had gone to bed, watching television when I saw a shadowy figure walk across the kitchen doorway and pass through. I got up to look but there was no one there. A couple of days later my Aunt was watching the kids and told me that she was watching television and saw someone in the kitchen walking around, she thought it was my brother, although she had not heard him come in, and she got up to go talk to him but there was no one there. She didn't mention this to me for about a week after it happened. In the meantime I had been hearing other strange noises like someone walking in the attic, and up and down the hallway. I had never told any one about any of my experiences so far because I was skeptical and sure that there was some other explanation for this.
My Aunt then mentioned to me about her strange experience in the kitchen. I just got chills because I had seen the same thing and that's when I told her about everything else I had experienced. She already believed in ghosts and spirits, but I did not, although I was starting to believe.
Soon after moving in my four year old started having an imaginary friend that she played with in her room. I thought this was sort of out of character for her, but I thought that I may have had to do with the move.
Many other little things started happening but they didn't seem menacing. At Christmas we invited over some people that have lived behind us for 16 years. I didn't tell them what had been happening, because I didn't want them to think I was crazy, but I still wanted to find out some history about the house. They said they think an old woman named Agnes had lived here but she died. They are not sure if she died in the house or in the hospital though. Then after Agnes another couple bought the house but the wife died of cancer very young, like 36 or something. She died in the hospital but she had loved the house very much.
After those people left I started thinking about my daughter and her imaginary friend so I asked her about it. She said her friend was a lady like me. I asked what they did. She said they played in her room. I asked her where she went when they were done playing and she said she flies down the steps. This gave me chills because my daughter is a very serious child and doesn't usually make things like this up. Her friend stopped coming to see her soon after this.
Everything stopped for awhile. Then one morning I went into the living room and turned on the switch for the overhead light but it didn't go on. It was then that I found that someone had turned the light out by the switch on the ceiling fan. My brother had been staying with me and I made a mental note to remind him to turn the light out by the wall switch. Later that evening, I mentioned it to him but he said he hadn't touched it. That's when he asked me why I was moving boxes at 2:30am. I said that I wasn't. He was staying in the basement game and said that he had just gone to bed when he heard someone come in the front door, drop what sounded like boxes on the floor then back out and close the door. Whoever this thing was, it was back.
I started hearing noises again and one night the cat went behind the nightstand, hissed at nothing, then ran out of the room. Another time I felt something sit on the side of my bed while I was trying to sleep, but when I turned over there was nothing there. Another time I was cleaning the kitchen floor and the kitchen was pretty chilly, but when I reached for something on the counter I put my arm through this intense heat. It was just a small area of heat because my arm was could on either side except for the middle where the heat was. Then again after that, there was nothing for awhile.
Then one night I came home from work very late, at midnight, and my Aunt was on the verge of hysterics. All of the lights were on in the house and she was crying. When she calmed down she told me that she had just finished the dishes around 11pm and she went into the living room to sit and watch the news when she saw this bright purple glowing figure peak out from around the dining room wall. It then stretched out it's arms and started floating into the living room toward her. She was paralyzed with fear but managed to run outside. When she came back in the figure was gone. A couple of weeks after that I came home late again and I was talking to her when the light above the sink in the kitchen went out. I turned to ask her if she saw that and the light went back on. I went in and shook the light thinking that maybe the bulb was loose or there was a short but it didn't go out again. After this I went next door to talk to my other neighbors about the happenings. They said that the people who lived there before me described some of the same things I have.
I decided to look on the web for some help, when I was home recently and I heard what sounded like heavy furniture being dragged across the floor upstairs. The cat heard it too because he ran to the steps but wouldn't go up.
This is my strange experiences.
This is a true story about a mysterious ghostly light that
appears on some
railroad tracks that I myself and other people who live here that I know have
also witnessed themselves. It all started when I was in the first grade at my
school that our class went on a field trip to this playground in another
nearby city here and at that time, we rode a train to the station to get to
this playground on our field trip. I remember when it was time for us to go
back home, our teacher rounded up all the kids in my class to get ready so we
would not miss our train back home. We were standing at the station on a
platform and I, my teacher and my class kept seeing from a distance down the
train tracks, a flickering light. This was late in the afternoon and it was a
cloudy day and the light would flicker on and off for awhile then stop only
to continue to flicker again. The teacher thought it must be the light of our
train that was soon to come but this flickering light did not move, it just
stayed in one place on the railroad tracks but it was too far away down the
tracks for us to figure out what it was. This light continued for at least I
would say for about a half an hour and I remember us all standing there
thinking our train was on it's way but the train was late and the mysterious
light that was flickering stopped way before our train arrived. I told my
brother about it and he was not a bit surprised because he himself had
witnessed this flickering light at this same train station and some of his
friends. One of his friends was skeptical about it and they decided to drive
out there to this now old train station and they parked near the train tracks
and waited for awhile and sure enough, they both saw this strange flickering
light that night and his friend became a believer but they couldn't
understand what this was. We found out later as years went by that other
people who had witnessed this light said that a long time ago, a man was out
walking with a lantern one night by the railroad tracks and it was very dark
out there in the country with all the trees and when the man was walking with
his lantern in his hand, tragically, he was accidently hit by a train and
killed. I have heard different versions to this story and the ghostly lantern
light that we saw that time is supposed to be the light of the man's lantern
he was carrying on that tragic night he was hit by a train. I am 36 now and I
don't know if this old train station is still there but perhaps the railroad
tracks where this ghostly light appears is still there. I still remember that
strange flickering light to this day. I also recall that the light was white
and it would get bigger and then smaller as it would flicker. Some say it is
the spirit of the man who was hit by the train and some say it is the ghostly
light of his lantern.
By: Pastor's Wife
We have ministered in a tiny church for almost 13 years. The church
parsonage is on the church grounds. Unseen people chat in the halls and
sounds of moving/falling boxes are heard in the church.
There is a white t-shirted man who walks by our den windows outside and
sometimes, but not always, makes it to the sliding glass back door. Visitors
will say, "You have more company", but we know it's just 'the man'. (Day or
When our teenage children were home the house was always experiencing
oddities (TV sounds, but no TV on...,muffled voices calling in the night,
enlongated lights visiting our bedside, etc.) Now that they are out of the
house, it's rather calm.
We don't go to the church at night-alone.
My boyfriend and I were spending my Halloween Birthday on the Queen
about two years ago.
We went for a walk around the ship about 12 am because we couldn't sleep.
When we were coming back he stopped to kiss me and I noticed two men in older
uniforms walking down the main passageway. They passed us mumbling and
laughing but it wasn't audible laughter.
There are no entrance doors and when I looked up they were gone. No sound no
door closing, just cut off.
I was intrigued because my minor in College is in Paranormal Psychology, so
curiosity set in and I went to the same spot the next night at the same time.
They passed again and this time I shouted out to them but they continued
walking, turned down the hall, I followed and they had disappeared.
I have lived in my house for about five years now when I first moved
and my roomate were sitting in the living room when my 3 year old Dalmation
jumped up and began staring at the corner of the living room the hair on the
back of his neck began to stand up and he started to growl he did this for
about one minute then he slowly turned and began to look over the television
as if he was following something and he continued to growl for another 30
seconds. Afew months later during the middle of the night we could hear the
dishes in the cabinets shaking. We didnt think to much of this since we knew
there was a quarry a few miles away and we figured that they may be
blasting. Until we talked to them about their blasting times and they stated
they only blasted in the early afternoons a few years later My roomate moved
out and I got married our young daughter was sleeping in her room one night
when I was awakened by her screaming when I went into her room I saw her
light flashing on and off rapidly. I then turned the light off and the light
went off but immeadiatly came back on while the switch was off and began
flashing again since then items would disappear and reappear in strange
places. the cabinets in the kitchen would be open in the morning when I had
shut the the night before and during the day I would shut the cabinet doors
only to find all of them wide open again a few minutes later when I was the
only one in the house. We recently had a baby and he slept in our room for
the first few months. We attatched a Mobile on his bassinet one night while
my wife was asleep and I was watching TV inour room the mobile turned on by
itself. The mobile played a series of songs then turned off. This happended
three times that night. The next night I was telling my wife about this and
while I was talking about it the Mobile bega to play again on it's own while
it was turned to the off posistion. Since then we moved the baby into his
room and monitored him through a baby monitor which is a top the line highly
sensitive type. Several times while awake at night You can hear a womens
voice on the monitor however you can't make out what she is saying. Whatever it
is seems has been helpful at times one night we left the windows open and a
storm came in over night while we were asleep when I got up the next morning
all the windows were shut neither me or my wife had closed them during the
night. When the Mobile played by itself one of the times the baby had just
began to cry when the mobile started and quickly stopped when he heard the
music. The few thing that I had forgotten to mention the first time I sent this
was the Knocking sounds which just sounds like someone knocking on the door
this usually happens in the early evening around 7-10 Pm. Occasionally it is
later at night but when it happens later it is usually louder and sounds like
it might be in the attic. My daughter has come out of her rooms numerous times
asking if we had called her name and each time both my wife and I have been in
the living room and we hadnt been talking let alone calling her name. One night
I was lying in bed still awake while every one else had been asleep which is
not uncommen since I am used to working night shifts and had recently changed
to days about 6 months ago so I am somewhat of a night owl. anyways I see a
shadow in the living room which you can see the light from the living room from
my bedroom. I figured that it was my daughter who happens to sleep walk so I
went in to check on her and she was not that part of the house. So I Figured
that i was just mistaken then I see a little girl walk right past my room which
looked just like my daughter but I had just looked all over for her so I got up
and looked into her room where she was sound asleep in her bed. The eerie thing
about it was that when the girl walked past my room she looked directly at me
while she was walking but the way the light set up in my house is I could not
see her face clearly and she appeared to be fully dressed however when I
checked on my daughter she was in her nightgown. We have given the incidents in
our house a name"Gertrude" she has never harmed us and on many ocassions been
helpful. Events like these continue to happen almost on a dailey basis some
smaller than other The most recent event happened when we were getting ready to
go to Texas and since there were two cars going down there we were going to use
some radios that I had. I had set them out on the computer desk the morning
before we left but when I got home from work about 1:00pm one of them was
missing I searhced the entire house including the kids room and even the attic.
But it was nowhere to be found. and noone had been home since we had left for
work at 8:00am. So we gave up the search and went on our trip when we returned
my wife was getting her nightgown on and found the other radio in a drawer in
our dresser that I had searched twice and my wife had searched once. but it was
there sitting on top of everything as if someone had placed it there for us to
find. little stuff Like that happens frequently and continues to this day.
I was about 17 yrs of age and went to boarding school in Western
We Where allowed to go out to our cubby's on the weekend's! We came back
early around 1:00am in the morning, we all decided to talk for a while so we
went on trapolines. We where talking and one of my friend's said look up
there,(there were four friend's including me.) We all saw it. We saw a
vision on top of the roof of the school, we all saw it go across then we saw
the image yell like a scream and then it fell, we all frightend buy now so
we all ran to our dormatory and went to bed, but did not get much sleep. We
decided to go to one of the Brother's this was a Catholic School. The
Brother told in orphan day's the boy's were allowed to play on top of the
school, he said one of the boy's fell or got pushed off the roof and fell
and hit his head on a old tap and died.So buy now we all worked it out it
was a ghost.this is a true story.
I have several stories to tell, two actually.
For years I thought I was
nuts. At times, since my first experience was at the age of seven, I brushed
it off as the boogie man. But my second experience, as an adult, was
experienced by my husband and son too.
1) When I was seven years old, we lived in a three story row home in
Philadelphia. I occupied the middle bedroom on the
second floor. I know this sounds strange cause in the most famous
stories of we usually hear, it's always the third floor that
gets haunted. But that wasn't the case. My bed was in the corner to the
left of the doorway. Straight ahead from the door was a corner
containing the doors to my closet, and one leading to the front bedroom (which had been locked
by a skeleton key we did not have. We did not own the house, we rented it.) My dresser
was against the far wall, and the only window was in the far left corner, adjacent to the door
leading to the front room. I'd wake up every night, in the middle of the night, to see a
shadow of human form standing in the middle of my room. I would scream, and my Mother's
boyfriend would come rushing in (at first) . After a while,
this became routine: "Nothing in the closet, nothing under your bed,
see that? It was just the boogie man. Go back to sleep." When he found us
nother home to rent in a better neighborhood, we moved out, and the
shadow stopped. I would often sleep in my sisters room when she was at
a friends house, or up on the third floor with my older brother,
nothing ever happened in either of those two places.
2) This next experience, involves a house on Fort Bragg, NC.
We had lived there for about a year or two when
this all started. It began with the scent of Baby powder, and I
was the only one experiencing it, at first. After a while, it involved the
computer turning on by itself (and staying on). My husband and I heard
scratches on our dining room window, he'd go out to chase the "cat"
away. But when we'd look out the back door, a straight look to the
outside of the window, nothing was ever there. (there was also a
screen over both the lower windows that could only be removed from the
inside. Yet they were never damaged. When I would walk into my and
my husbands bedroom, things would fall off my dresser. At first
we thought it was the floor. But when he walked in a couple of
times on HIS side of the room, things still fell off MY dresser. The shade
on the dining room window flew up on its own when my husband and son
were sitting in the living room, I was not at home. There was also the
time the scent of flowers (I didn't have any in the house), moved
through the dining room, from me to where my husband had just
entered. Each of us smelled it for just a brief second, me first, then him.
I was sitting at the computer at this time, and he had just entered
the dining room. There were also the scents of different types of
cologne, smelled by my husband in the living room in a single day, and
only on that day. My husband does not wear cologne, and my son didn't start
till a few months later. On day, while looking into my mirror on
the dresser, I saw the image of a woman. She was in white with
curly brown hair (light brown) and it was as though she was standing
next to me. She seemed to be looking at me, but when I turned to look at
her, there was no one there. My son, who occupied the other of the
only two bedrooms of this town house, saw a shadow at his doorway on
many nights. He told me that sometimes it would disappear, and at
others it would just go down the stairs. He'd told me that he has seen
this shadow since he can remember, but I thought it might be
important to this incident. There was also the incident where I
was sitting alone in the living room one Halloween, I had my eyes
closed just trying to meditate and relax. I felt the cushion next to me
move, as though someone had sat down. I thought it might be my
son, so I turned to tell him to go back to bed. But no one was there.
Sometimes, in spite of everything.
I often wonder if imagined it, or if I somehow infected my whole family
with insanity. But I want to know. Is it possible for an individual to be
haunted? Even though the apartment we now live in on Fort Jackson in South
Carolina seems "clean" (I don't really think of spirits as "dirty," its just
for lack of a better word), I still live with the fear that one day I am
going to turn around and this horrible looking being is going to be standing
there. So I want to learn as much about this as I can. I have been
considering going to collage, taking up paranormal psychology.
Well let me start by saying im no stranger to ghosts , when i was
a child my
mother & i used to go and have picnics in the local cemetarys and we would
hang out there till dusk and watch the shadows cast by the tomb stones. Ok on
to the present, My mother was the first to experiance the shadowy figure.I
was away at school & she slept in my room,when she was awakened by a
smuthering feeling,she opened her eyes and saw a figure hovering over her and
she asked what it wanted ? but all it did was float back into the closet. She
didnt tell me about it until i ased her about a figure
i saw in the hallway at 2am,a week later i have since moved into my own home,
the house was made in 1971, and my family are the 2nd owners & they know the
builder/owner, and they dont know what they are talking about.Nor have they
experianced any thing like this in the time they lived there.
I still enjoy going to graveyards and looking at the old headstones,
theres a old grave yard in sanford fl. That has a story of the old keeper of
the land would walk around with a lantern and check the property for looters
back in the 1940's and to this day you can still see the light swinging back
& forth around the graves. Me and some friends decided to check it out and
parked and wlked in about 12am on a wed.morning and saw the light and felt a
bitter cold,like it was freezing but it was summer hot & humid, we where
scared and ran so none of us will ever go back due to the strange feelings
like we where not alone ,hair standing up for fear on the back of our necks.
I'm glad there is someone out there that i can tell my story to.
know what is going on, if it is a spirit of my loved one or a haunting.
Anyway let me tell you and you can tell me what you think.
The last house that i lived in which is in NJ, i have came across alot of
interesting things happening. The first thing was i was putting christmas
stickers on the window when i got this erie feeling someone was watching me
so i turned around and the lights started flickering and i got goose bumps
all over. The second thing i was in the basement wrapping christmas gifts
and my boyfriend called on the phone, while on the phone he had said he was
going to sneak home to see what i was wrapping, i said ok and we hung up.
Alittle while after i hear these boots walking across the floor and they
stopped at the beginning of the steps to the basement. I said out loud "
What are you trying to do see what i bought you"? Then i waited and i
thought he was trying to scare me so i didn't say anything else to see how
long he would stand up there, well like 10 minutes went by and i got up and
went to look to see where he was and he wan't there, NOBODY was there. I
was so scared.
I also have a siamese cat that would NEVER go into the basement unless
someone was done there with him. He would always be sniffing around and
jumping at nothing. The hair on the back of his back would stand up. The
one time me and my boyfriend heard footsteps coming up the basement stairs
but there was no one there. We used to hear phones ringing but it was't
like the regular phone it was really faint. My son seen this guy on my bed
who he describes as a white haired man with a white body. He calls him
"Aldi". And one time while laying in bed with my son he just comes out with
there mommy there is a ghost over by the window, look mommy now he is over
by the door. Scared the day lights out of me. I always had this
overwhelming feeling that someone was always watching me. And while i am
driving in my car i smell smoke but i don't smoke and neither does anybody
else in my car (it's new). And last but not least - me and my boyfriend had
a fight one night, well after we had made up - a couple of weeks go by and
he goes into a cedar closet we had upstairs to get his bow to go hunting,
well the bow string was sliced down enough not to break it but just to
almost where if he had pulled it it would have broke in his face. He
thought that i did it, but i know that they are under ALOT of pressure so i
wouldn't chance getting hit in the face, plus i totally forgot it was there.
It seems that everytime we argue things of his are missing when they were
right in front of him. Things always happen to his stuff. I can't explain
what all this means. My godfather died in 1992, so i thought it was him,
this all happened in trenton, NJ in 1998. So i don't understand if it was
him why he would wait until then. If you could give me any information as
to what this may be i would much appreciate it. Thanks so much for
I am quite young, and my mother says it is because
of my innocence that I
can see the things I see...I'll tell you about the first time. When I first
moved into this house I was 13, and it was December. I remember that it was
closer to January because Christmas was over. I was sick, I think it was
bronchitus, don't remember exactly. Anyway on to the story...
My fever was worsening and I was only to be drinking sprite, 7-up, flat
sodas, water, etc. I got up out of my bed... walked through my hallway into
the dining room and into the kitchen. I got a drink and figured I would watch
some TV and just nod off on the couch.. I walked into the living room, and as
I saw someone standing in the door way to the music room( Our living room
Music room and kitchen are in a cirlce)She looked just like a friend of mine
at the time. Tall and lanky with dark brown hair and glasses... But I knew it
wasn't Jody... I dropped my sprite and ran back to wake my mom. I thought
maybe it was her sitting in our music room going through boxes. By the time I
gto back to the room and woke my mom and convinved her that I was scared
enough for her to come out and say something... she was gone. Needless to say
my mom thought I was seeing things. She sent me to bed after she cleaned up
my mess. And sat with me for a bit. After she left I woke up again... and
looked out into the dining room and once again I saw her. Sitting there
talking on the phone! Our phone wasn't hooked up so at this time I just left
it go and figured my mom was right. I went back to sleep and awoke the next
morning to her in my room. She began to be a regular thing to me. My mom
thought I was nuts, but I followed her one day out into the woods behind our
house... to find her sitting in a clearing crying. I still can't figure out
what she needed... but I havn't seen her since at the clearing. Do you think
it was my mind playing games? Or a spirit?
Ohter than that I have seen ghosts in my school... which used to be a
My grandmother died in September of 1995 from bone cancer.
We buried her in
a cemetary in East Petersburgh, PA. I have often visited the gravesite since
then, but one such situation puzzles both my friend and I.
One night, in 1997, I was with my friend Meagan and I was very distraught,
due to upsetting circumstances. We drove to my grandmother's grave around 9
pm, so that I could calm down and collect myself.
I had visited the grave often, as I said before, and I knew exactly where the
grave was. It was dark, but I had found it before even in the dark. That
night, I couldn't find the gravestone, no matter how hard I tried. Finally,
I heard Meagan call for me, she was about 10 feet away from me. When I found
her, she was standing right next to the gravestone.
Later that night, I asked how she found my grandmother's gravestone. She
replied that she had seen a stone right next to it that said "Stair", she
looked next to it, and there was the grave.
To this day, neither one of us can find the tombstone that says "Stair". I
have since returned to the grave several times, looking for that tombstone,
and I have never found it. There aren't even any stones near my
grandmother's grave that start with the letter "S".
I am convinced it was my grandmother who led Meagan to her grave.
My husband and I had purchased his
grandmothers house 2 yrs ago and I have heard noises from day one. It first
started the week we moved in, My husband had left for South Dakota for his
yearly trip with the guys and I was home with my son, He was 8yrs old at
the time. I started to fall asleep on the sofa and I heard a loud crash from his
room, It sounded like glass shattering, so I ran in there and he said he
heard it come from the living room then I thought I heard walking in the
attic and I figured it must have been a critter up there so I went to check.
needless to say I found nothing I searched the whole house and found no
broken glass anywhere, nothing was out of place. I felt then that something
was wrong but tried to forget it. after all the only family that ever lived
in this house was my husbands grandparents and my father in law. then every
so often I would hear noises and I know I heard the basement door open on
many occasions but when I would look it was still closed. Then last year on
Thanksgiving my nephew was in the basement bathroom looking in the mirror
shaving and he said he seen someone walk past the bathroom through the
mirror but when he turned around no one was there. when he told me this he was so
pale and scared and I never told him of the other situations in the house so
I new he was telling the truth. I asked him to describe what this person
looked like and he said all he could really see was a skinny arm with a
short sleeve plaid shirt on, he couldn't say whether it was a man or women. the
only ones that have that lived here that past away are my husbands grandpa
and father, Grandma is still alive and living in a nursing home. We only
purchased the house because grandma's sister was going to sell it and we
wanted to keep it in the family, after all we did have family times in the
house, we spent every holiday here with gandma. after my nephew told me what
he seen I talked to my husband about it and he laughed at me and told me
there is nothing to worry about, So I called his sister and explained to her
what was happening and she told me that when there Dad had passed away the
family was sitting here at grandmas house in the dining room going over his
funeral will and so forth when they heard some one walking down the attic
steps, when they opened the attic door to no one was there. She told me
that they all heard it including my husband but he says he doesn't remember that
and when we hear a noise together he says it was the wind or the house
settling. We actually heard a cabinet in the kitchen open and close one
night as if someone was getting something out of it. I always thought that who
ever was in my house would never hurt us so I would just try to ignore this.
for the past 2 months my son who is 9 now has told me that he hears someone
talking to him in his room but he cant hear what they are saying because
they whisper to him. this did scare me and my son but I told him if there was a
spirit it was probable grandpa watching over him because he loves him so
much. and this did make my son feel better but not myself, I have been
hearing this myself but not as often as my son, and sometimes I write it off
as my imagination but the last few night have been horrible. last night my
son woke me up screaming and I ran to his room but didn't see him I thought
I seen him in the living room as I ran past so I went back but the figure I
seen was gone. I found my son screamed again and I found him under his
blankets he was crying and shaking and told me that a man was in his room
and was telling him to come to him now. I asked him if he was dreaming and he
said "no Mom I heard a noise and woke up and was trying to go back to sleep
when the man talked to me.
I am a firm believer in ghosts, the supernatural and anything with
"logical" explanation. I am half Navajo, born and raised on the Navajo
reservation and my grandfather was a Medicine Man for as long as I can
remember. So he never thought anything I would tell him and my father was
too weird or completely crazy.
My mother and father split up when I was in my teens and I moved with my
sister, neice and mother to Woodland Park, CO. One place we rented was an
old apartment just off the highway. There were six small apartments all
together. Some nights I would wake up in my room and there would be a dark
shadowy figure in the corner just outside of my closet door. It would scare
me and I'd go into my sisters room and ask her to sleep with me.
I thought maybe it was just me, having to deal with the brake up of my
parents and moving from the town I'd been in all my life. I mean, I'd seen
and heard some strange things throughout my earlier childhood, but nothing
frightened me like this. However, one night my sister woke me up asking me
who that was in the corner. I explained to her that it was why I wanted her
to sleep with me most nights.
Well, the sightings continued to happen and so did something else. Besides
the shadow in the corner, I started waking up to a glowing on the ceiling.
It appeared right over the area where the dark figure always appeared. For
some reason it scared me more than the figure. My sister noticed it one
night and the next morning we hung posters all over the ceiling to try an
cover it up. (I guess we thought that would keep it from appearing). The
posters didn't help. I would still wake up with the figure in the corner and
the glowing on the ceiling.
Not long after the figure appeared and the glowing started, I started having
terrifying nightmares. My room had huge windows on two sides. In the dream
I would wake up with the curtains blowing inwards and a very stong feeling
that something dark and evil was coming. There was no sound, just the winds.
My heart would be racing and I would sit up in my bed and reach for the
light switch, nothing would happen. I would wake up again, reach for the
light switch, nothing would happen. This would happen a few times, before I
would actually wake up with the light on. I started having these dreams
nightly, each night growing more intense than the night before. I started
sleeping with the lights on. I never saw the figure and the glow with the
lights on, but I continued to have the dream.
I had never before told my mom, I figured she had enough on her mind. But
finally, it got to be too much, I wasn't sleeping at all. I was afraid to,
afraid that I wouldn't wake up. That is how dark the presence was in the
dream. I was 15 years old and completely afraid of the dark! Of course, mom
blew it off as just a kid thing. I continued not getting any sleep and
growing more and more scared by the day.
One night I had the dream and after what seemed like forever, I awoke
drenched in a cold sweat and tore open my bedroom door leading into the
livingroom. My neice and sister who had been sleeping on the hide-a-bed were
awake staring at my room with sweat running down their faces. They had the
same dream. My mom finally listened.
She called my aunt in New Mexico and asked her to please have my dad and
grandfather call. They did right away and when she told them everything I'd
seen my dad said he was coming up to visit. My dad had been attending my
grandfathers ceremonies and learning each one, he's now a Medicine Man. He
came and blessed the apartment and my room. However the dreams and sightings
continued. Finally he told my mom to find a new place to live.
My grandfather told my dad that there are spirits everywhere. Some are good,
and as long as they don't scare you and make you uncomfortable, you are okay
and can live with them. He told my dad that something bad had happened in
this apartment and if the spirits wouldn't leave, or calm down, with the
blessing and prayer, then we needed to leave before something happened.
I never have forgotten that apartment and the dreams. They still send a
shutter through me just thinking about it. A few years ago, I went to a
friend of my sister-in-law who is into astrological reading and tarot cards.
I wasn't really impressed with what she had to say, because the things she
told me were obvious observations. But she mentioned something about "night
terrors". I'd never heard about that before. Maybe someone could enlighten
I live in North Cobb County in Marietta, Georgia. I have a story
I would like to share with you and some of your other viewers. My wife
(Meg) and I and our friends Dee and Paul like to browse Antique Shops.
One fall weekend in late August,
We visited a shop called Autumn Oaks Antiques in Ringgold, Georgia. It is located in North Georgia about 30 mile from Tenneessee. It was still quite warm for the early part of fall. As we were looking around I went on ahead aways as I usually do and came across a beautiful old antique pump organ. The detail work was beautiful. When I got to the organ no one was around. I looked around for my wife and friends but they were busy looking at other things. As I turned my back to look at the organ closer a sweet voice ask if I played the organ. I turned and looked and there stood a lady dressed in what I would say was clothes of the same era as the organ.I told her I didn't know how to play the organ but loved it for its beauty. I ask her if she played the organ and she said she had one just like it at home. I turned back to look at the organ again and at a glance I saw her walk away. This is where it got strange. You see the area she went to was wide open. It seems she just disappeared before my eyes. I went all over the shop looking for her and she was not there. I also ask the owner and his wife if they saw her, but they never saw her come in or leave. We were the only couples in the shop at the time. One other thing the clothes she was wearing was a long black skirt with pleats and a white blouse with ruffled sleeves (long Sleeves) unusual for a hot day. Her hair was done up like they wore it in the 1800's, And her perfume was like something that would have been worn in her time. This all took place in August of 1996. We have been back to the same Antique shop on several ocassions. The organ was sold not long after we were there. I know who ever bought it got the Lovely Organ Lady with it. I believe with all my heart this was her organ. I wish I could have bought it. I still think about her today and everytime we go to that shop.
I believe in Ghost and I believe in Angels.
The Ghost That Came To Visit
My mother inlaw, who lives in Long Island NY, told me of a strange dream she
had about 10 or so years ago... She said it was so real and so vivid, that
only later, did she realize it may have been real. She dreamed that this red
haired young man showed up at her door looking for one of her twin
sons...David. No, she said Im sorry he is out but should return any
moment...would you like to wait...yes he said, I will wait for him. She
invited him in, but noticed he didnt take off this unusual teal green coat he
was wearing. She went into the kitchen to get him a drink and some snacks and
when she returned, she realized he was just sitting there staring into space.
So when she asked him if he'd known dave long, he said no...not a long
time...but he has been a good friend and I want to make sure he is ok.
Thinking this was a little odd...she excused herself and left the room. the
dream ended abruptly and when she awoke...she remembered that her son was
living in Florida for a few months for work. She told him of the strange
dream about the young man with red hair and the teal coat...and he said, yes
that sounds like my old friend Pete..from college. You never met him.
Remember the guy I told you about? the one that died a few years ago in the
boat accident? Well, my mother inlaw got this chill up her spine. And so did
David...for he remembered the teal green coat he gave his friend for his
birthday just weeks before his death.
Hi. My name is Wendy and I have had many experiences with the unknown
is the most recent , not to mention the scariest one yet. It happen right
at the beginning of this summer. My fiance and I went camping up in
Holland,MA. The woods in Holland are old Indian territory. We went pretty
deep in the woods that day about an hour or so in Let me say that the day
started out almost to perfect and I should have sensed something was
going to happen and I think in a way both my fiance and I did. Anyhow we
found what we thought at the time would be the perfect camping spot.
There was a place to pull our '79 suburban into and like a very big
separate(by trees an over growth)area to set up camp in. First thing that
would have normally creeped me out and I know that I would have said lets
get out of here was that there was what appeared to be a grave site right
in our camping area. It was just an oval shape of piled rocks. The reason
we noticed it was because we were looking for rocks to build or camp fire
with. It was off to the side maybe ten feet or so from were we set up
camp. The day was so perfect we did some biking and hiking in the area.
On of the strange things that happen early on in the day was when my
fiance was talking about cooking over the camp fire. He said he wish he
had some kind of flat metal grate to put the pots on. About ten minutes
later he found one in a pile of old junk. Well there was a field about
200 feet from our campsite. A very beautiful field with one tree right in
the middle of it. With knee high grass and wildflowers everywhere. My
fiance and I decided that later that night we take our lawn chairs up
there to look up at the stars. Well I had pretty much kept our campsite
pretty picked up not to much out. I think it was a sign of what was to
happen. Anyway we saw 2 people go past our camp site right before night
fall. The were ion dirt bikes one of them had stopped and looked at us
real funny. We thought nothing of it. Night started falling. The sun just
going down but in the middle of the woods its pretty dark. Now normally
in the middle of the woods you have a ton of animals making night time
noises. That night it was really quiet. We had just got done eating and
we had heard kids partying up in the field,music playing,talking. We were
a little disappointed that we couldn't go watch the stars. But then all
of a sudden we heard this really strange noise about fifty feet from our
campsite. Only way to describe it sounded like a person being tortured
without a tounge.Well My fiance grabbed the ax and the flashlight to see
if it was the kids partying(by this time the music and talking was at a
dull).Then the noise we were hearing quickly moved into the field. So we
walked up there to see what was going on. As soon as we entered the field
the noise now was across the woods somewhere. And we hear very quiet
talking and a old car radio flipping trough stations(the kind you have to
turn by hand).One thing before I forget earlier in the day we had noticed
a big circle of dead grass on the side of the field that is hidden from
the top where we were. So we walk the length of the field on the top
trying to see if there is anyone in the field. The bottom of the field
were the circle is a lake behind about twenty feet of woods. We could
hear a women talking but couldn't understand what she was saying it was
getting closer and closer to us finally with me freaking out my fiance
decides to shine the flashlight down to the part on the field we couldn't
see figuring someone was in there. Just as he did with our discover that
we were the only ones on the field. We heard whispering all around us in
every direction. We ran back to our campsite packed up and got out of
there in about 20 minutes. It took us an hour to get in there 20 minutes
to get out. What every it was that night wasn't good and i am glad I can
tell the story today. Thank You
It all started about a year ago, my husband and I moved into a house
was old, I'm not sure how old, but it still had the gas pipes in the wall
when they had no electricity. I was home alone sick and I was laying on the
couch when I heard the door slam shut, I thought it was my husband coming
home from work, we have two dogs and it got them barking. Well, it was not
my husband. I heard it about 5 more times until finally it was him coming
home. I told him about it, and he just smiled at me and said that we had a
ghost in the house. He had seen her before, but didn't say anything to me
because he did not want to upset me. He said it was a old woman in a cream
colored nightgown. After that it was just the door slamming shut, nothing
was really happening, then one night my husband and my 6 year old son were
watching T.V. and my son said "did you see that?" Well she had moved one of
my candles that was sitting on an end table. I have only seen her once, she
has done nothing to hurt or scare any of us. She likes to play with us, for
example, one night my husband cleaned out his wallet and set it on the
coffee table, well we left it there and went to bed. the next morning we got
up and he couldn't find his wallet, he didn't think anything of it and we
both went to work, well that night when we got home, we searched the house
up and down, looked in the garbage, lifted the furniture up on end we looked
everywhere. Well we gave up and I went on the computer and my husband was
watching T.V. My son was upstairs playing, well we have this 10 gallon water
thing for the dogs to drink their water in the kitchen. My husband heard
this commotion and thought it was my son doing something, so he got up and
went out into the kitchen to see what he was doing, well it wasn't him, the
water thing was out in the middle of kitchen floor, and it was completely
full so there was no way the dogs could have moved it. So I got up and went
to go see what he was doing and he told me that the water had been moved out
into the middle of kitchen, so I told him since he has her out here in the
kitchen to ask her what she did with his wallet, he would like it back. So
he did, and I went back into the computer room, and he got himself a snack
and was walking back towards the living room and I heard him stop, put down
his snack, and he asked me to come here, so I went walking out there and he
pointed to the living room, sure enough there was his wallet sitting on the
couch. I started laughing, and he was just amazed that she did that. We had
looked under the cushions on the couch and lifted the couch up on end
looking for it. Well recently we have moved into his mom and dads house, and
they have had ghosts in their house in the past, but we think our friend has
moved with us, the same things are happening that happened when we first
noticed her in our house. the doors are shutting, things are being moved. We
are happy that she is here if it is her.
I am writing about an experience I recently had at the Novotel Hotel in Surabaya, Indonesia. I have always believed that ghosts probably existed, but never, until now, had I seen one.
My family and I were visiting Surabaya for my husbands work. We have
3 girls aged 16, 12 and 9 and a boy who is 7. As we could only get a three
bedroom apartment the two younger girls shared a room and my son had a
fold out bed in the corner of our room, and our oldest was downstairs on
her own. Our first few days there passed rather uneventfully. On
our third night in the room we went to bed as usual. I had not been drinking,
nor was I taking any sort of medication. I mention this as I usually would
have some wine with dinner, but this night had not.
I was sleeping facing the wall of the hotel room when I became sub-consciously aware that I was very cold. My arm that was outside the covers of the bed was extremely cold. As I came into consciousness I could sense that someone was in the room. It is not unusual for one of our smaller children to stand at the end of our bed saying "Mum" until I wake up when they need something at night, so when I turned over, I was not surprised to see a child standing at the end of my son's fold out bed. I looked carefully to try and see which child it was, and I was waiting for him/her to speak to me first. I could see by looking at the child's height that it was about the height of our 9 year old daughter so I assumed it was her. As I continued to look and become more awake I realised that this child appeared to have no feet, I also realised it was facing my son. I continued to stare and then realised that this child was hovering off the ground at the end of my son's bed. It was shimmering a sort of greeny colour. By now I was totally confused, and still trying to rationalise which child of ours this was. My rational mind was still trying to make sense of what I saw. Then it turned around. I saw the face of a small toddler sucking it's thumb, and I knew immediately it was a ghost, not one of my children. I reached over and grabbed my husband shaking him furiously, the ghost just hovered looking at me. My husband woke after what seemed like ages and as soon as he spoke the ghost disappeared through the bathroom wall. My first instinct after it was gone was to leap up and see if my son was sick or dead, but he was fine. I told my husband about what I saw. He believes me as I was very cold and "looked like I had seen a ghost". My husband and I are very down to earth 'no shit' people, so he knows I was telling the truth. Again we looked for rational reasons for what I had seen, but with the absence of drinking, or medication it was hard to believe I was hallucinating. Also I was definately awake - it was not a dream.
My husband and I sat up late into the night, (it was about 1 o'clock when I saw it) talking about what the child may have wanted. I walked over to the lobby of the hotel and spoke with the night supervisor, he said that no one had ever reported a ghost in that room before. He asked me if I wanted to change rooms. Strangely, I didn't, I hoped that the child would come back so I could ask it what it wanted, it looked so sad and lonely. For the next few night I waited in anticipation, but it did not return. Although I was frightened at the time, I am still curious to know why it came to us. Did it mean to wake me? Was it trying to tell us something, or was it just seeking the company of another child? I have thought about it a lot, and this is the first time I have sought the advice of an expert in the field. Are you able to answer any of my questions? I will be going back to Surabaya in October, should I stay in the same room? Tell me as much as you can!
My mother rented an apartment in an old duplex
style house in Elida ,Ohio from 1987 to 1993. She had several strange experiences
there that she only recently told me about , all occurring in the back
bedroom where she slept .
She would hear noises like footsteps and boxes being moved around in the attic above during both day and night.When she went up to investigate she always found nothing. Thinking she had raccoons or squirrels, she told the landlord who repeatedly checked the attic, and found no evidence of any animal or human intrusion.
The two most disturbing experiences happened at night when she was in bed. She would sleep lying on her side in the middle of the mattress .One night she woke up after feeling a sudden pressure on the mattress as if someone had just sat down behind her. At first she thought it was one of her cats, but she could see both of them on side that she was facing. Terrified, she thought someone had broken into the apartment and was going to rape or kill her. Then whoever was on the bed began to gently stroke her hair. At this point she was so horrified that the just lay completely still, trying her best not to scream .Then the pressure on the mattress stopped as if whoever was sitting there had suddenly gotten up. She then quickly turned around to see who the would be attacker was, and saw the figure of a man dart around the end of her bed and run through a door in the room that was once used as a rear entrance. The only problem was, that the door was boarded shut, and the man passed right through it !!! She screamed and turned on the lights and checked the door, but it was still closed tight, and no boards had been disturbed. Thinking that she had just imagined the whole thing, she wrote it off to too much stress. A few weeks later the same thing happened again !! This time she got a better look at the intruder. Even though the room was dark, there was enough light to make out some of his features. He was a slightly built man in his forties with a long face, black hair which was heavily greased and parted down the middle. He was wearing suspenders and one of those high collared white Arrow dress shirts from the 1920's. He wasn't transparent or glowing or anything like that. He appeared to be flesh and blood like anyone else. He repeated his previous performance and ran though the closed door.
My mother would not tell anyone about what had happened to her because she did not want to be branded a lunatic, and did not want to leave the apartment because this was the only place in town that she could afford, and she actually liked the place, ghost and all !! After the second incident, she started sleeping in the other bedroom, and the disturbances ceased.
A couple of months after my mother moved, my aunt rented the same apartment . She had been living there for a couple of months when she called my mother asking if anything "weird " had happened to her there. My mother replied with "What do you mean by weird?" My aunt then started yelling at her saying "You knew there was a ghost here,didn't you ?!" They then exchanged stories and sure enough, they had both seen the same man in the bedroom at night. The only difference in their stories was that he was completely nude when visiting my aunt !! My aunt then used the living room for her sleeping quarters and has not been bothered since.
She also did some research on the apartment and discovered that a man who matched their descriptions lived there in the apartment with his family from the 1920's until he died in the 1940's.
The whole thing sounded pretty disturbing , and neither my mother or aunt had any reason to fabricate any of this information.
Okay, so I don't know exactly how to spell it, but "Stigini" is how
pronounced. My name is Francesca, and I'm 18 yrs. old. As far back as
I can remember I've always gotten a thrill out of being scared. My dad
took me to see my first scary movie when I was just four, and always
took me on roller coasters,etc. since I was old enough. So, I guess you
could say that I have a strong interest in paranormal phenomena. My
story begins in Ada, Ok., where my boyfriend is from. Last
weekend(9/9/00) we went up to Ada to visit with his family. I had been
bugging him all day about taking me to Centrahoma, where this famous
haunted house is suppose to be. Well, he never took me, from fear of
getting us lost in the dark, since he didn't really know the exact
location of the house. But later that night, we called up one of his
brother's friends and he told us about this bridge in Maud, Ok. The
story goes that if you go there late at night, and park on this bridge.
You're suppose to see a Stigini, which is an old legend/myth about an
Indian Spirit that takes on the form of an animal(a hugee 6 ft. owl in
this case). And the way an Indian would go about taking on the form of
an animal, was he would have to kill someone, rip their heart out, and
bury it next to tree. Sounds kind of crazy to me. But anywho, me, my
boyfriend, and this friend loaded up in the car and headed down there.
We got lost a few times, because it was a very dark, wooded area. With
nothing but old, dirt, rocky roads. And a few houses spread out through
the area. We finally found the bridge. As soon as we pull up, my
boyfriend swears to see a glowing light up in one of the trees, sort of
swaying in a figure eight sideways. He turns to me and Troy and asks if
we were playing with a flash light, trying to spook him. Turns out that
I did have a mini flash light in my hand at that very moment that he saw
the light in the tree, but I hadn't turned it on yet. By the way, I was
driving, my b-friend was in the passenger seat, and Troy in the back.
We were all looking out the right side windows of the car(windows rolled
down). I turned the car off, as well as the lights. We sat there for a
few minutes, just looking over the bridge into the dry creek bed. Sure
enough, these green, glowing lights started popping up way down at the
bottom, first there were only a few, and then more and more. They would
come on for a minute, and then disappear. My boyfriend claimed that
they were getting closer. Then we began to hear the branches and leaves
shaking as if there was a strong wind, but the air was at a dead calm.
We started hearing twigs and such break, pretty close to the car. We
thought maybe it was just an animal or something, but were never sure.
So we sat there a bit longer, still seeing these green lights. When all
of a sudden we see a large bird fly out of one of the trees, fly
sideways and then back into the tree. Of course that scared the bejesus
out of us. Not too long after that, about five minutes, the green
lights just disappeard all together. And this noise came out from that
deep trench where the dry creek bed lay. A sound that came out of
almost dead silence(except crickets chirping),It started out as a growl,
then worked its way up to a cross between a howling, and a bird sound.
But the thing was, it didn't sound quite animal, and didn't sound quite
human. It was right then that we decided, "Okay! That's enough for
us!!". So I turned the key, slammed it in drive and we hauled butt out
of there for about half a mile. Then I realized that we were going in
the wrong direction, and that I would have to turn around and go back
over that bridge in order to get back home. Well, we went back over the
bridge, I was so afraid of what I was going to see waiting there for us.
But to my delight, we didn't see a thing. So, I don't know what
happened that night, if we were seeing something of the natural world,
or our eyes and ears were playing tricks on us, or if it really was
something paranormal. But we got our scare for the night, I was happy.
Might I just add, I don't go out looking for ghosts/paranormal phenomena
out of disrespect/just to get a good laugh and try to cuss at whatever's
out there(I'm not a teenage guy,haha). When I go out looking for these
things, I try to come, and leave as peacefully as I can, and I go
because it interests me and I want to experience it fist hand. Not just
a story my grandpa tells me. Well, thank you for your time!
The most blatent experience with the supernatural
I've had occured about
8 years ago. My best friend and I were watching TV on the 1st floor of my
house. It was a bright hot afternoon in August. There is a bar area and
bumper-pool table in the front of the room with swinging cowboy-style doors
leading to the "basement" on the same floor. The basement is in a sort of
"U" shape, and is actually on ground level.
I heard a sudden loud cracking sound, and turned my head in time to see
the swinging doors fall shut. A lampshade was knocked crooked on a light
which stood on a cabnet near the doors, and the framed rules for the
bumper-pool table had been knocked off the wall.
I am guilty of having an over-active imagination, and feel a certain
sensitivity tward the paranormal, but I had to get up from my chair,
straighten the lampshade and put the framed rules back on the wall. I wasn't
scared at the moment, just confused. The fear came later. I tried running
through the doors to get the same effect of what happend, but was unable to
knock the shade crooked or the rules off the wall. My mom wondered what the
hell I was doing. Someone suggested this event could be explained by ball
lightning. What do you think?
When I was about 16 I was at this park one night with my boyfriend
friends. Well my boyfriend and I got in a fight, so I went to sit in the
gazebo. While I was sitting there this girl that looked about 14 came up to
me and started talking to me. She kept telling me I had to leave. I started
getting mad. I mean who was this girl to tell me what to do. I told her leave
me alone. I didn't want to talk to her. She looked at me very sadly. She got
up and started walking away. But just before she went through the trees she
turned around and said " Please leave before the same thing happens to you
that happened to me." I was really starting to get annoyed and confused at
the same time. About a minute later my boyfriend showed up saying police were
asking everyone to leave the park and we left. The next morning I was reading
the newspaper. One headline caught my eye. It said "Girl raped and murdered
and Killer caught same night." Underneath the caption was a picture of the
girl who spoke to me in the gazebo. According to the article she had been
raped and killed in another section of the park about an hour before I was
there. And her killer was caught at the gazebo 20 minutes after we left. I
believe she was trying to save me and I thank her everyday for it.
Hi, my name is Heather and I'm from Sydney, Australia. and
a BIG believer in the paranormal. I've had some expierences, none very big
and all in different houses at different ages.
My first was when I was around 3 years old in an apartment in Bankstown. My
mother has told me that I usually woke up screaming from nightmares about a
man with a gun and a country-looking hat. And I do remember looking accross
my room at the wall where the moonlight shone. I definitly remember seeing
the shadow of a man with a gun and the wierd hat.
The second was when I was around 4 and me and Mum lived in Macquarie Fields.
We lived in a townhouse/villa complex right at the end of Railway Parade.
Beyond the dead end where the road ended was a dirt road and a park where we
used to go and watch my friend Daniel play soccer. on the way to the park on
the dirt road were the burned remains of 2 old houses. Mum told me years
later that a fire had started in one house and it had spread to the next
house, and everyone died. The first house was just torn down, but the second
remained. One day when me and Mum were on our usual late Sunday afternoon
walks, we were walking past the house and I looked up to the top left window
and I swear I saw an old woman staring down at me (just like that scene in
Psycho when you could see the "mother" looking out of the window).
When I was around 10 I think, we lived in a house in Padstow. It was built
in the 70's and was near the local shops. One night, our very loud next door
neighbours were having a party. I was looking in my mirror, which faced my
window. My curtains were open and suddenly I saw a boy about 12 with dark
blonde hair and wearing denim. I quickly spun around, but he was gone. I
looked back into my mirror and he wasn't there either.
My most recent one was in the house I'm in currently. It was a couple of
months ago. I was trying to get to sleep and I was facing the wall (I always
have my bed against a wall because I constantly feel as if someone is
watching me). The all of a sudden, I heard a male voice whisper my name. I
went totaly numb and couldn't move--but it was a different kind of numb.
Before the whisper, I was pretty cold because it was winter, but after the
whisper when I went numb, my body went the same temperature. It was kind of
a luke warm. After about 15 seconds, my body went back to normal and I
thought "Well, whatever the hell that was, it's gone now". I was totaly
freaked out!! I've always been a believer in the supernatural, so much that
I want to be a parapsychologist. So I'm thankful of my expierences, even if
they did scare me half to death!
When my husband and I first met, he described incidents that
in his home. We met casually, through a mutual friend. I believed in his
stories, because I have always believed in "ghosts", but other than a scary
experience with a Ouija board, I myself had not witnessed anything. The
next time that I saw Joe was about 6 months later, and he was living in a
different home. Again, he told me of strange happenings, that had
occurred recently at his ex-girlfriends apartment, and at the home he was now living
in. He said that the spirit had moved with him. Shortly after we began
dating, he said that his ex-girlfriend was coming over to get her dog. I
hadto work that night, and would not be there when she came, and that kind of
bothered me. That night after I got home from work, we were laying in bed
and I decided I would ask about her visit. I asked "How long did Stephanie
stay?"... as soon as I said her name, we heard a music box, it sounded like
the old fashioned kind that rolls over the notes, and it played very, very
slowly. It sounded like it was in the corner of the bedroom, and I knew
thatthere was absoluteley anything in the corner. I sat up in bed with
goosebumps, and he said "See, that was my ghost" I was terrified. I made
him get up and walk around the house with me, but there was not one music
box or toy anywhere that could have made that noise. The next morning, we were
at the breakfast table with his mother and his children, who had spent the
previous night in an upstairs apartment, in the upstairs of the house. We
had decided to wait until the kids went outside to tell his mother what had
happened. Only she beat us to the punch, by asking Joe if he came upstairs
that night. He told her no, that the door to the upstairs was locked. She
said that about 1:00 a.m. Joey, his son, woke her up and said that his dad
was playing tricks on him, and he was scared. He said that his dad was
wearing all white, and that he was peeking around the corner at him, and
then going away. When he couldn't find his dad around the corner, he got scared
and went to bed with his grandma. That was about the same time that Joe and
I heard the music box downstairs! We had drawers open, and things slide
across the counter top, Joe told me that the night Stephanie was there, all
of the sudden it sounded like the kitchen faucet turned on high, but they
looked, and it wasn't on. After working 12 hours, I was home sleeping one
day, and thought I heard Joe open the door to our bedroom, I could hear the
exact squeak. I didn't open my eyes for a minute or two, but when he didn't
say anything, I opened my eyes to find that noone was there. This happened
a couple of times, but I always dismissed it as my being overly tired and
imagining it. Then one day, I heard the noise, and even heard footsteps
aproaching the bed, and even felt the waterbed sink at the foot end. Sure
that Joe was home, I opened my eyes, and noone was there. When I told him,
even he didn't believe me. He told me that I was going crazy. Until about
a week later, the same thing happened to him. When I talked to his friends
wife about the happenings, she suggested that maybe if it was a ghost, that
it was around because of Stephanie, and explained to me that Stephanie's
estranged husband had been previously married, and his first wife was killed
in a terrible boating accident. She said that Stephanie had taken some of
the first wife's china when they split up, and that all of Joe's experiences
began shortly after he started dating Stephanie. One weekend when Joe left
town, I used my pendulium and began asking questions. I asked if she was
"so and so" and it moved forward and backward for yes, I asked if she was liked
Joe, and again it moved the same way. I asked if she liked Stephanie, and
it went the opposite way, back and forth left and right, for no. I asked if
Stephanie had something that belonged to her and it "said" yes. I asked if
she was looking after Joe and it "said" yes. After using my pendulium, the
happenings quit.... Sorry that my story was so long, but I thought I would
share it with you. Since we have moved, we haven't really had any
occurances, but last year my husband and I were walking our dog near some
railroad tracks by our house, and we have one picture, that has peaked our
interest, it appears that there is a haze, that almost looks like a ghostly
image. We don't have a scanner, but I was wondering if you have any
knowledge of ghost pictures, or if you may be able to put us in touch with
someone who would be interested in checking it out??? Thanks for your time!
My friend and I have experienced many strange and overall creapy
things happening at his house and old farm roads close to his home. (he
lives in Salem Idaho, near Rexburg) and we would like some possible
My friend lives in an old house given to his family by his
grandpa. In the backyard his grandpa recovered and placed an old church
cornerstone, from the ashes of a burt-down local church, it is still
there. With that said we would like to tell you about our situation.
It mainly started with strange low-pitched wisperings, just loud
enough to hear, that sounded like a whole group of people, we could not
make out what it was saying. When this happened the first time we were
at his house alone, and after hearing this left promtly. Every time it
is around evening and night, if we go outside we always get the
strangest feeling that I have never had at other places.
Another particular event happened not to long ago when my friend
and I were traveling down the road by a farm(about 1 mile from his
house) to go to my house, each in our own car, I was in the lead. It was
a clear night but as we approached the road, a heavy fog set in that
could barely be seen through causeing us to drive alot slower as I
neared the start of the farm I began to see a bright light comming down
the road that I thought was a motorcycle headlight. It ended up getting
so bright all I could see was fog and a huge light behind it. when I got
to the edge of a corral I had to slam on my brakes, I saw three figures,
almost siloettes jumping and running across the road. The first two
appeared to be small children, and the third was a tall large figure
that looked like it was chasing them. after slamming on my brakes I
coasted right through them in a state of shock, the light was gone, and
as I neared the end of their proporty across a bridge the fog was
completely gone. I then pulled over to the side in a state of shock, to
calm down and ask my friend what he saw. To my suprise he said he saw
absolutely nothing,but the fog which gave me a very strange feeling, he
didn't even see the light.
Besides all the many other times of hearing whispers, we had another
coccurance down the same road right before the bridge mentioned
earlier(by this time we decided if we travel past there at night we do
it in groups). It appeared to be a normal night, except that it was wet
and rainy. We were ready to drive across the bridge, as soon as we were
over it, my friend very startled anounced what he just saw, it was:
while staring into a puddle along the road, when he saw a weird
reflextion, it made him look up at the road in time to see a small burst
of blue flame, about a foot and a half across and two feet high. and a
small puff of smoke after it was gone. I then, also startled looked
into my rear-view mirror and the road in the spot he described , from
what I could see that far away, was exactly again what he described.
There are some other minor occurances, but I figured these would be
most helpful and we are very curious about them.
anything you or anyone else could tell us, opinions, or whatever, but we
would very much appreciate a thorough response.
thanking you ahead of time.
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