My Real Ghost Stories

By: TrumpSwordz@aol.com
 

I've decided to share real encounters I had when I was at a very young age,
maybe around six, seven, or eight, and then later on, during adolesence, to
the present. It's not as exciting or fantastic as some of the other
contributions on your site (which is wonderful, by the way) but its the
truth, and I need to get it told before the whole story slips my memory...
1993-1995   I don't really remember much else about that night. I was around
six, seven, or eight years old, and I was sitting on the sofa, watching
television. My father works nights, so he was gone, and my mother was in the
garage, doing something. Well, quite suddenly, I became cold. It wasn't the
fact that my mother had opened the garage door or anything, because the
garage and living room were on opposite sides of the house. So, using my
pre-adolescent ingenuity, I got up to turn on a light. Somehow, I thought
doing so would make the room warmer. Go figure. Anyway, while reaching to
turn on the light, I glanced over, and saw woman standing in our den, looking
into the mirror there. She was leaning over, as if she was checking something
on her face, or maybe applying makeup. She somehow looked faded, and her
features all blended together. Maybe it wasn't like that at the time, but its
the best I can remember. As luck would have it, before I could say or do
anything, my mom opened the garage door, and called to me, wanting me to go
do something, probaby a chore. When Ilooked back at the den, she had
vanished. I never did find out what it was. Your guess is as good as mine.
1996-1998   After moving to our new house, (from Missouri to Indiana,) we
began to expirience what I've concluded as to be poltergeist activity. In our
backyard were two very heavy patio chairs, each weighing anywhere from
fifteen to twenty pounds. Well, for a period of about a month, almost every
morning we would find both chairs pushed all the way to the back of our yard,
so that they were leaning against our fence. I can't think of anything else
that would have caused it. No one I know would have done a prank so stupid,
my dog wouldn't and probably couldn't, and the wind simply wouldn't be strong
enough to push them that far -- besides, why were they both still upright?
1999 - Present Day  I can't explain it, perhaps its just paranoia, but every
time I'm alone,  I swear I feel like I'm being watched. And still, maybe its
paranoia, but sometimes I swear I can hear voices. They're quiet, and I can't
figure out what they're saying, but I do hear them. And no, the
radio/television isnt on, as my parents have suggested.
Thank you for reading! I'm a big fan of Shadowlands!!


Unexplained Presence

By: melefab@msn.com

   There is a corner house that is located near the cemetery strip in Colma, California. This house used to be occupied by some of our relatives, but they were not the first people to live there. There have been different owners of that house. When they first moved in everything seemed normal, but after a few months or so everyone started to experience strange occurences.
   According to their statements, it started with dishes moving across tables, counters opening by themselves, doors slamming in the middle of the night, and cold gusts of air even though there were no windows or doors open. There were other times when they would be watching t.v. and the channels would change or the t.v. would turn on by itself late at night.
   Other skeptical relatives wanted to check it out for themselves so two of our cousins decided to spend a few nights at the house just the two of them. There was an incident when one of them was up late at night reciting poetry and when he was about to fall asleep he felt an icy caress upon his cheek. On a different occasion both of them went downstairs to check out the garage/basement since the occupants described that part of the house as particularly creepy. According to them, when they go down there they always feel some sort of prescence or like somenone is watching them. While my cousins were inspecting the garage/basement, they opened the door to the boiler room, looked inside briefly then shut the door and as they stepped away they suddenly saw the door knob turn and shake as if someone was trying to get out. They got soo scared and frightened so they ran up the stairs and out of the basement as fast as they could. Other strange things have happened to them while they spent the night there and after there experiences in that house they are definitely no longer skeptical, but totally believe there is something there.
  It got to the point where my relatives were too scared to live in their own home. They became desperate and didn't know who to turn to so they sought religious help. They asked another cousin who was a deacon to see what he could do. Since he was only a deacon and didn't have much experience in these matters, he brought along two other priests from his church. They went from room to room praying or trying to exorcise whatever was there. They stated that as they went from room to room they felt cold gusts of air pass by and a very strong prescence, especially in the garage. While they were praying in the that area a black or dark mist rose up from out of no where and just hovered there. They kept reciting their prayers over and over and the mist or whatever it was vanished.
   Unfortunately, blessing the house didn't help and eventually our relatives moved out since the hauntings or whatever you want to call it did not stop. Our relatives later told us that there are new occupants of that house and we wonder if they are also experiencing strange occurences.
 



 Strange but True

By: bossk@peoplepc.com

My name is Steve and i'm from Cleveland Ohio. Everything that i tell you is absolutely true. It all started
when I was 18 yrs. of age. If I did not see half of it myselef I would mot believe it. My friends and I found
the paranormal very facsinating. We had no ghosts living in our homes so we went out looking for them.
We would ask ourselves " where do we find ghosts"?? We all heard rumors about places out side of town,
but most of them were a hoax!  A friend of mine was in Sandusky for the weekend near lake Erie with family.
He had met somebody out there at the camp grounds and they began talking about ghosts and the person
he met told him about this house in Vermillion that is most definitly haunted. It has been abandoned for years.
John was all excited to come back home to tell us all what he had learned! The day he came home is the same
night we all made way to this house in Vermillion. It took us a little over an hour to reach our destination. The per-
son john met had given him pefect directions! There were a total of 13 of us that evening and when we had finally found the place all of us were quiet. You could feel it! We all new we should never of went there. The house stood back from the street a little way. It was hard to find at first with all of the trees and brush that grew over the house. Most windows were missing and the house had a slight lean. There was a grand piano sticking half way in &out of the house. The gravel driveway could not be seen anymore (grass was 3 feet tall).We parked the cars in the street a little ways down and made way to the house. We stood outside for abuot 20 min. when we all decided to go inside. I knew it was not a good idea and i followed anyway.
We entered in through the back right above the cellar doors that lead into the basement. I think we were standing in what once was the kitchen. We walked down a small hallway into the living room. there was a firplace a broken chair and writing all over the wall writen in a forien languge you could see the other half of the piano all of the strings were sticking out. There was a pentagram painted perfect on the floor with candles at each of the 5 points. I wanted to leave. It was all still very quiet when a loud thud came from underneath us from the basement. We all jumped at least a foot high. Another friend of ours Brian We called him loony, was sort of crazy wanted to investigate. There was only one way into the basement and that was outside (the pantry doors) and they were still shut!! We all got scared and left!! The next day it was all we could talk about!! Ithought i would never go back. Two friend of ours who were there that night were in photography class in college had a project. Well they decided to shoot the house! Of course I went and there was only 5 of us this time!! The sun was setting and was almost dusk when we arrive, the house was as sick as ever!! They had all of their equipment set up in a matter of minutes and went to take the first picture when the flash did not work!! So Sean went to use his camera when his flash did not work either. They messed around with their camers for about 20 minutes before they gave up. They thought there was something wrong with the battery packs so we packed up and left. We got about a quarter of a mile down the road when the flashes started to work. There still was enough day light so we turned around. They took their cameras out again and the flashed did not wirk again!! Now we were all freaking out so we left again!! We got to the same place in the road where the flashes worked when they started to work again so like fools we turned one last time. We got about 50 yards away from the house when the flashes started to go off by themselfes!! We heard the same loud thud come from inside the house and we booked! While we were running my buddy was shooting pics. That night we went into his darkroom and developed 7 pics.
the rest did not come out. At first it seemed like they were just cools pictures if the house when John looked closer at one of the pics. and noticed a long face smiling down at us from one of the windows!! It definitly was not a mask because you could see through to the other side!! It had long pointy ears A wide smile glowing beaty eyes and a stubby nose. This was all real!!! We showed everybody the picture and with in days rumors started to fly around about us be devil worshipers. Some people were curious and wanted to come with us!! One day we decided to go there again. This time there was more of us. Walking up the drive way was sary enough when we all seen shadows moving inside the house spooked us out even more!! Right away a buddy got sick a threw up. At one time the moon was white but now redish-orange. Everything about the house was wrong!! I don't know how but we found courage to enter again. We explored every room hearing the same noises every wehere we went. You could definitly see shadows moving from one corner to the other. I felt like I was watching a horror movie And I was the star!! I left the house first and many followed! When we all grouped up every one was really scares and it was a good time to leave!! I know what I seen was real and I still talk about it to this day!! The place still haunts some of us and we don't even visit no more!! My best friends brother still travels there in his dreams and outerbody experiences. Like I was saying we explored every room in the house except for the attic. We could not get in, it was sealed shut!! But my friends brother would travel there out of his body. Along the way in his hazy dream he met a soul named mike. Mike led him to the attic of the house where he confronted a demon. The same deomon in the picture! Scott (buddy's brother) Told us all he lost his soul to this demon and would never get it back!! It is wierd that a couple of experinces can change one's life. Now Scott is into crystals and that sort of thing. He belives he can read others minds!! To this day he traveles back to the house,for what I don't know. One day Scott was in his mom&dad's living room talking to this Mike when his mom heard him talking and no one was there! She got all worried and went to find help! There was a psychic around the corner from our homes and they went there. The lady was taking care of a client in the back when they walked in and as soon as they sat down the lady came immediatly out and asked Scott to leave! Some how she knew there was an evil presence with him. They tried a psychiatrist but still no help. We still were curous about the house though. We had no explanation. Six of us went to the Vermillion Library And found out a lot of sick information about the house!! We learned that the kelm's were the only owners of the home and was abbandoned in the earky 20's. We found a small article that read something like the family adopted alot of children into there family and the MR. abused molested and killed most of the children in that house!!


   Jail House

By: HumphreyP@DFO-MPO.GC.CA
 

Some years ago i  lived in the city of Fort Wayne, IND There is an old
building downtown that once was a jail house used back in the 20's to the
50's.I been on a walk around self tour a couple of times.In the basement of
the museum is were the jail cells are.I was down there once with my mother
and we were looking at the jail cells. I stood in front of one of the cages
and got this really scary feeling that some one was on the floor trying to
reach up to me.It was a cold feeling in my body.I just knew some one had
died here and was still here trying to touch me.I asked my mother if any one
had died here.She told me two people had died in the jail many years
ago.After that i wanted to get out of there.It really was a sick feeling to
feel the dead.It was as if some one wanted help.I don't know if anyone else
ever had this happen to them at that historical museum.Some day i shall go
back and see if it happens again.
 



The Unexplained!

By: bahowey@hotmail.com
 
 

    In a small sized Indian gaming casino in the mid-west, strange things happen that are not readily explained.  The only ‘logical’ explanation is super natural doings.  Things have been happening for a long time.  Some people see things or hear things; other people hear or feel things.  The occurrence is not limited to any one area of the casino.
  Voices are heard in certain areas, calling a person’s name.  The individual will hear his or her name called but there is no one there that called the name.  The individual will look around and eventually continue on about their business.  This is noticed in the lounge area and the elevator area.
  Human like or partial humans will be observed in different areas.  Sometimes the image will be standing other times the image will be moving.  The image can look like a person, a dark shadow or sometimes a light colored shadow.  One example; on a New Year’s Eve drinks were being collected by a lounge waitress and a security officer.  The pair decided to take the elevator to the second floor instead of using the stair.  As the pair approached the elevator, a person was observed inside the elevator standing there as the doors were closing.  The waitress ran ahead to catch and hold the elevator.  The officer coming up from behind observed the person leaning on a cane, as the door closed.  The waitress hit the door button and the elevator doors opened and the waitress entered and held the door.  The officer arrived and asked where the person was.  The waitress advised that when she entered the elevator it was empty.  The officer advised that the door were closed and then started to open and the figure was still standing there.  There is no logical explanation to what happened to the elderly person in the blue windbreaker leaning on the cane.  Needless to say, the waitress would not take the elevator back to the main floor.
    The casino was remodeled during the last couple of years.  After the remodeling, several other incidents have been witnessed.  In the Security Office, which was once a change booth and then a check-cashing booth, is a door that will not stay open without coasting shut?  The only time the door does not coast shut is when there is shadows or the sounds of someone moving around in the weapons locker.  At different times, a dark shadow has been seen entering or moving about in the locker.  The chair to the Captain of Security’s desk will move and squeak as if someone is sitting in the chair.
   In the high limit slot area, a man has been observed sitting by a machine.  Later, the same man is observed either entering or leaving the casino.  Surveillance cameras show an officer talking to an empty chair; the officer when asked advised that there is a man sitting there that spoke with him.   Numerous times voices have been heard in the same area.  Laughing and the sound of a slot machine being played and coins dropping into the tray, and the officer posted in the area hears their name called to come and join them.
  A ladies restroom on the second floor will have the door locked and the sound of a toilet flushing can be heard or the sound of a crying person.  When the room is checked, there is nothing there.
  The elevator has been observed going to the second floor and the doors opening.  Then the lights come on as if the buttons had been pushed and the elevator will descend to the main floor.  The doors will open before returning to the second floor and the doors opening again.  The doors will then stay open for awhile, the doors will close and then the elevator will return to the main floor.  There is no one around the elevator area, first or second floor.
   In the gift shop area, the sound of cups clinking together can be heard.  A rack of cigarettes will suddenly move forward and then will crash to the floor.  A waste receptacle lid will sway back and forth or spin completely around with no one near it.
   On the catwalk, a shadow or a person will be seen standing and waving at people or moving from one end of the catwalk to the other.  Sometimes disappearing into a locked area.  The majority of the ‘sightings’ occur on the grave or late shift.
  Some people will talk about what they have seen or see, while others will not.  There have been a couple of people that have died in the casino in the last few years.  When the casino was built, human remains were found doing digging of the footings.  A reasonable explanation is welcome, if there is none.  Then the people that believe and or see the happenings will continue to believe in GHOSTS.



The Storm Footsteps!

By: girl_on_fire@gurlmail.com

  My mom and dad had gone out for their 11th aniversery.This is when my two older
sisters used to live at home.Me and my other younger sister wanted to watch a movie.We
were getting a little scares because it started to storm.When we watched
about a quarter of the movie the lights went out.And I was about 10yrs old then so all
I did was curl up in a little ball and try to hide.Then we heard our two older sisters
say,hey you guys come up here with us if your scared.So me and my sister tried to
find our way through the pitch black darkness to get to the stairway.Finally we saw
a light and it was one of our sister's candles lit.So we got upstairs in their room.One
of my sisters and my youngest sister were in the corner on the bed away from the
door.Me and my other oldest sister were kindof  by the door playing a game called
20 questions.All of a sudden me and my other sister heard these footsteps coming
up the steps.Then we were like,hey you guys do you hear something?They both said,
no,what are you talking about!!It seemed like the footsteps were just in one place,so
we finally told my other two sisters to quick come over there to listen.But no,they
didn't hear a thing.Here's another thing,when me and my other older sister were
younger we both saw what we call,the devil of my dad.I was not born yet when she
saw it.Then when I was the same age as she was when she saw it,I saw it too,the
same thing,that devil.Knowone else in our family saw it.So thats what we think we
heard,the devil coming up the stairs.And thats why WE only heard it,cause nobody
saw it when they were younger.So my other sister that heard it grabed her metal bat,
opened the door and swung but there was not anyone there.So we all gathered up,
(cause we got out other sisters scared by telling them we heard footsteps) and went
downstairs.And then,my mom and dad pulled in,when they came in we were like,
thank god you guys are home,we heard footsteps!!!Of course out parents didn't
believe a word we were saying.So my dad tried to calm us down.And this is why I
am TERRIFIED of storms.



Northern Ireland Experience
 

By: JAMES_MC_GOWAN@HOTMAIL.COM

My name is james Mc Gowan i live in town in county fermanagh in Northern Ireland my story starts one night when i was 13 years old this is was when I started to have these experences the experince i had was of a phsyical nature i was lying in my bed when i heard the first nose it was coming from the stair case i made nothing of it the first
night but the next night the was a completely different expericence as the noises grew larger like fotsteps i went out to the landing there was nothing there but the noises everyone else was asleep except me and my father which suffers from the problem, after a hour or so they stopped then i tried to get to sleep but couldn't the all of a sudden I couldn't move my legs a few moments later a weight feel onto my legs like a body weight in doing this it forced me up this scared me at the time now being 17 years old i still feel a presence inside the room now as i type this i can the presence moving around i feel them everyday but if I teel somone this only get laughed at they think i am lying or just imaging it but i am not, if anyone outthere has ever felt this please e-mail me at ames_mc_gowan@hotmail.com these feeling are real and verymuch here in our lives people that feel these things are not freaks or stupid we are special dont let anynone tell you other wise follow your own path, let your mind guide you, only once I have ever seen a ghost or phenonemon of this kind but i have felt them uncountable amount of times in rooms schools and old buildings have you ever felt the goosebumps as i like to call them thats it
or you walk into a room and its so cold that you cant warm even with the heating on thats them only certain people can feel this and its the only time i have ever said or sent this to anyone as i know this might be a place where i dont get laughed every time i walk in the street, I see people looking at me speaking behind my back afraid of what i have said because they dont understand what its like they are afraid of what they dont understand my addres here in enniskillen is 1chanterhill park co.fermanagh northern ireland bt74 4bg i would like someone to contact me on this issue as there is no one here for me talk to oh and one more thing i said earlier that my father had the same problem he even has them now he woke every morning in his house of 8 or more to find the table set and layed he heard the same as i do now every night and now i have inherited this i am not ashamed of what i have i am proud


The Severed Arm

By: susan_h@postoffice.pacbell.net

Thanks for your site. I am really enjoying it!! I do have one
experience to share with you...

It was about three weeks before my wedding. I was trying to take a
nap in the bedroom I shared with my fiance. It was early evening, so
it wasn't too dark yet.  I had my eyes open, and something caught my
eye above the bed. It looked like an opaque arm, severed below the
elbow. In its hand, it was holding a long stemmed rose. The entire
image was opaque--I couldn't make out any color.  But, the image
glowed brightly. It descended from near the ceiling, and placed the
rose on the pillow next to my head. I had never seen a ghost, or any
vision before, so I wasn't sure if this was real. I immediately  ran
out of the room, telling my fiance what had happened. He ran to the
bedroom, and got a flashlight. He looked in the closet, under the
bed, out the window, etc. I thought it was funny that he was looking
rationally for something which was irrational. Three days later my
mother died.


The Passenger

By: sydlen@hotmail.com

I would like to share a story that has been haunting me for over 15 years
and I would really like to get some sort of explanation or any kind of
feedback to this experience...
I was 18 at the time, it was midsummer and early in the afternoon. I was
driving my Volvo singing to myself on my way to a party. Taking a shortcut
thru a very rural and wooded area.
Out of nowhere came this feeling of a passenger right behind me in the
backseat, it felt so close as it was almost breathing down my neck and it
was EVIL. I have had my share of meeting ghosts and other stuff but this was
nothing close to it, this was something very different and so scary I was
certain my life was in danger. The air was so thick I couln't breathe and
not for all the money in the world I could have looked in the review mirror
to see what was in the back seat.
This maybe lasted for about 2-3 minutes and then it was all gone - just like
that. I have never ever been so scared in my life as during those 2 minutes
and I have no explanation to it. Been up and down that road 100 of times
since then but never picked up another passenger. I always had an uneasy
feeling around that place since, but not exactly sure if it's just me or if
it is the place itself. Gives me the creeps just to think about it.
Anyone out there had an experience like this??


The Party in My Attic

By: elizabeth_m_singer@loveable.com

One summer when I was about 11 or 12 years old, my parents, my little sister, 2 of my older sisters and myself moved into this old gray house in Northern Indiana.  It had a cement sidewalk that went around to the back of the house and at the back be the door there was a date and 2 foot prints and a hand print.  The date was about 1810 if I remember correctly.  It has been at least 10 years since this has happend.  Anyway, right before we moved in my 2 older sisters wanted to stay the night at the house.  So they did.  They felt real uneasy after being there for a while.  They sat on the floor back to back wishing they hadn't done this.  All of the sudden they heard a loud banging noise coming from the basement.  They  called the police from the neighbors house.  After the police checked everything out and found nothing they left.  Once again, my sisters, still scared out of their mind sat on the floor.  They heard it again.  So once again they called the police.  They showed up and stuck around a while to see if maybe they could hear it.  About 15 minutes or so later they heard it.  One of the police officers told them that it was just the old furnace in the basement making noises.  My sisters had a good laugh and finally drifted off to sleep.  When we were finally moved in and settled down I wanted to really check the place out.  In my room there was a walk-in closet about 12 feet in length and on the left right inside the door was a smaller door that we assumed led to the attic.  I felt very odd everytime I had to go to the closet.  One night my little sister decided that she was going to sleep in my bed with me.  Of course being the brave sister I was I picked up my little book of ghost stories and began to read a story entitled 'Phone Calls From A Ghost'.  All of the sudden, the light in the hall way began to flicker, it was the light we were using to read the book by.  We got scared and I threw the book out my bedroom door.  We laid there talking wondering what caused that to happen when we began to hear music and lots of voices coming from the attic.  I could hear a child running around and laughing also but my sister says she didn't hear that.  We decided to go downstair and sleep in her room that night.  A few weeks go by and 1 of my older sisters bought a Ouija Board.  My mom didn't like the idea of it being in her house because her mother always told her they were of the devil.  But, being a little curious herself we all sat down and watch as my mother and older sister began to play the 'game'.  The spirit in the board said his name was Gule. I'm not sure who it would be pronounced but I remember how it was spelled.  We asked it some silly questions and then my mom asked it a more serious question about if one of us was going to die, when, and how.  The board told her something, she wouldn't tell us, then she got really mad at this spirit and began calling it names. The little device that you put your hands on began moving around the board really fast in a figure 8 patter, no one was  touching.  Then it flew off the board and sail across the front room into the dining room.  My mom told my sister to get it out of her house and never mention anything about what had happend.  But, she didn't take it out.  She just put it in the closet in my room.  One night, me and my little sister deiced that we were going to be gypsies.  So we got our crystal ball which was nothing more then an electric candle with a blue bulb, and sat in the play room and turned off all the lights.  My mom was the only one home and she was down stairs.  We sat next to the candle and began chanting "Oh spirits, if you are here give us a sign."  "We want to know who you really are, and why your here"  Over and over we chanted.  Just then, I felt this cold chill.  the window were closed and it was mid-summer.  The bulb in the candle flashed and then went out and I heard someone whisper, "I'm here".  It sounded like a child's voice.  Then the hall light flashed twice and then stayed on for about 5 or 10 seconds and went out.  My sister and I ran down the stairs, across the dining room and into the front room to where my mother was sitting reading a book.  We asked her if she flashed the lights just now and she said now.  See, my mom can't walk very well, she can't run or walk fast either.  So she wouldn't have been able to get to the stair well, flash the lights, and get back to her seat in time before we made it down the stairs.  She didn't even notice the lights flash.  Needless to say we didn't go back upstairs.  The next weekend I stay with my friend Robin.  I didn't say anything about what was going on in our house.  My mom and little sister were home alone.  During the night my sister woke up because she heard a woman scream. She ran to moms room and woke her up and told her. Mom called the police.  They showed up, checked everything out, nothing. After my mom got her calmed down and they both fell asleep my sister heard the screaming again.  So, once again mom called the police.  They still didn't find anything.  I wanted to find out why all this stuff was happening so I began to ask around.  A few of the neighbor hood kids got together and helped me find out.  Of course they thought my sister and I were crazy.  Then my friend Erin talked to the lady at the library.  She told Erin what happend and then Erin came to my house to tell me.  We were standing outside the house on the side where my room is below the window in my walk-in closet.  She told me that there was a mom, dad, and child who lived here a long time ago.  One evening after school the little boy was up in his room, (which was the same room I had at the time).  The mom was standing in the hall talking to him when the dad came home.  He was drunk and told her tom come down.  She looked at the boy and told him not to come down.  He could here his mom and dad yelling and then all the sudden he heard his mom scream and she just kept screaming.  He ran down the stair and into the kitchen.  There was blood everywhere.  And his dad was still stabbing her in the chest and stomach. He turned to the boy and siad you're next.  He ran up the stairs and locked himself in the attic.  The dad took the mothers body and went down to the basement.  In the basement there was a little cubby hole in the wall.  Inside that hole was another hole.  He put her in the second cubby hole and went after the boy.  He kicked the attic door open and when he found the boy he began stabbing him a little at a time just enough to make him bleed a little.  The neighbors heard the boys screams and called the police.  The dad took the boy, still screaming, and went down to the basement and climbed into the 2nd little cubby hole and finished killing the boy.  He then took his own life.  After Erin finished telling me the story I looked up at my window and it was like I was looking at a family photo.  I could see the mom, dad and boy looking down at me.  She was wearing a whitish sweater, the dad was wearing over all and a plaid shirt, and the boy was wearing a pair of overalls and a plain t-shirt.  They looked happy.  Then I looked at Erin who didn't seem to notice them and I looked back and they were gone.  After everyone went home and I could sit and tell my mom about it, who didn't believe me anyway, I began putting things together.  The childs voice in the attic, the woman screaming, the banging in the basement.  I know it couldn't of been the furnace, it was the middle of summer and there wasn't a need for the furnace to be on so it wasn't in use.  I still had little visits from the family but nothing as bad or as horible as what they went through when they were alive.


The Old Farm

By: andrew110@bigpond.com

I would like to share an experience that happened in our old Farm house about 10 years ago. The house has had a history of strange goings on the earliest noted in the 1940's an old lady who lived on the place fell down the back stairs and died before she was found . A friend of Dads Dooly Collins was only a boy at the time and used to do a bit of odd work at the place came out to visit and seen old Mrs Richards was waving at him from the house gate as he entered the gate at the front paddock then turned and went inside at this time she had been gone for about a week.Dad bought the Farm in 1961 the house always has had a happy homely feeling about it and no one in our immediate family experienced any thing. A couple of years after moving in I was born and my cousin Bill was out helping Dad out and sleeping in the same room my cot was in awoke to see a little old Lady with a bonnet on leaning over my cot looking at me I was born in 1962 Bill would have been about 17 at the time and still wont sleep in the house to this day .Another time Dads sister Aunty Aileen was visiting and was sleeping in the same room in the early 80's an awoke with a heavy weight pushing on her chest and tried to yell out but couldn't and was very shaken by the experience there were children in the room again at this time also. My first and only odd experience happened in 1990 it was Halloween eave Ravenswood always has a Dance on this time every year and people from all around the district attend as its a good old time Dance. We had a house full of guests our cousins Tommy and Elaine from Normanton and their kids , Ernie and Bev from Homehill and my cousin John and his Girl friend Karen from Ayr . I usually like to go to the dance but our Daughter Elsie was only 4 months old so we decided to stay home and baby-sit toms kids so they could have a night out free of kids.John and Karen decided to stay home as well with Dianne and myself and play cards .We had put the children to bed Elsie and Toms Kids were in separate rooms with a door adjoining the rooms we were talking and playing cards downstairs when we heard footsteps going from one room to the other as the rooms are directly above the kitchen which has no ceiling the footsteps were as plain as day at first I thought the dogs are in the house as we were all downstairs John and I went to investigate but found the doors closed on checking the children we found them all asleep it was then I remembered I had put a cupboard in front of the door in the adjoining rooms to give tom and Elaine a bit more privacy so nobody could have walked between the rooms.We went back downstairs and were laughing about ghosts when the footsteps sounded again John looked at me and I looked at him then grabbed the torch to investigate again but found nothing the rest of the night passed without any other incidents I firmly believe in ghosts now .We still own the old place although I don't live there any more as I left to find work and better schooling for our children my brother still lives there with his family and we visit often and the place still has a friendly feel about it but my hair still stands up when I remember that night.


The Monk

By: springerspaniel@snip.net
 

It was about midnight. The room was pitch balck, and in the moonlight I saw a very tall thing. It had on a brown cloak, and pointed to the window. I was not scared, but as I was about to freak, it turned and ran through the bedroom door. I was shocked. I only saw it twice, and have never seen it since.



The Kid and The Mist

By: camzee@hotmail.com

Well, im 26 years old, and have a trailer out at Redberry Lake, but in order
to get there you have to turn off the highway and drive down an old back
country road that hardly anyone uses.  Its about a 30min drive and about
15min into the drive, I passed what looked like a little boy standing on the
side of road, Not to mention it was about 2am, so I slowed down and looked
back but there was nobody there, so I figured it must have been a stump or
something so I started on my way, then about 2 seconds later a really white
misty fog was blowing around but there was no wind. I started to drive a bit
faster and then from out of nowhere a deer just ''appeard'' Righ infront of
the car and scared the shit out of me cause the eyes were glowing in an
eerie way. The deer would not move so I tried to drive around it but the car
was to big ( it was a skinny road and I was driving an 82 buick, a big car)
then the deer just ran into the bush.   The next day I was driving past the
very same spot and there was the same deer just staring at the car.



The Jockey

By: bogonmoth@hotmail.com

This story was told to me by my mother.
She works at a nursing home in the Blue Mountains, Australia.
For some reason a few days before the death of a resident, a man in black
appears.
Early one morning while my mother was doing her shift, she was on her way to
the pan room when she saw it for the first time. She said it was about 4ft
tall, and was wearing a bowlers hat. He was dressed in black and had no
features.The figure was sitting in a chair. My mother thought she was seeing
things, and paid no attention to this. On her way back from the pan room,
the figure was still there! This really freaked her out so she went
downstairs and told the head nurse. The nurse told my mother that this
figure was always seen a few days before someone passed away, and they had
named it "The Jockey" because of it's size. She said she had no explanation
as to what it was, and that some of the other workers had also seen it.
A few weeks after this, my mother was going about her normal duties when she
saw this figure again. This time it was standing beside a wardrobe in one of
the resident's rooms. It so happens that the room the figure appeared in,
was of a lady who was sick with cancer. Surely enough, a few days after
this, the lady passed away.
Over the past two years, this figure has been seen a number of times by
different workers, with someone passing away after it is seen.
A friend of my mums who works there, told her one night while he was doing
his shift, he saw the jockey standing at the sink washing it's hands! He
stood there for a few minutes and watched it, then it disappeared.
The nursing home was built in the 1850's and it's believed to have been a
hospital before this. Mum said that the second floor of the home also has
some sort of entity there, and some of the nurses refuse to work up there at
night.
I hope you enjoyed reading this story.
feel free to email me at bogonmoth@hotmail.com


Very Scarey

By: mosie@pivot.net

My name is Maureen .  I live in ME with my husband and three children, all boys, Zachary, Jonah and Elijah.  My husband and I married in 1991 and in 1993 we decided to buy a home.  I never shared with my husband that I was "sensitive", that I sometimes "saw", "felt" or "heard" things that others did not.  Not until 1993 that is.  We first looked at an absolutely beautiful farmhouse.  It was wonderful but you couldn't have paid me any amount of money to live there.  When I first looked at the house, even before getting out of the car, I "knew" there was more to this house than what could be seen.  We went inside, looked around and although both my husband and I loved it, we chose not to buy it for a number of reasons.  My number one reason though was because whatever was there, which was unseen, was evil.  You, rather I, could feel it.  My husband, who is quite a skeptic regarding the supernatural even said to me, before I said anything to him, that the house seemed to have spirits that weren't going to welcome anyone.  I then told my husband not only my take on the house itself, but how I've always "been".  Needless to say, he wasn't impressed and he was a little "freaked out".  Regardless, we soon looked at another home.  We walked in and we just fell in love with it.  I also, once again, "felt" that something was in this house but I didn't at all feel threatened by it and I also didn't say a word to my husband.  We bought this particular home and we've been here for almost eight years now.  This is where it all begins.....
I always felt "them" here but they hadn't made themselves known to me.  At this point in time, it was myself, my husband and Zachary.  One particular day I was washing the dishes in the kitchen.  Directly off the kitchen is a bedroom which at that time was being used as my sons playroom.  The door was shut to the room, my husband was at work and my son was at pre-school.  I was the only one in the house.  I heard children behind me saying, "Mommy?  Mommy?  Mommy!"  I didn't even turn around because I knew that whatever it was that I was feeling was finally making itself known to me and that they were children.  After hearing this, I continued doing the dishes and I heard them in the playroom playing, laughing and just having a great time.  I finished up the dishes, went into the playroom and sat down.  I saw nothing, I heard nothing but I felt them.  I knew that they were there.  I told them that they are certainly welcome here, that they were here first but that they were dead and they truly needed to go to the other side and I was certain they would find their mother there because I wasn't their mother.  I told them about the other side, about God, about Christ and heaven and I encouraged them to look toward the light and to follow it and it would lead them to heaven.  I also told them though, that if for some reason they couldn't or wouldn't go on to the other side, they were welcome here on one condition, that they didn't freak me out!  I know it sounds strange but I felt like they understood me and agreed and I also knew that they weren't leaving.  I continued hearing the children.  I started to hear them cry sometimes and call out to me, who they truly believe is their mother and I would once again tell them that I'm not their mother and that everything would be okay.  I never mentioned a word to my husband.  One night after putting my son to bed my husband and I were sitting reading.  I was hearing the children playing but I was keeping it to myself.  My husband put his book down and asked me if I heard "that".  I asked him what he was hearing and he said, "It's like children playing at recess or something."  I then told him about my experiences with the children and once again, he wasn't impressed.  The children had never shown themselves to me until one night in particular, but I still didn't see all the children, only two, beautiful girls.  I knew of the children yes but I wasn't willing to admit to myself that I was now feeling "uncomfortable" at certain times because of a male presence.  Just as I know there is good, I know there is evil.  I was in bed one night and I WAS NOT ASLEEP.  I was pregnant with my second son and he was moving about and I was in awe at the feeling inside of me so I KNOW I was not asleep.  I was lying there when I suddenly got very cold.  I looked to my left and I saw demons coming towards me.  I swear to you, I saw demons coming towards me.  I looked in front of me and at the end of my bed were two beautiful, young girls dressed in 1800 era clothing, with their backs towards me, kneeling and praying.  I was terrified and in awe at the same time.  I knew they were praying for me.  I looked and still saw the demons, I looked and the two girls were still there so I tried with all my might to keep my eyes on them.  Knowing they were praying for me helped my fear so I kept looking at them.  They never turned toward me and then they just disappeared.  I looked and I no longer saw the demons.  That was the first time I saw these two girls.  I still thank them for their efforts today.  They were beautiful.  They're not the only children here though, they're the ones that allowed themselves to be seen.  The children seemed to stay in the playroom, which is now my oldest sons bedroom but they seem to have wandered a bit.  I'll now sense, feel and hear them in the living room as well.  The only time I saw them upstairs was the night in which I told you about.
Another spirit we have in the house is down in my basement.  He seems to stay on my husbands side of the basement, his workshop.  I'll go downstairs to do laundry or go work in my craft room and I'll feel him, I'll sense him.  I do not like him at all.  He doesn't scare me or even try to scare me but he just doesn't "feel" peaceful.  So, I made the same deal with him that I made with the children.  Do not freak me out!  Sometimes though I will start feeling a bit on edge.  I'll be doing the laundry and when doing so my back is turned toward the workshop and I'll know he's there.  I just get such an uneasy feeling and one time in particular it got to intense for my liking so I told him he was freaking me out and I reminded him of our deal.  I immediately felt the intense feeling subside a bit.  He stays in the basement, he doesn't wander around the house.
There is another spirit, male, but he really hasn't made himself known to me for quite some time.  I ended up getting very angry with him and told him just what I thought of him and of him being in MY house.  Since that time I haven't felt him more than three or four times.  He was the voyeur type.  I would always, since the day I moved in the house, feel him watching me shower, dress, undress and I'm sorry for being so personal but even while my husband and I made love.  It got to the point where I didn't want to be intimate with my husband because I felt so uncomfortable with his "prying eyes".  Like I mentioned though, he really hasn't been around since my "head fit" on him.  :)
There is another male spirit, an older one.  He is very unpleasant in my opinion.  I first felt him while cleaning my sons bedroom.  The temperature in the room dropped so quickly I couldn't believe it!  He likes to taunt me.  I again made the same "deal" with him and he most of the time abides by it but sometimes he doesn't.  For instance, just the other night all three of my children had gone to Cub Scouts with my husband.  Again, only me in the house.  Well, I feel him behind me.  I feel him trying to taunt me.  I somehow "know" he's just looking for a reaction.  Well, after fifteen minutes of this, he got a reaction.  He reacted to me by going into the kitchen and slamming open and shut the cupboard doors.  I went back to the computer and felt him behind me again.  I once again told him he just needed to get the heck away from me and I "saw" him in my minds eye turn around, walk over to my rocking chair, put his hand on his chin with a little (sinister) grin on his face.  I just went on doing what I was doing and he eventually got up and walked back out into the kitchen while I heard his footsteps the entire way.  This man (spirit) also likes to go outside of my house.  We have two decks attached to my house.  A covered deck is on the kitchen side and not only have I seen him walking there, back and forth, but so has my husband.  The other deck goes off of our living room and surrounds to the front of the house.  We both have seen him walking on this deck also.  He just walks back and forth, pacing, as if thinking about something.  Just a little note:  My husband and I both saw "something" while we lived in our condo before buying our house.  This spirit is the same spirit in my belief.
Another spirit in my home is an older lady.  I absolutely adore her.  She is comforting and soothing.  I'll sometimes get very down and whenever I feel this way I'll feel her with me.  I love having my blankets tucked in tightly around me in bed.  When I'm down, basically having a pity party, she'll tuck me in.  I can't see her but I feel her.  I feel her presence, I feel the blankets move and I see the blankets move.  Sometimes she'll sit at the end of the bed until I fall asleep.  I feel blessed that she's here.
There is another "spirit" here but he isn't a spirit, he's an angel.  I want to tell you this story because eventually Zachary, my oldest child will become a key factor in why I wrote to you.  I told you we'd be here for quite some time!  :)  The same month that my husband and I moved into our house he had a terrible truck accident.  He was in his truck, unconscious and a "man" who is about my size, let's just say petite, dragged my 300 pound husband out of his truck (my husband lifts weights, a lot of weights :).  He woke my husband up while he was still lying on the road waiting for the ambulance to arrive.  My husband has told me that when the ambulance arrived, this "man" was nowhere to be found.  I was walking into work (I was still working at the time) and I got "the phone call".  It was awful.  I got to the hospital and there stood the state trooper waiting to talk to me.  My husband was in X-Ray because he wasn't having any feeling on his right side.  The nurses told me that he would be in X-Ray for quite some time so I decided to take a walk and go have a much needed cigarette.  I took a certain way through the hospital that I don't think many people know about (I was in labor with Zachary for 39 hours, I know every inch of that hospital :) and I ended up outside where no one else was.  I hadn't told anyone where I was going, simply that I would be back in about 15 minutes.  I was standing by the door when a "man" came out and simply said to me, "Hello Maureen.  I'm the man that helped your husband and I just want you to know that he will be okay."  That was it!  I was still looking at him and he was gone.  POOF!  My family has very strong Christian beliefs and we're very steadfast in them.  I knew he was angel, not a man.  My husband was okay.  They even released him that night.  The "man" that I saw wore jeans and a sweatshirt with a blondish-gray beard.  Jason, my husband, couldn't remember what he wore.  Something else that happened, which leads me to my son is one night I asked my husband to make me a cup of coffee (instant).  He accidentally turned the wrong burner on which caused the bacon grease on the lit burner to catch fire.  The next thing I knew the kitchen was on fire.  At this time I had my second son and he was two where Zachary was four.  My husband yelled for me to take the boys out of the house and go out on the deck.  I did as he said, terrified of course but when I turned around after getting the boys out I was even more terrified.  MY HUSBAND WAS ON FIRE.  I don't (well, I do but I didn't at that time) know how he did it but he had gotten the kitchen fire out and he had gotten the fire out on his clothing with burns only on his hands which didn't even lead to scaring.  That night, after my husband came home from the hospital and I was tucking Zachary into bed he asked if I had seen "them".  I asked him who "them" was and he said, "The angels Mommy.  There were four angels surrounding the table helping Daddy put out the fire and they helped the put out the fire on his clothes."  What could I say?  I cried, told him to say his prayers and thank God for keeping us all safe and I went and did the same.  My point in telling you all of this?  I knew that night that Zachary could see, hear and sense some of the same things I could and I knew that he would eventually be telling me more of things he's seen.  He's now eight.  It's taken four years but he's proven me right.  Zachary told me the other night he was lying in bed and he looked and he saw a "little man wearing jeans and a blue sweatshirt with a beard type of thing."  A coincidence?  Nope, you can't convince me of it.
The reason for me writing to you in the first place is because of Zachary.  He to has seen the older woman, the one I love so much.  My son suffers from Bipolar and has had a difficult time of it lately.  He told me that he looked over to his desk and she sat in his chair, just looking at him, not scaring him in least.  He said he just "knew" she wouldn't hurt him.  But then he told me that he's also seen an old man who isn't very nice.  He hasn't done anything to scare Zachary with the one exception of showing himself to Zach.  The same man that I've seen and my husband has seen?  I think so.....  He also told me that he's heard the children.  He said it sounds like they're playing.  He has also said that he's seen them playing in our living room.  He can describe these things to me.  He told the "man" (the good one) was wearing jeans and a sweatshirt.  He described the older lady down to her boots!  He's described the children as wearing clothes, "like they wear on Little House And The Prairie."  The same children?  I do believe so.  Zachary has been having a very difficult time sleeping.  He now sleeps downstairs in the room which was once the playroom.  He told me just the other night that he doesn't want to hurt "her" feelings but he wishes that she would leave him alone so he could get some sleep.  I asked him if he's asked her to leave him alone and he told me that she comes over, tucks him in and he then falls right to sleep.  I had a talk with the woman.  I asked her to please leave Zach alone and that I know she's here to only help and comfort, but he's having a difficult time with it.  I "heard" her tell me that she understood and we agreed that she would still look after Zachary but she would wait until he was sound asleep.  He's now telling me that something else is waking him up.  He tells me that he feels like he's being watched all the time.  He sleeps in our room half the time to be perfectly honest with you, especially lately.  He's been calling me in every night telling me that "they" have been waking him up and he'll tell them to leave him alone and that, "sometimes they do, sometimes they don't."    My son as enough "issues" right now and I truly believe that some of his issues are not just from his Bipolar but from a reaction to a "negative" force.  Not the older woman, not the children but the old man.
I do feel that I need to share something else with you.  About two years ago I was speaking to an older woman friend of mine, telling her of the circumstances in my home and she referred me to a woman called Nischa who lives in California.  Nischa is a "healer".  Well, I wanted to know what the heck was going on in my house and why.  I wanted to know why I would have "flashbacks" in which I couldn't explain and I suppose I just wanted someone to validate me, my experiences and the fact that there are spirits here.  Now I made a deal with God a long time ago.  I promised God that I wouldn't speak to a physic, that I would trust what I hear Him tell me in my heart.  Well, I convinced myself that she was in fact a healer and not a physic but I think they intertwined while speaking to her.  What she told me was VERY interesting and I think you may find it interesting as well.
I spoke with Nischa on two separate occasions for an hour each time.  These are the things that she's told me.  Please bear with me, I told you I had a lot to tell you.  Please also keep in mind one very important factor - I did not tell her anything about anything.  She only knew that "things" were happening.  Okay, here's what she told me during our conversations:
- I had a male spirit who liked to watch me.  He was a lover from a past life that I lived in the 1800's.  I fell victim to his charms and soon became pregnant with his child and when he learned of the baby he of course declined any knowledge of my existence.  When my parents found out that I was pregnant, I was sent to relatives in Virginia where I gave birth to my baby who after a few months died of measles.  The relatives in which I stayed with were not nice to me nor were they sympathetic at all and basically treated me as if I were a slave.  I died at the age of 17 from being treated the way I had been by these relatives but also because of a broken heart from the loss of my child.  She then told me that the cemetery across the street from me, the baby's tombstone that I always go to but don't know why, that is my baby.  Okay, well, what can I say?  I didn't tell her there was a cemetery across the street from me nor did I tell her that I was always drawn to this particular baby's tombstone.  I didn't tell her that I felt a male presence always watching me (by the way, she said that the reason why he was here was because he felt I owed him something) nor did I tell her that I've always wanted to go to Virginia because I've always felt that I "belong" there and I did not tell her that I fantasize about living in the 1800's and that I somehow "know" I once lived during that time.  This particular male spirit she spoke of - he's the one I told you about.  The one that always watched me undress among other things.  Well after I found who he was and why he was here, I got angry.  I told him that I didn't owe him anything and he needed to leave because he wasn't welcome here.  After that his presence was SO strong that I wouldn't even take a shower without my husband in the bathroom with me.  One day though, I had to.  I felt him so close to me, as if he was in the shower with me.  I yelled at him again and I "heard" him just laugh.  Well didn't that make me angry!  That same night (now you're going get a kick out of this one) I was putting away the dishes.  I was putting the silverware in the drawer and I felt him behind me.  I could actually feel him breathing on my neck.  Well I had enough of him.  I took a fork and just started poking at the air!  I know, crazy, but I was really mad and fed up with him.  I just kept poking and told him exactly what I thought of him, what he once did and this is a different lifetime for me and I belonged to someone else so just LEAVE.  Well, like I mentioned earlier, since that time I've only felt him three or four times.  Whenever I feel him around I always tell him to just leave, he's not welcome and he usually does.
-I have an older woman in my house who is a distant aunt of my husbands.  She is here to look out for my family, to give them comfort and support.  Well, this certainly sounded familiar.
-There was an older man in my home in which believes that I am his daughter who during their lifetime would not allow him to see her children, his grandchildren.  He is very angry with me because of this.  The old man that likes to taunt me?
-The mother of the children in the house is also in the house.  She lost her children one day and had never found them before she died.  She is continuing to look for them.  Nischa said that this particular spirit is drawing on my "light" and that is why I suffer from depression.  She is taking my happiness and in turn, I am feeling her depression.  Well I didn't know anything about her but I will tell you that I never suffered from depression since I've moved into this house.  I have now been diagnosed myself with Bipolar.
-She said there were many children in the house and that they were simply "stuck" and they quite simply did not want to leave.  She tried having them go to the other side and she told me that she was "seeing" two of them leave but she didn't think they would stay gone.  She told me about five minutes later that the children were returning, they were running toward my home because it was safe and it was what they knew.  They would not leave no matter the circumstances.  I found this very interesting to say the least.....
-She then told me something very interesting, something VERY SCARY.  She told me that the wall in my bedroom was a "vortex to hell".  Well, you can just imagine what I was thinking when I heard this.  She told me that at one time my bed was positioned against this wall and I saw demons coming toward me and that what I saw was truth, not a dream.  She "cleared" this particular part of my house and she said that more than 1500 lost souls went toward the light but then an angry "man" realized what was happening and "slammed down a concrete cover to the hole".  Well, my bed was positioned on this particular wall the night that I saw the demons coming towards me and the two girls showed themselves to me.  My bed was also positioned on this wall the night that I heard the thundering footsteps racing up my stairs and the glass of water broke for no reason at all.  My bed was moved that night and will never again be put against that wall!
-She also told me that beneath the cemetery across the street is an old Indian burial ground.  Underneath the child's tombstone that I am always drawn to lye's an Indian man who doesn't care much for me.  She said he is in the basement of my house and that he will not wander.  Ok, at this point, I was sitting there with my mouth open, not believing anything she was telling me but at the same time knowing that it all made sense and therefore I did believe it.
-She told me that it wasn't my house itself.  She said it was the land in which it was on.  Now, the land long ago was all mill land.  This is true.  I didn't tell her this though.  Right behind my house is what I call a little "bog".  Just a tiny little body of water in which always gives me the creeps.  I do not allow my children down there because I simply feel evil when near it.  I of course did not tell Nischa of this bog but she told me.  She said that a man was responsible for the death of the children in my home and that they suffered their fate where this bog is.
-She said that my oldest son would soon be telling me of things that he's always seen.
-She said that my Grandfather visited my baby, Elijah, and that is what I hear when I hear Elijah playing and laughing and "talking" (baby talk of course) in his crib.
-She said that the spirits, all spirits are attracted to me and will follow me because of my "light" and the fact that I recognize their existence.  She said just as they will give to me, they will take from me.
She told me some other things but I don't think they really belong here.
Now, as far as the typical signs, we have them all.  The temperature will drop in the house.  Whenever I'm on the phone speaking of "them", the phone will cut out.  We will all experience cold spots.  We'll walk in the house after being gone and the lights will be on, the TV will be on and certain doors will be open.  Things will be moved to a different spot.  Things will be seen out of the corner of our eyes and things will always be heard.  The lights will flicker and sometimes, anything electronic will just "act weird".  My husband and I will sometime see "gray forms" wandering about.  This past Thanksgiving we had my parents over.  We were telling them of the things going on the house and all of a sudden a spatula that was behind me on the counter went flying!
I should also mention to you that my middle son, Jonah has been experiencing terrible nightmares.  Actually the doctors have called them night terrors.  Yes, I do realize that these are a common occurrence for children but I sometimes wonder if there's more to it.  Also, my "baby", my two year old Elijah will point to a particular place in the house, all different places at different times and say "ghost".  I also have two dogs and they will all of a sudden just go crazy.  They'll bark and bark and run around the house like there's no tomorrow.  Sometimes Jasper, my Golden Retriever will act as if he's "playing" with someone.  He'll be positioned as if he were jumping up on someone but being held and patted, in mid air I might remind you.
My husband, the skeptic isn't such a skeptic anymore.  After seeing some of the things he's seen he believes there are "others" here.  He has even been touched by a spirit here and he does not like that in the least.  He's just not used to it.  Sometimes I will have my hair pulled back from my face for me or I'll feel a hand on my shoulder, always comforting, never threatening.  He also has witnessed the lights flickering, the temperature drops, the phone cutting out, the TV acting weird, the lights being on when they were off and doors being open when they were shut.  He seems to think that I have control over these spirits so he's always telling me to make them stop.  He himself though has become somewhat sensitive I believe.  He is a contractor and he was working at an old mill not far from here.  He said there were spirits in this place and there was NO doubt about it.  He told me that he along with many other grown men wouldn't go up and down a particular staircase because of the sensation there.  One other thing that I should mention about my husband.  There was a period of time that he was hearing a male voice speak to him.  This voice would always tell him to do evil things.  It would sometimes tell him to do things to other people but also to himself.  One time in particular my husband was driving to work and the male voice told him to simply drive off the side of the road, that wouldn't be painful and he wouldn't have to work anymore.  Jason of course never acted upon any of these instructions but he did say that he sometimes felt as if he were in a trance when he heard the male voice.  My husband hasn't mentioned hearing him for quite some time now.
Just a little note:  The spirit on my husbands side of the basement will always let my dog outside.  I always keep Jasper on a lead whereas he isn't fixed and I don't want little "Jasper puppies" but if he should get downstairs, and even though the door is locked tight, he always ends up outside.  This doesn't impress me.
As far as things I've tried.  I'd done the white candle thing.  I've talked to them.  I've told them they were dead and they needed to go to the other side.  I've done this and I've done that.  My last effort was burning sage whereas I learned it is a "cleansing" herb.  Well, wrong thing to do.  After I burned the sage, I felt SO many spirits in my house it was unbelievable and the ones that were already here, weren't exactly thrilled that I would do such a thing.  I haven't burned the sage since.


The Dead Girl in the School Walls

By: scrossfield@semo.net

One day after Brittany and mine basketball game we were walking around the highschool. I was telling her about this girl that had died there and was buried in the walls somewhere, so we walked into a passage in the wall trying to see if we could find her. Then suddenly all the noise stopped and the cars on the highway wern't to be seen. We walked out the passage into the gym. We said, "IS ANYBODY HERE?" Nody answered. We stopped. We heard some girl crying. We walked into the locker room where it was coming from. We saw a glowing figure wearing a white dress, brown short hair, cold blue eyes, and white skin. When she saw us she floated to us and said help. Then she disappeared. It was really freaky.



THE ATTACK

By: supersxc22@hotmail.com

AS I SAID, I WORK IN A COPPER MILL AS A SECURITY GUARD.  PART OF MY ROUNDS
TAKES ME INTO THE MAIN OFFICE BUILDING WHICH USED TO BE A NAVAL BARRICKS IN
THE 20'S AND 30'S.  ON ONE PARTICULAR NIGHT, MYSELF AND ANOTHER GUARD WENT
OVER TO THE BUILDING TO PHOTOGRAPH SOME DAMAGE THAT WAS DONE TO A WALL BY A
MOVING VENDING COMPANY.  STANDARD PROCEDURE SAYS THAT TO TAKE A TEST PHOTO
TO MAKE SURE THE CAMERA IS WORKING AND IT WORKED.  BUT WHEN WE WENT INSIDE,
IT JAMMED.  MY CO WORKER CLAIMS TO HAVE A "GIFT" CALLED AVAIL OR SOMETHING
LIKE THAT AND ALL OF A SUDDEN THE SPOT WE WERE IN GOT ICE COLD.  SHE SAID
STOP PLAYING AROUND WITH US AND THEN WE HEARD HEAVY FOOTSTEPS UPSTAIRS.  AT
THAT TIME, WE DECIDED THAT IT WAS HIGH TIME TO LEAVE.  AS WE QUICKLY WALKED
TOWARDS THE DOOR, SHE TURNED TO SAY SOMETHING TO ME AND SHE SAW ME GET
PICKED UP AND THROWN AGAINST THE WALL BEHIND US ABOUT 4 FEET.  THEN I FELT
SEVERE PRESSURE ON MY CHEST AND I COULDNT BREATH.  SOMETHING WAS HOLDING ME
ON THE FLOOR AND CHOKING ME.  THIS "THING" LEFT MARKS AND BRUISES ALL OVER
MY CHEST AND NECK.  THE OTHER GUARD WAS YELLING SOMETHING AND THEN ALL OF A
SUDDEN THE PAIN AND PRESSURE STOPPED AND I COULD BREATH AGAIN.  MY PARTNER
HAD TO DRAG ME THE REST OF THE WAY TO THE DOOR BECAUSE I COULDNT STAND ON MY
OWN.  JUST AS SHE WAS DRAGGING ME THROUGH THE DOOR I WAS RIPPED FROM HER AND
WAS ASSAULTED AGAIN.  THIS TIME, THE OTHER GUARD SAID THAT THERE WAS A TYPE
OF FOG OR MIST THAT WAS VISIBLE OVER ME AND CLEAR AROUND ME.  I THOUGHT THAT
MY PARTNER HAD LEFT ME TO FEND FOR MYSELF, BUT IN FACT SHE SAID SHE WAS
TRYING TO PULL ME AWAY AND OUTSIDE BUT WAS UNABLE TO BECAUSE EVERY TIME SHE
GOT HER HANDS ON ME THEY WERE TORN AWAY.  IT FELT LIKE I HAD A THOUSAND
POUNDS HOLDING ME ON THE STAIRS BECAUSE ONCE AGAIN I COULDNT BREATH. AFTER
WHAT SEEMED LIKE AN ETERNITY, THE ATTACK STOPPED AS SUDDENLY AS IT BEGAN AND
I CRIED FOR ABOUT 4 HOURS NON STOP.  I AM CRYING RIGHT NOW BECAUSE OF THE
EMOTIONAL STRAIN IT HAS PUT ON ME.  I ALSO FIGHT FIRES SO IT TAKES A LOT TO
SCARE ME BUT I WAS SCARED FOR MY LIFE THAT NIGHT.  IVE ALWAYS THOUGHT I SAW
THINGS WHENEVER I WAS INSIDE A DEVISTATING FIRE BUT I NEVER REALLY BELIEVED
IT UNTIL NOW.  IT STILL SCARES ME TO THIS DAY.  AND WHEN THIS WHOLE ORDEAL
WAS OVER WITH AND I CALMED DOWN SOMEWHAT(AFTER ABOUT 10 CIGGARETTES) WE
REALIZED SOMETHING.  THE OTHER GUARD WASNT ATTACKED AND SHE WAS WEARING A
CROSS, BUT I WAS ATTACKED, AND I WASNT WEARING A CROSS.  DOES THIS REALLY
MAKE A DIFFERENCE?  AND THE THINGS HAPPEN ONLY IN THE MAIN BUILDING AND NO
WHERE ELSE.  CAN "THEY" LEAVE THE BUILDING?  OR ARE THEY TRAPPED IN THERE.
THIS IS THE FIRST TIME THAT IVE BEEN ABLE TO TELL ANYONE ABOUT MY ORDEAL.
THANK YOU FOR TAKING YOUR TIME TO HEAR ME OUT.


That's My Ghost

By: Lynn85lv@cs.com
 

okay uh--I don't know where to start....
My mother tells me of a man (she tells me she just can sense its a male) who
walks through our hallway and sits on the edge of her bed. She tells me that
she knows that he is staring at her and then sometime later get up and walk
to our sunroom and disappear. I have several times stayed up late because I
am not able to fall asleep and hear footsteps through our kitchen to the
bedrooms. I once looked up and in the shadows of the kitchen I saw a dark
figure. I never screamed because for some reason he made me feel at ease. I
couldn't get a good look at him because it was so dark but the outline of
him
made me know he was a man. Whenever I see him though I am frozen and
motionless for some time until he decides to walk through the hallway and
disappear. My mom once told me of someone hanging themselves in a house. She
wasn't sure if it was our house or the one that got burnt down awhile back
before we moved here. Our house is well over 100 years old. I don't know the
history of it but if I never know what this thing is I wouldn't care. I
actually think he is a joy to have around. He brings me some comfort, except
when he turns the radio up too loud. Thats how I know what his favorite
songs
are!! Any way that is my ghost....


Tabatha's Ghost/Spirit

By: ylynn@gte.net

When I was around ten(10) years old I was visited by what looked like my vision of Satan himself and to this day I still remember it as if it had happen last night.   I had a double wooden closet door in the bedroom that I shared with my baby sister.  This closet was to the right / foot our bed and every night a black shadow would stand at the foot of my bed.  This figure was tall, evil looking and feeling. For for several weeks I was scared to go to bed for it was alwaystanding there watching me from outside my closet.My sister either didnt see or never mentioned for she was but two(2)years old.I finally had enough, I went to my mother and explained what I was seeing.  She and a neighbor prayed and oinoted our house and especially my room.  After that this figure was gone.  I am 30years old and to this day when I visit my parents house and stay the night, I sleep in the same room but always with the closet door shut.



Strange House

By: WinterFairy3000@aol.com
 
Ever since i was little I've believed my house was haunted. I've been in this
house for 12 years and ever since I could remember I've seen some pretty
strange things in there. It all started around 9 years ago when I was 6 years
old. I've always seen lights zipping across the room out of the corner of my
eye for the longest time. Around two or three years ago was when I saw a
black figure in my house. My friends were spending the night and we were in
the living room. We were talking when I had the feeling that I should look
behind me but the feeling was scary so instead I looked into my tv (it was
right in front of me and would show things behind me. And it was off) and
standing behind me was a black figure so I turned arund to see if anything
was actually there and nothing was there so I turned back to my tv to see if
the same thing was showing in the tv and the black figure wasn't reflecting
off it anymore, only me and my friends were. Well nothing liked that happened
for a while except the occasional creaking when I wasn't walking and I was
alone and a face in the wall. Well last year the black figure came back when
I was talking on the phone to my friend. I had that feeling again to look at
something so I turned my head slightly and there was the dark figure. I
couldn't make out of what it was but it did have it's own shadow for some
reason and I told my friend and was crying cause I had this scary feeling and
she was telling me to not look at it again and to turn on all the lights, but
the problem was that the figure was by the lights so I just sat where I was
and cried untill the figure dissapeard then I turned on every light I could
find. I haven't seen the figure since then.



Strange Happenings

By:only4kris@home.com

I have had some encounters with ghosts.  My husband and I have seen a ghost of a woman in a long dress at our first apartment in Bucks County, PA.  Not long after seening her, the tv would turn off by itself, the cd player would change a song and the tape player on the stereo would stop.  It was as if someone pushed the button.  Decorations in the apartment would fly off of the furniture as well.  Some of  our neighbors reported to me that they also seen a woman ghost and they were scared also.
    At times, my husband and I would see his step-father's ghost around the apartment complex.  I felt that this place  was one big ghost hang out!!
    We moved out of the apartment about a year later.  At times I see a ghost here and there but nothing like the experience I've had at our first(and very ghostly) apartment in Fairless Hills, PA(Bucks County).
 



The Girl

By: bernieeallen@hotmail.com
 

What this this is me passing on a story. The story being an incident that
occured to my grandfather. Let me begin by setting the scene. This occurance
happened in northern Queensland, Australia. (The best country in the world
lol) Nth Qld is a very hot and dry place. very aird as well, lots of bush
and not exactly an over-aboundance of civilisation.
He used to travel to work on horseback. It was a rather lengthy trip, around
an hour or so, give or take. One day he was travelling home and came accross
a little girl standing in the bush waving to him. He wondered why she was so
far in the forest and assumed she was lost so went up to her, only to freak
out when he realised he could see straight through her. He managed to gather
himself together and realised she was in fact pointing. She began to walk
away and he realised that she wanted him to follow her, so he did.
After around an hour or so of pursueing the girl he began to become
concerned as he was lost and the further he was travelling the more lost he
was becoming. Having said this, however, and against his common sense, he
continued to follow. Not too long after his little friend decided to vanish.
So there he was, alone, confused, lost and scared as the sun was quickly
giving way to night.
He decided to sit down and attempt to regain his bearings when he heard a
noise, albeit muffeled, coming from not too far away. Investigating, he came
accross a man who was trapped under his horse. the horse had suffered a
heart attack and came down on top of its passanfer, pinning him to the
earth. grand-dad freed the man from his predicament.
The man, very thankful and emotional, asked Grand-dad what he was doing in
the area as no one ever came out that way. My grand dad told him the story
of the girl and how he followed her. The man asked what she looked like to
which my grand dad replied. the man began to shake and turned white.
My grand dad asked what was wrong and he replied that that was his daughter,
who had died a week before.


Spirits

By: Zienowicz4@cs.com
 

Thru most of my adult life I have had several repeticious dreams that have
come true.
In March of 1975 I gave birth to a beautiful daughter.  When I fell asleep
that night, I vividly dreamt about losing a baby girl.  I heard
conversations, in reference to losing her, how sad everyone was, such a
tragedy and then I woke up.  My mother came into my hospital room right after
I awoke and I really thought I had lost my daugter.  I was insistant that
something had happened to her.  My mother  was confused and said everything
was alright, just a bad dream.  I ran to the nursery to check on her and sure
enough she was fine.  Then in 1983 I was pregnant.  Pregancy was normal,
except for the baby being in a breach position.  I knew it was a girl from an
ultrasound.  For some reason during the end of the pregnancy I felt inside
that I would never see her.  I knew something was wrong and it scared me.  I
wrote my husband a note expressing my fears and two days later I ended up in
the hospital, in labor, too early.  I lost a beutiful little girl on Feb. 6,
1983.  The placenta had abrupted and the hospital staff said there was
nothing they could do to save her, even though it took 11 hours for her to
die inside of me.
When I got home from the hospital I started having another strange dream.  It
was about a place where I would eventually move to - 3 years later.  Then in
1987 I had another strange dream about a baby, a different house, another
man, and flowers.  My first husband left me that same year.  It was meant to
be, it wasn't working.  In 1988 I met someone else, fell in love, and on
Oct 1,  1990 had a beutiful son, lived in the place I saw in  my dream and my
furniture was exactly like my dream,  with a floral print on it.  All of this
has had me bewildered for years.  I can't explain it to people because they
look at me weird.
I had one more dream in 1998, it came true also.  That was the last strange
dream that came true.  I haven't had any more.  Could my dreams be spirits
showing me what was to be, or God letting me know what the future would
bring.  I am not psychic in any way, that I am aware of.   I  suppose I will
never know why any of the dreams occured, and in a way  I  am happy about not
having them any more.
Last November I had to buy a used car because mine was totaled in an
accident.  I bought an older model convertable that was in great condition.
In December someone ran into the back of me and totaled the car.  Thank God,
no one was hurt but I was extremely upset because of all the damage to my
car.  I  kept the car for awhile because it was still driveable and because
of personal problems I couldn't afford another one.
In June of the same year I did get another car, or should I say "lemon" that
I bought from a private owner that had a psychic business.   The car was
impossible, from the very beginning, but I spent alot of money on it to fix
it.   I knew I was taken after I bought it but when you buy from a private
owner there are no returns.  Anyway, I still had the convertable parked
outside.   During that summer the woman I had bought the convertable from had
a tragic event happen in her life.  Her only son was killed in a car
accident.  After the accident I started hearing noises in my apartment late
at night.
Creaking, light footsteps especially down my hallway.  I was spooked but
chalked it up to my imagination getting away with me.  This went on
everynight, until I got rid of the convertable.  The very night the car was
towed away the noises stopped.  My imagination got the best of me again, and
I actually had a thought about the previous owners'  son being killed in a
car accident and the fact that his mothers' favorite car was parked outside
my apartment.  Really scared me.   Now,  the noises are gone and so  is the
car.
Everything I have written above is true accounts of strange events that I
have experienced in my life.  I may never know the reasons why, but somehow I
wish I could.
Thank you for  taking the time to read this.


Spirit or Bad Energy?

By: CYBORG4777@aol.com
 
When I was about 10 or 11 I used to sleep in the smallest room in my
appartment. My uncle lived with us for a while because he was doing things he
shouldn't and so he took that room and slept in there. After he left I moved
back into that room. After a while I started to see things move and I would
see people and I would call to my mom and ask to sleep in her room. This went
on for about a month. Then we talked to my aunt about and she said she would
bring some sage over and try to flush the spirit and/or bad energy out.(This
is an indian ritual) So after she did that it stopped for a while. Somtimes
I'll hear things or feel like someone is in the room with me and watching me.
Mabe it was my uncles bad energy that was in the room or mabe it was my mom's
grandma that was watching over me? I guess I'll never know.



Somebodies Following Me

By: [CrystalAbts@webtv.net

This happend just last year before Christmas time when me and my family
went to spend the night at my dads brothers house.  Theres a rode that
goes down to the docks by the river were I like to go just to walk
around the river.  When you go out side you walk around the house and
walk down to the river thats by a bar and other houses.  Anyway I was
bored so I wanted to walk down by the docks so I got my coat and mittens
and ect. on and walked down to the docks.  I just walked around on the
docks and looked at the water with the sun going down and it looked
pretty.  So I got off the docks and went above it a little and sat by
the frozen ice water and just watched the sunset and relaxed.  There was
a pach of water that wasnt frozen so when I looked down at it bubbles
came up and was splashing a lot.  I thought it was a snake so I got up
and decided to go back to the house.  Before I could turn around I heard
footlike steps right across from the river.  It was just like a island
with trees but you could see anything through them because they werent
thick.  I looked around and say nothing, but I still heard footsteps
across the river.  They were cruching in the snow.  I thought that was
weird so I just started walking back.  I heard the footsteps again and
this time they were like 5 feet behind me.  I kepted walking faster and
faster, but he footsteps were right behind me.  I took a glance like
every second ,but nothing was there.  Not a person or anything.  So then
I finally made it to the house and was safe inside.  As I got into the
poch I felt a really cold feeling pass through me and I got the chills
so I ran in the doorway.  From this day on I still think it was a ghost
that was following.


Scary Story From My Past

By: WdD5498@aol.com
 

I grew up in small town in central New Hampshire. When I was eighteen one of
my friends took me to a grave which is located on the side of a road. The
grave lies off from the road about ten feet. The grave is that of a young boy
named Miles Tyler who died in 1811. He then told me about some of the
experiences he had had or heard of from this sight. I was a little skeptical
of the stories. He had said that some times you will hear leaves and braches
moving and there is no wind. Also branches will crack and break.He had also
mentioned that if you left food out it would end up unwrapped and partially
or completly eaten; even unopened cans of soda.The next day I was over to a
friends house and told him of the story and he also admitted of hearing of
this and being true. So we planned a trip up there with a group of friends.
One of these people was a girl who was into the ghost and spirit thing at
that time. She was in to the Ouija board and seyaunces. We arrived there
about eleven at night so this way we wouldn't have any traffic or intrussions
by passer-by's. The girl and her friend started to try and communicate with
the boy who was burried at the grave. While the rest of us watched intensely.
There was one person there who was mocking the whole thing and deffinitely
was a complete non-believer and had no respect for the dead what so ever.
They had made contact with the boy with in two or three minutes of trying.
The spirit they where talking to was getting aggrivated at the person who had
been mocking him. I at that time didn't know what to believe. I just kept
watching, my eyes glued on the ever moving oracle. Soon we all heard the
leaves and limbs rustling in the woods around the grave. We all started to
get nervous. While the person who had been mocking this whole event picked up
his own pace. This just made things go completely out of control. Now we
could definitely hear the branches breaking and it started to rain. Suddenly
the guy who had been mocking this whole event was staring at the head stone
in complete fear. Thats when we all noticed that it had moved. It had tilted
to the left at least 2-3 inches. Thats when we all decided to leave. Me and
two of my friends jumped in my truck to leave. It wouldn't start. I tried for
what seemed like forever, still scared out of my mind. I jumped out of the
truck and told my friend get in the drivers seat. I got out and started
pushing the truck down the road. Within fifty feet the truck started and the
rain stoped; so did the wind.We left and never looked back. I haven't been
back since.We all stayed up to daylight and I dropped them off and went home.
We where all shaken up by this and we didn't even talk about after. That
morning I told my mom what had happened. Funny thing was is that she did not
say that she didn't believe me , but chose to say I hope you have learned
your lesson and don't go back. I'm sorry for the lack of names, but didn't
want to involve any one without their permission. I know live out of state
and have lost track of most of them.



Real Experiences

By: mfaucey@bellsouth.net

Hi. My name is Shannon. I have two experiences that I wanted to share and find out what you think.
 The first one happened in 1990 or 91. A friend was killed in a car accident a month or so earlier. I was not very close with her, but my best friend was. She was also very upset by her death. There were photos all over her room of the girl.  I always felt a strong presence when I was in there. I spent the night with my friend often, since we were seven.  On this particular occasion, I had great difficulty falling asleep.  I roused once I finally did fall asleep, and realized that I was talking out loud in my half waking state. I drowsily wondered why I could hear my own voice but had no idea what I was saying, when the thought literally screamed in my mind, "IT'S KIM!!!" I sat up in bed sweating profusely. I looked at the clock and it read 3:33 am. For some reason, that gave me a chill. I woke up every night for over a month at precisely 3:33am. Was this really a communication with my dead friend?I have never told my best friend about this, for fear it would upset her.
 

 My second story just happened a few months ago. My husband and I were living in an old family home that was built by my great great grandparents in approx. 1893.  I know a lot of the stories of the house and the land because I was fortunate enough to have my great grandmother with me until she was 107 yrs old, and my Grandma would tell me stories and memories of when she would visit her grandparents there.  I've always felt a major presence there, particularly in one corner of the dining room. Odd things happened from the beginning. I went to the house alone to finish up some painting before we moved in. It was a rainy day. As soon as I stepped out of the car, My hair stood on end. I then went into the house and said, "I'm not sure who's here, but I'm sure you're family. I'm glad that you're here, but please don't just appear 'cause you'll scare me to death."  The paint colors I had chosen to paint each room before I had ever seen the house. After my first visit to the house, I told my husband I wanted to change my mind. I showed him all the new colors and had even chosen one to paint the floor of the porches.  As we scraped away the paint and got to the original layer, every color that I had chosen was exactly what we found!!!!
 That is just the weird stuff. Now for the actual experience.  My hubby and I were watching a special about Waco and the flubs involved. It was storming. Afterwards, we were both very charged about the info in the show and were debating it very hotly. I suddenly saw a  ball of light move about three feet away. I interrupted my hubby and asked if he saw it. No car had driven by, so I knew that it wasn't headlights reflecting. He hadn't seen it. I walked over to the spot and held my hand out where the light had been and began "It was right he..." I stopped in mid sentence. My hand began to tingle sharply. I looked at my hubby and said "Oh my God", while almost laughing. I felt overcome by a sense of joy. The tingle spread slowly down my arm and into my entire body. There was a distinct line as it went, like someone was pouring water over me. I looked at my hubby and began saying over and over, "She's here! Oh my God, she's here!" and burst into tears of joy. I don't really remember saying the words, only the feeling of happiness



Quite an Experience

By: linda@mystical-magic.com
 

Here is my story!
As i entered the cemetery, i was a little in distress, for it was plain to
see how this cemetery was abandoned,
I got a strange feeling sort of like a drawing to go to a certain area of the
cemetery, which of course i did follow.
i knew that at this part of the cemetery, was where the slaves had been
buried, it was quite literally destroyed, graves were almost turned over
i have dealt with spirits before, the feeling that i had was just a warm
welcome, i could have actually communicated with one of the spirits who
called himself Douglas, he proceeded to tell me about the history of this
cemetery, and how at that time the slaves were just put in burlap bags or
wrapped in sheets, if the slave was a good one there masters on occasion took
the time by hand to make them a box made out of wood.
I found this experience to be most good, at this point I said my prayer and
placed a rose on one of the graves and left.
But I guess you can say that I was somewhat still wanting to actually know
from someone real the history of this cemetery, and so I drove around the
area,
There was and elderly man at the end of the road and so I stopped him and
approached him to ask if he knew about this particular cemetery,
indeed he told me the same of what Douglas said.
At this point and time he told me of a cemetery located in Ocala on 318
which the people in the area called spook hill, he said that people were
actually able to see ghosts and feel there presence tremendously,
he said it was a small cemetery within a gate, on the top of a hill,
of course my curiosity was rising, and so i decided to go and check it out,
It was just about getting dark, when I found it,
and yes, it was quite different from the first one, for I felt the presence
of many different entities.
I walked in the cemetery, which is surrounded by heavily dense woods,
i heard many strange noises in the woods, as the wind started to pick up
quite strongly, i had seen a haze of white that were sort of embedded in a
certain area of trees, i immediately went for my camera
but for some unknown reason it had not worked and it had worked in the
cemetery before,
I felt a very strange feeling to look at a certain place which was also in
the wooded area, but not very heavily, and there i seen a green face,
i started to walk towards it as i grab my camera again, but once again was
not able to snap a picture of this, as i walked closer it disappeared
i felt an uneasy feeling, but comfortable at the same time.
i said a prayer and walked out of the cemetery, as i close the gate,
i again took the camera out and at this time was able to take 2 pictures,
which strangely enough the camera  both times went off by itself.
upon developing the pictures i will add to this story and send them to you.
 



Prison Story

By: AKIRA125@aol.com
 

i have a ghost story i hope you can put on your web site
IM a 14 year old male when i was 13 me and my history class were on a trip to
Pennsylvania when we were in the bus going to the hotel (it was a two day
trip) i saw an  old building called eastern state penitentiary so later that
night me and my best friend Shawn snuck out of the hotel (risking being
sespended) we were able to get to the penitentiary we whent in (we went in
through the entrence in the very back)
we went in and we just walked through it for a while and at abuot 2:34 we
hered a large bang agents the wall at the end of cell block nine we thought
nothing of it but about 10 minutes later we saw at lest 2 doores shut on there own we were
a little nerves at that piont we thought about leaving  so we snaped one
picture and ran out and reaterd to the hotel luckley no one notecid we were
gone so its safe to say it was the scaryist night of my life



Honest Truth

By: Wrest44@aol.com
 

this event took place  in  el paso texas, i was staying with my dad that was
at the time living in a trailor becuase he was doing horse racing, so we
stayed right outside the horse track.we were by ourselves there was nobody
around for another 2miles so there was really nobody around in our area at
all. that night we had a fire going right outside our trailer we went to bed
at around 10, my room was very small but i t was a bunk bed and i always slep
on the top there is no door to my room so i was able to see the hallway
whenever i wanted. my dads room was on the other side of the trailer, i was
sleeping very good until something woke me up like at around 2 in the
morning, i really didnt know what woke me up, i thought that i just had to go
to the bathroom or something, i was leaning on my side that was faceing the
wall that i was against, so then i turned over on my back and was looking at
the ceiling, about 10 seconds went bby and then all of a sudden i felt like i
was being wached, at first i thought that it was my dad that was walking down
the hall but then i reallized that it was in my room i was sooo  scared that
i didnt even want to look over, i was paralized i could not move at all i
tried to screm for help but all that i could do was just  lay there with my
eyes open but i was abbe to move my head over and what i saw was like this
figure that was giantlike just standing there moving its head around i
screamed as loud as i could and got up and ran down the hall to my dads room
and got in the bed with him but i could no sleep then i looked over again and
i saw it again           just standing there looking straight at me, it didnt
even walk it kind of floated. but after that i never saw it again please
write back and tell what you think,   thank you


Laura

By: wishkah@lineone.net
 

I was around 10 or 11 years old, and my younger sister Laura was around 5 or 6, we were in our shared bedroom playing on the floor with our corgi matchbox cars, as we did quite regularly.
My favourite car was a bright red Ferrari, and I zoomed it across our rug and it went straight under my sisters dolls pram in the corner of our room,  I went to retrieve it but couldn't find it anywhere, I continued to search for it for roughly a couple of minutes, (As I said, it was my favourite car), but to no avail, I just could not find it, I moved back into the middle of our room and decided to continue playing cars with my sister, but before I did, I glanced back towards where my favourite car had dissappeared, I still couldn't see it but I remember noticing the name printed on the side of my sisters dolls pram.
It said "GRACE", to me at the time it meant nothing, and I went back to our game of cars.
As we were tidying our cars away, getting ready to go and eat our evening meal, my red Ferrari came tumbling through the air and fell virtually at my feet, it spooked me quite a bit and I grabbed my sister and we left the room at a speed.
I told my mother that my car had vanished and that it had fallen from mid-air to land at my feet after I'd given up all hope of finding it, my mother told me that my sister had more than likely hidden it from me and then thrown it to me when she was bored with hiding it, but I knew that this was not the case.
After our evening meal, we were all watching tv when my mum got up to answer the telephone, she became very quiet all of a sudden and when she got off of the phone, she told my sister and I that the old lady next door to our home, who had watched us grow up, had died that afternoon, we were all upset by the news but only a couple of years later did I make the connection.
(1) The old lady who lived next door to us had lost her husband the year before, the old man always bought my sister and I gifts for birthdays and xmas, he had bought me a set of cars, of which my red Ferrari was one of the set.
(2)The old ladies name was Grace.
(3) The old lady had died at ( in my eyes ) the time my car went missing and I noticed the name "GRACE" on the side of my siters dolls pram.


Pawtucket House Haunting

By: ILBLAM99@cs.com
 

 my father told me these couple of stories when i was 13,all true i
believe.Well the first one started in the year 1974.My father and my aunt
(his sister) were playing records over and over again, records that thier
grandmother,who had passed away,would have never let them listen to in her
house.They were playing tapes when they both went to look in the closet for a
missing record.they turned around and they were all gone.looked everywhere
and couldn't find them.about 4 years later they were moving so they went to
the attic to get boxes of christmas  decorations and there the records
were.The second was my dad and my aunt once again were in the kitchen looking
at the christmas tree,in the new house. When a man with a long beard and a
tall hat just stood at the window doing nothing except starring into the
house ,well ready to pee thier pants they just sat there and starred until
the apparition dissapeared.odd but thanx for reading


Out- of Body- Experience

By: jaustined@cox-internet.com

When I was 14, I had an out-of-body experience.  I don't know if it was due to the flu, which I had had for the past two weeks.  I remember lying on the couch looking at the tv.  The next thing I remember, I was on the ceiling looking down on myself.  Then I felt like someone grabbed hold of my hair and slammed me back down into my body.  I cried out loud and my mother came running.  She thought my fever had risen.
Years later, I had the same feeling when I was in an abandoned house in my community.  I remember watching me and my friends walk around the outside of the house.  Next thing I knew, I was in the library.  I had never been to this house, so I didn't know it had a library.  My friends began calling for me.  I panicked because I couldnt find the door to the outside.  Then someone grabbed my hair and slammed me back into my body.  The next thing I remember, I was sitting on the fence next to one of my friends.  He was asking me if I was okay.
About a month after that, we were again in an abandoned house.  I remember laughing at one of my friends because she was scared to go inside.  I told her I would be right behind her and everything would be okay.  Everything was until I decided to go upstairs.  No one else wanted to go, and they all tried to talk me out of it.  I heard them in the kitchen.  I made it halfway up the stairs and was about to turn the corner when I felt someone push me back.  I tried to move forward and this time was pushed down several steps.  I twisted my ankle.  As I was hobbling down the stairs, I distinctly heard a female voice ask me if I had ever gotten over the flu when I was 14?  I started yelling for my friends.
Now, every time I go into an old house, I am always aware of things that have happened in the past--good and bad.
 



The Unwanted House
 

By: AzNiNvA5iOn@aol.com

I too have lived with a ghost in my home in Ohio. I had bought a home there
and didn't know the history of it. I heard that it a widow lived there all
her life and died there as well After about staying there for 2 days I
noticed strange things happening; things missing, items moved and I heard
sounds coming from places around the house. There was one event where i saw
an object move by its self.My phone moved about 3 inches to the side. I also
felt that something was behind me or that i saw something at the coner of my
eye. It was strange living there. After about a week, I tried to sell the
house but, no one from around the town wanted to buy , even at a very low
price. So I put a add on the internet and then after about two weeks it was
sold to a family from Washington.  I left and never came back there again. I
dont know what happened to the family and never heard from them again.



Not Very Sensitive

By: estep@toad.net

I have not had many experiences with ghosts and do not think that i am very sensitive.  So far, I think that's a good thing.  I have had two experiences that I can't write off as something natural or normal.
The first experience happened about 8 or 9 years ago, when i was in middle school.  i was lying in my bed and was just about asleep when i thought i heard someone walk across my room and stop, standing right next to my bed.  no one could have been in the room because the door was shut and locked from the inside, and the rest of my family sleeps upstairs, completely across the house.  i am the only one in the basement (we live in a split level house).  the footsteps sounded like they walked across all the junk i had on the floor (a very messy room), like a plastic bag, so it wasn't an echo from someone walking around upstairs.  i laid there with my eyes shut, afraid to move.  when i finally opened my eyes, there was nothing there, just a feeling of a thickness in the air, and intense fear.  i have no idea what it was to this day.
my second experience happened my freshman year of college.  a group of friends and i decided to go to an old, abandoned house on a relatively secluded road.  no houses are close by, and we did not see anyone else on the road.  as the house is set back pretty far from the road, we decided to drive across the lawn and park directly in front of it.  i was sitting shotgun and saw a figure standing in front of the house.  i made my friend who was driving stop the car and we just sat there for a few seconds.  the figure looked like someone wearing a black robe with a black hood, like an executioner.  it started to move towards our car and then the rest of the people with me saw it.  we booked out of there- it never got any closer.  it was extremely frightening, especially since i'm pretty sure it couldn't be someone playing a trick on us, as the house was in the middle of nowhere, there were no other cars around, and no one lives out there.



Strange but True
 

By: Lucifer2077@aol.com

well, let me start with the fact that i have no religion. i've never even
gone to church, but we do have some bible studies once a week. maybe that has
something to do with it; i don't know. anyway, when i was about four, my
brother and i used to share a room. we had a shelf that was full of little
action figures. one time, my brother was spending the night at his friend's
house, and i was trying to go to sleep. i heard a constant rattle and i
opened my eyes to see what it was. what i saw freaked me out. all of the toys
were shaking. i just closed my eyes until i fell asleep (about three hours
later). when i was five years old, i saw a ghost. i was in the shower, facing
the wall. when i turned around, there was a man in a brown trench coat. he
had a brown hat on (like the ones they use in the mafia movies), and his face
was all scaly. it looked as if he had been burned. he was holding the shower
curtain open, and just looking right into my eyes. filled with fright, i
screamed. when i did, he just vanished. the curtain was left swaying there,
and i put a towel around my waist and ran out of the restroom soaked. about
two years ago, when i was in a bible study, a tickle me elmo kept on turning
on for about three times. at the end of the study, we always pray. as we were
doing that, the radio tuned on for about five seconds, and then it turned off
by itself. a lot of things have also happened to my family. when my aunt was
young, she used to love to play with fire. one time, she was playing with
fire in the closet, and she dropped a match. it wasn't lighted, but when it
hit the floor, it was. the fire was blue, and it was shaped in the form of
eyes. the weird thing was that nothing else caught fire. she opened the
closet door to run out, and when she did, the match was there as if it hadn't
been burning at all. my other aunt (also when she was small) was playing in
the backyard in my grandma's house. the backyard was surrounded by a brick
wall that had broken bottles all over the top of it so that no one could get
in. well, my aunt saw a blonde girl that was about her age holding a bat in
her hands. the weird thing was that the girl was sitting on the brick wall.
the little girl asked my aunt if she wanted to play. naturally, my aunt was
really scared, and she ran inside to tell my grandma. when she went back
outside, the bat was rolling on the floor as if somebody had just thrown it.
one more thing. during the bible studies, we pray to some of the people, and
we put our hands on top of their heads as we do it. there was always this one
lady that we suspected to be a witch. everytime she entered the room, i would
feel dizzy or get a headache. as we were praying to her, we could feel two
stumps on her head. it was as if horns were growing on her head. we think
that it was the spirits that she manipulates that made us feel those bumps.  i don't
really care if you don't believe my stories because i know that they are true.
 



Happy Mother's Day

By: fiona_hayden@yahoo.com.au

First of all, my name is Fiona.  I would like to begin
by saying that my story isn't scary.  Rather, it
wasn't scary.  It was euphoric, more so for the other
people in the room, as you'll see....
I went to University in the spring of 1997.  I moved
into a house off-campus with two girls I'd never met
before, but we got on well.
The other two girls had their parents within a few
hours' drive of school, whereas mine were 2000 miles
away.  So it was natural that I was invited to spend
Mother's Day with Judy's (name changed of course)
family.
Judy had an older brother who had drowned two years
previously at 28 years of age in a swollen river after
a big storm.  She also had two older sisters who lived
thousands of miles away.  One of her sisters had been
so far away when their brother died, she couldn't make
it home for the funeral.
They were all at Judy Mother's house (I'll call her
Noelene) on that Mother's Day.
We were standing in the kitchen, Noelene, Judy, her
sisters and myself, doing some dishes after a lovely
lunch, when Judy realised something.
"Mum," she said, "Do you realise that this is the
first time we've all been together in one room
since....?"
"Wow, you're right," said Noelene.  "It's a pity he
isn't here to share it."
Here's the ghosty bit:  At that precise moment, a
glass I had just set on the bench completely exploded.
 For no reason, it flew into a thousand pieces, making
a great banging noise which made us all jump a mile
high.  Noelene burst into tears, but Judy just put her
arm around her Mum's shoulders and said, "Mum, don't
worry.  That was just his way of telling us that he
really *is* here to see us together.  We're a whole
family again."
None of us were scared.  We just know it was his way
of saying "Happy Mother's Day".



Weird Things

By: tooshort2000@prodigy.net

I am not sure to say when wierd things began to happen to me. At first they wouldn't happen very often, maybe once or twice a year, but now i get a haunting experience about once a week.
I am very fond of ghost stories, and scary movies, so when I explain the things that happen to me to my mother, she would say it's my imagination and that i need to stop watching all those scary movies. Well the first most scariest event that i can remember...I was about 12 years old. I was always the first one to get home during the week, from school. So one time i was in my living room watching TV, when the airconditioner turned off and i could hear my sorroundings better, but it was normal for the airconditioner to turn off by itself since we left it on automatic..Anyways about 3 min. after it turned off i got this very chilling feeling, and all of a sudden my eyes started to cry, I had no reason to cry, for i was not sad or scared, and i had no idea why I was crying, it was just a very weird feeling, and my eyes continued to let out buckets of tears, and still I had no idea why. I went a looked in the mirror and my face was all red and my nose stuffed up just like it is when you have actually been crying. So with that i got extremely terrified, I went outside where my dog was, and brought her inside. When my mom got home, I told her what had happened, she didnt say anything just looked down. And for the 3 more months I got that unexplainable urge to cry. When i told my little brother about it, it freaked him out, and my mom got mad at me for scarying him, and he was too scared to sleep by himself for about a week.
So for the next couple of months very strange things happened to me, usually when I was by myself, but there was one incident when I had a friend over, and we where in the den, and in the den there is the door that leads into the garage. So we were in the den, when all of the sudden the door slowly opens, then slams shut. my friend and I looked at each other, and ran out of the room. Then i explained to her all the weird things that were happening to me, and she really nothing to say to me just that "how freaky"
I would always get the strange feeling that someone was behind me when i would be on the couch, and turn around and no one was there.
Then when I went on my summer vacation to Colombia to visit family,
was when things really got weird....
At first it would be small things, like in the corner of my eye Would see a flash of light, but then the images would get more life-like, i would start to see small figures, like bugs, then one time I was in the car  with my cousin, it was at night, and as we were slowing down to stop at a redlight, i saw a man standing on the side of a rode holding up a sign, when i turned back to try to read the sign, there was nothing there. I didn't say anything though.
Later was when things would start happening to my family too. One time i was in the back room and i heard my cousin get home, i heard her footsteps, and also heard her voice, as if she was talking to my aunt who was also at home. so i walked out of the room, and went into her room, there was no one there, Then i went into the kitchen and my aunt was there cutting up vegetables, i asked her if my cousin had walked out and then left, and she said she hasn't gotten home yet. And this exact same experience would start happening to my Aunt and other two cousins, they would think there would be someone esle was there and It turned out they were still alone, we all heard each others voices, like if we were calling out to another, and it would turn out we were asleep, or not there at all. Doors would slam shut by themselves or open, the radio would turn off by itself. So my aunt had had enough, and she called a Priest. So my three cousins, my Aunt and I gathered around as the Priest arrived. He started praying to us and blessing the house. Then each one of us would explain what each one of us had experienced, so when I told him that weird things had been happening to me for about 3 years, he told me I was the one who had brought the spirits, he was an exorcist priest, and knew what he was talking about. He said i might have a sixth sense, since i would see figures, and was the first one in the house to hear werid things. And he told me next time to try to see what they want. But after the priest left nothing else happened. That is until i returned to the USA, after my vacations. After about 2 weeks of being back, in the middle of the night i would wake up by a very cold cold feeling, and every time i would wake up the time was 2:26 in the morning, so for about the past month i have been sleeping with my mom, nothing has really happened again, but i'm not sure if what ever wants me has gone away....
 



Psychic Family

By: asabear@msn.com

I come from a very psychic family.  I have encountered 3 different spirits at 3 different sites (other members have seen things too, but those are their stories).  The first was at a friend's home.  She was aware of the spirit but had never told me about her.  I was sitting in the basement family room on a sofa (in the location where her mother usually sat) and heard a noise like someone was walking down the stairs.  I looked up and saw a foot in an old black button up shoe and the hem of a long black dress.  I froze.  My friend looked at me and said something to the effect of "You saw her."  My reaction was "I saw WHO?"  She told me the story of the spirit who was connected to my friend's mother (the spirit had told her that she was the mother's mother from a former life).  I was the only person other than her mother who had ever seen it.  The second occurance was in the presence of the same friend but in a large cemetary in Lexington KY.  We were at the tomb of Henry Clay (the statesman) and I saw at the head of the left hand casket a large black blob and it was not happy that I was there.  We ran from the tomb and I have not returned.  Other people I know (including my eldest brother) have been there and confirmed my sighting for me.  The third was very commonplace.  I was walking to my brother's home in Lexington from my classes at the University of Kentucky.  It was a hot day and I was very tired.  I was walking along looking at the ground.  I noticed just ahead of me a pair of the old "granny shoes", like were worn in the 1940's.  I slowly raised my head and as I looked up I saw an old, faded, floral print housedress and got the impression of a face that was very tired, hair pulled back fairly tightly and as I got to where I would have looked into her face, she was gone.  I just walked on and when I got to my brother's I told him about her.  I may have had others and not noticed because they always seem very solid and real to me.
 



Psychic Family

By: asabear@msn.com

I come from a very psychic family.  I have encountered 3 different spirits at 3 different sites (other members have seen things too, but those are their stories).  The first was at a friend's home.  She was aware of the spirit but had never told me about her.  I was sitting in the basement family room on a sofa (in the location where her mother usually sat) and heard a noise like someone was walking down the stairs.  I looked up and saw a foot in an old black button up shoe and the hem of a long black dress.  I froze.  My friend looked at me and said something to the effect of "You saw her."  My reaction was "I saw WHO?"  She told me the story of the spirit who was connected to my friend's mother (the spirit had told her that she was the mother's mother from a former life).  I was the only person other than her mother who had ever seen it.  The second occurance was in the presence of the same friend but in a large cemetary in Lexington KY.  We were at the tomb of Henry Clay (the statesman) and I saw at the head of the left hand casket a large black blob and it was not happy that I was there.  We ran from the tomb and I have not returned.  Other people I know (including my eldest brother) have been there and confirmed my sighting for me.  The third was very commonplace.  I was walking to my brother's home in Lexington from my classes at the University of Kentucky.  It was a hot day and I was very tired.  I was walking along looking at the ground.  I noticed just ahead of me a pair of the old "granny shoes", like were worn in the 1940's.  I slowly raised my head and as I looked up I saw an old, faded, floral print housedress and got the impression of a face that was very tired, hair pulled back fairly tightly and as I got to where I would have looked into her face, she was gone.  I just walked on and when I got to my brother's I told him about her.  I may have had others and not noticed because they always seem very solid and real to me.



 

My Paranormal Experiences

By: stephie

 I realize that my name will appear on the heading of
my email, but I would prefer if you just put my first
name on the website, I have a very unique last name
and would like anonyminity.
 First of all, I would like to state that I am a very
average person but with high intelligence. If you were
to see me on the street, you wouldn't think there was
anything unusal about me. I am a senior in college and
will be graduating with a degree in English this May.
My point is, I am not the type of person to make up
stories nor do I have any unusal personality traits
nor any history of mental problems or drug use. The
only reason that use to possibly explain my
experiences with the paranormal is that I have an open
mind, and a very strong one at that. I think I have
been visited because of my ability to understand.
 My experiences vary, and are scattered over different
places and different years. But my first experience
was when I was 16 years old, and it occured in my
bedroom at my parents' house.  Like many 16 year olds,
I was going through a minor teenage depression. I call
it a slump. After I had been dealing with my
depression for about six months, I was visited by a
strange figure one night. I was sound asleep when I
woke suddenly, even though everyone else in the house
was asleep and there was no noise outside to disturb
me. At the edge of my bed was a white mist, floating
just above my feet. I checked the clock (this is how I
test and see if I am awake, if I can remember the time
in the morning, I know I was awake and not dreaming)
and it read 3:40 AM. I looked back expecting the mist
to be gone, but it was still there. I literally
pinched myself, but I was wide awake, which was unusal
in itself, because it usually takes me a few minutes
to overcome the grogginess of sleep. I watched as the
mist slowly floated toward the ceiling and dissipated.
Despite the fact that I had never had an experience
like this before, I was completely calm and unafraid.
I really believe that whatever the entity was, it was
watching out for me and protecting me at the height of
my depression. After this experience, I began to feel
better, and shortly afterward, shook off my depression
and returned to my normal, happy self.
 Only one other experience occured at my parents'
house, and it occured about a year later. I took a
picture of my friends' car parked in our driveway, and
when the picture came back from the developers, there
was a large, white mist over my friend's car that none
of us had seen while I was snapping the picture. The
car had only been driven for about 30 seconds to move
down the street from her house to mine, so the engine
was not hot. As soon as I find the picture, I will
send it in to be posted on the website.
 The remainder of my experiences have occured much
more recently. I am 23 years old now, and sometimes I
think spirits are drawn to me. Two months ago, over
Christmas break, I played a war-type game with my
fiancee and some friends. Being the only girl, I
really had to prove myself to the guys. We were
playing out in a field near a river and a house
belonging to my fiancee's parents. It was my team's
turn to hide, and I took of for a hill near the river
and hid near the brush with my gun (paintball-type)
ready. ALthough my teammates had seen which direction
I headed off in, I was hidden so well and remained so
quiet that they did not know where I was. I could see
all of my friends and/or their hiding places, but the
closest one was at least 100 feet away from me. It was
real quiet and dark on the hill, when all of a sudden
I heard a voice behind me say "Stephanie, is that
you?" The voice was so real I answered it, "yes, who
is it?" thinking one of the opposite team had somehow
snuck behind me to ambush me. When I turned around to
see who had found me, no one was there, or anywhere
behind me for that matter. Everyone was still out in
front of me in their original spots--I know for sure
because everyone came out a minute later, and everyone
was accounted for. This type, the paranormal entity
even knew my name. I lay there for a few more minutes,
but nothing else happened.
 The most recent experience happened at work. I work
at the university I attend, in a research center
devoted to a famous author, who died a number of years
ago. Because I want to remain anonymous, I will call
him "Bob." There are only three employees here, so I
am often in the center by myself. We have a storage
room in the back, with a smaller additional store room
with its own security system off to the side of the
larger room. Many times when I am here alone, I hear
strange noises like boxes moving around coming from
the store room--like somebody trying to organize the
mess that characterizes that room. I also hear thuds
as if something was dropping boxes on the floor. When
I have to set the alarm in the room, I have to do it
in the dark with the door closed, because it is light
senstive. A few times as I was setting the alarm, I
felt the hair on the back of my neck stand up, and
anxiously awaited for the alarm to set so I could
leave. The other day I was in the storeroom looking
for some photo files to match the photos in a book I
was holding in my hand. I was alone at work as usual,
and I couldn't dig through the file folders with the
book in my hands, so I tossed the book on a chair. But
the book hit the chair at a wrong angle, so I quickly
dug it out as I was in a hurry. This time I placed in
on a level spot where it could not possibly fall over.
About ten seconds after I turned around to look trough
the photo files again, I heard the book slide and fall
of its perch. I turned around, frustrated to see the
book back on the floor behind piles of stuff. As I
reached over to grab it again, I realized something
playing a trick on me as I noticed the title: "Looking
for 'Bob's' Ghost." Out loud I said "Ha, ha, that's
very amusing but I am in a hurry" and placed the book
back in the same place. This time it didn't fall.
 For some reason, the paranormal follows me wherever I
go. I am not really sure why, but they always seem to
be protecting me or having fun with me. I have never
experienced anything evil--thank goodness. I guess
spirits like me.
 


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