Ghost
By: Swanleykid@aol.com
My name is Dan and I would like to share
a ghostly experience that I had
as a youngster with you. I went on a school trip to norfolk aged
about 9 or
10 and we stayed in an old rectory. next door to a church yard.
the first
night the lights came on dimly of their own accord and flickered.
This went
on for around 15 to 20 minutes. it wasnt done by anyone in the room
as the
light switch was situated on the other side of the room to where
the beds
were and it could not be reached undetected. Later, a gameboy on
the table
turned itself on and had to be switched off. Finally, a flash, like
lightning
appeared in the middle of the room.
When we told our teacher the next
morning, she just said "oh, you've
met George then." apparently the people who own the place often
see him and
it is always in the room where we stayed and the kids often see
him on the
annual trip to Norfolk.
Im not sure but I think the place was called
the Horsham Centre although
I cant be 100% sure. It had a picture of sunshine as its emblem
if thats any
help.
Thanks for reading my story, I hope its of use to you.
By: anastaisia@gosympatico.ca
This story I am about to tell you is absolutely true.
Although it did not occur in my house but in my aunt's
house. The house is two storeys and backs onto a
graveyard.
The first event that took place was my cousin was very
sick and couldn't make the trip up to her bedroom. So my aunt has
one of those sofa-beds my cousin was five at the time so she really didn't
like the idea of sleeping down in the living room all by herself so my
aunt said she would stay
down with her the entire night. Around 11:30 my cousin was watching
a television show. My uncle had just come down
from the upstairs when the cellar door slammed shut hard.
but no one was within fifteen feet of it.
Since my aunt only told me this story recently I asked her if she
had anymore stories she told me many but I'll only tell a few.
One day my aunt was watching television when she noticed something
out of the corner of her eye. She said she saw a small very dark figure
about three or four feet tall and it's eyes were red and shined like rubies.
Upon looking at it she said it ran into the kitchen which was about five
feet away.
A second later she said she heard growling coming from the kitchen.
This frightened her so much that she ran to her car and went out and didn't
come home for the rest of the afternoon.
Not long after that my cousin said she saw the same dark ruby-eyed
figure standing outside of her bedroom door in the upstairs hallway.
About a month later my aunt told a neighbor about the occurrences
in the house. The neighbor told my aunt that a little boy who she remembers
as being around four feet
was killed in front of the house when he was struck by a car.
My aunt and uncle sold the house about three months later.
But as my uncle was taking a box out of the house he heard what
sounded like a little boys voice saying 'why?' this spooked him very much.
Six and a half years later my uncle, aunt, and cousin now
live happily in a ghost-free home!
My Brother
By: ladyinalaska@hotmail.com
My brother died suddenly when I was 10 years old he and I were very
close,
now that I am older I feel it was a gift I received. My story
reflects back
to that moment when I awoke the day he died....I had awoke to do
the normal
morning routine getting ready for school. My brother's room
was across the
hall from mine with the bathroom inbetween our doors. I saw
him laying
there and a "knowing" came over me that he would not be there anymore.
I
tried to enter the room but something kept me from going in and
waking him.
He was in high school and late for classes, I didn't want our mom
to get
upset over his not awaking, but I could not even enter his room.
The
knowing nagged at me all day and when I returned home from school
he had
done all my chores but one. I had to go out in the backyard
to start that
chore and I was struck with a image of him ... and I could not breath.
Thoroughly terrified I leaned against the house trying to decide
whether to
run and tell my mom when I heard the sirens moments later....I re-entered
our home in tears. The ambulance was for my brother who was
killed about 2
miles from our home I never asked how he died in the car accident.
We moved
very soon after that and I was now instead of in a city I was in
the
woods...secluded .... and having to deal with the loss. I
missed him as he
was always there for me, and he always had time for his little sister.
His
dog Abby became a confidant and she always accompanied me wherever
I went.
One morning I awoke to again get ready for school...Abby came downstairs
with me to watch my routine as she always did. I walked into
the bathroom
that had an adjoining very large mud room...approx. 15 X 20...the
farthest
wall I had winter wear and summer coats hanging as well as some
other odds
and ends. Abby was always quiet, but this day she looked into
the darkness
of the mudroom and growled in a low voice and her hackles on her
neck rose.
I looked to see what she was growling at and I saw a orb brightening
into a
larger shape.....I stared as it grew and saw the light forming into
my
brother's face. I turned on the light in the mud room and
it did not go
away...and Abby had disappeared from the room. I ran up the
stairs and hide
in my room. The second time I saw him...he was following me
in the woods on
one of my adventures...again Abby let me know someone was there,
and she
stood there in front of me watching this shape .... it was dark
apparition,
but I knew it was my brother, I could feel his presence and I was
afraid,
and ran again. I sat and thought about my fear and I wanted
for him to stop
what he was doing..as a 10 year old this type of experience would
terrify
anyone. The third time again I was walking in the woods, and
he came up
behind again.... I turned to look and again I saw the dark apparition.
I
told him he was frightening me and he had to stop and I ran crying
home. I
never saw him again after that, tho I believe he watches over me
as a
guardian, I feel his presence as he checks in on me, or if there
is danger I
get a premonition before hand.
My Camping Trip
By: Ambbland22@aol.com
I went to stay with my grandmother when I was 14 along with my 2
sisters. We
were just there for the summer. My Uncle Mike decided to take
us camping at
Kings Mountains, N.C. It is a well known battle field for
the Revolutionary
War and possibly the Civil War (not sure about civil war).
He wanted to take
us camping at the primitive sites. When I say premitive I
mean premitive,
No running water, or toliets that flush just the outhouses that
stunk to high
heaven. Well any how Uncle Mike told us it was haunted but
I thoaght he was
pulling our legs and was trying to scare us. Around 11:30pm
to 12:30 am we
had a good sized camp fire going and then we heard what sounded
like guns and
cannons going off. They were in a distance at first but then
they started to
move closer and closer. The closer they got to us the more
clearer we could
hear them, and the closer we they got we could actually hear men
yelling and
screaming. Eventually the cannons and guns quit going off
but you could
still hear the men yelling and screaming, and you could hear them
walking in
the woods. You could hear the crackling of fallen tree limbs
and decaying
tree leaves underneath their feet that's howw clear you could hear
them. I
think that someone or a group of people should go out there and
stake it out
for a few nights and see if they can capture anything on film.
It was a
great experiance for me but my sisters were a little shaken up over
the whole
thing. I would just like to see some footage from it.
I was only 14 when it
happened and didn't have a camera then. You should really
send some people
down there to investigate it, it would be worth while.
My Daughter and our Ghosts
By: KateDani@aol.com
My name is Joy I have had alot of different experiences with
ghosts. From
objects moving across the floor to being awoken with something dark
holding
me down. I was not about to move and when I openned my eyes I saw
something
that I could not explain. I tried to fight but it didn't help. Then
I had a
warm feeling come over me and my dead grandmom was there and I could
move
again.
For the last 2 years I have found my oldest daughter talking
to her
"friends" upstairs in our home. I knew that there was something
here when we
bought the house. So I wasn't that suprised. Now I find my youngest
daughter
talking to the air. The door to the girls room opens by its self.
There is
also cold spots in their room and occasionly the bathroom and basement.
I
have had something tap my head from behind in the middle of the
night, when
everyone was asleep.
It doesn't always bother me that they are here. I just
got weirded out
that my girls talk to them.They like to play tricks on people who
come to
visit us. One of them is having a good time with our babysitter.
the other
week she was in the bathroom in the middle of the night and it openned
the
door. She screamed woke us all up. My 4 yr. old went and told her
that they
won't hurt her they just like to come to talk and play. When the
babbysitter
asked my daughter who won't hurt her she told her " you know the
boy, the
girl and the man." I asked my daughter where they were and she said
that he
was in her room.
That's when I called a pyshic. I never told anyone that she
said there
were 3. The psyhic told me that my family has a "gift" and that
my daughter
has it stronger than the rest of us. That they come to visit her
because she
notices them.
I'm not sure who they are yet but we are working on that.
My 4 yr. old
told me that the little girl floats like in the water she died in.
also, that
she is sad because her mommy is now dying 'cause she is so
sad that the
little girl died.
I also have some pictures of my daughter that I found that
seem to have
some weird things in them like something moving across them. I will
send them
soon. If you have any suggestions on how we can found out who they
are I will
take what I can get. My daughter doesn't always want to talk about
them. She
says "not now mommy maybe later" whenever I ask her who they are
what their
names are. It's not that interesting of a story but its nice to
tell someone.
Thank you for your time.
By: katty1168@yahoo.com
I have enjoyed all of the stories i have read on your site.
This experience was just odd. I have yet to actualy see anything
paranormal.
My husband and I moved to Virginia Beach. We were fortunate enough
to find a house to rent that was within our budget. It was just a
small ranch style house with three bedrooms. This was in 1992 at that time
we only had the first two of our four daughters. At this time our
oldest daughter Kim was two and Mindy was five months old.
The very first day we moved in i felt there was someone else in
the house, especialy in the back bedroom. My five month old daughter
would always scream when we would put her to bed in there. I finally
gave up and put her crib in my room. She slept through the night
after i moved her crib. I left the rest of her furniture in that
room. I hated to go in there to get her clothes, the room was always
cold and you always felt like someone was watching you.
We lived there for about six months when my brother decided to move
to Virginia Beach to go to work with my husband. He and his children
stayed with us until they found a place of their own. He had two
children who were about the same ages as our daughters.
My oldest daughter and my neice, who are the same age, had an imaginary
friend. His name was Bob. I thought this was strange because
neither of them had ever known a Bob. I wasnt really concern because
i know that a lot of children their age have imaginary friends. The
funny thing was they had the same friend. They would play hide and
seek with Bob. Kind of two against one. One of the girls would say,"
He ran behind the couch." The other one would say, " There he goes."
I thought it was strange both girls actually seem to seem someone.
This happened on several occasions.
We only lived there for about a year. The girls and I moved
back to Maine. My husband stayed behind to paint the house and some
cleaning so we could get our deposit back. While he was painting
one day our landlord came by, he said he was sorry to see us go.
He said he didnt know what he was going to do with the house now.
He also said his brother had died in the back bedroom, so the house had
senimental value. My husband asked him what his brothers name was.
He told him his name was Bob.
After we moved Kim never saw Bob again. Ive asked her a couple
of times what she remembers about Bob and she says she doesnt remember
anything. Thanks for listening. Sorry if i bored anyone.
My Daughter's Friend
By: dshah@legato.com
This is a wierd story that really doesn't have anything scary in
it but I
believe that my eldest daughter might have had a ghost as a friend
when she
was three.
It all started when my daughter started to tell my wife and I about
an
imaginary friend that she had. This friend's name was Pito and the
friend
was female. My wife and I just shrugged it off as a passing thing
because
all kids at one time or another have imaginary friends, especially
when they
didn't have any brothers or sisters, right? We thought it was cute
and
didn't think much about it, that is until my daughter started telling
us
more about Pito. She said that Pito was 12 and that she had been
in jail a
lot of times. Pito had apparently killed her parents. This really
freaked us
out that she would be sitting there and relaying the information
from
someone or something next to her. I understand that kids have a
wild
imagination but for my three year old daughter to be talking about
murder
and jail and such things were unsettling. From that point on, we
told our
daughter that Pito was not welcome anywhere near our house or our
family.
Our daughter put up a good fight but after stating the samething
over and
over to her, one day, out of the blue, we never heard anything about
Pito
again. To this day, I have questioned my daughter, who is now seven,
about
Pito. She tells me that she doesn't remember anything about a Pito.
Well, thats my story. Please let me know what you think... Was Pito
a
figment of my daughter's imagination or did my daughter have a ghostly
visitor? BTW you have a great site and your work in helping others
is appreciated and
admired.
My Dead Friend
By: alarabee@nbnet.nb.ca
I know this girl name Mary-Anne she is my cousin. She was only
4 years old.
One day Mary-Anne said to her mother "Mommy I want you to meet my
knew friend." Well her mother was just thinking that Mary-Anne was
at that age where she is going to have imaginary friends. A few hours
later Mary-Anne said that her friend was leaving. She walked to the
front door went to the stairs infront of there house and said goodbye.
When her friend left Mary-Anne started talking to her mother and
said "He's kind of dirty. He has dirt all over himself and there
are bugs all over his face."
A few hours later Mary-Anne said that he was back. She went
to the front door and let him in. This kept on happining for three
weeks.
My Encounters
By: Mary
I am only a young girl going into 6th grade and turning 12 on September
17th
2001. But I have had experiences too. I live in New York. In Long
Island to
be more exact. Anyway, my very first encounter is when I'm in my
bathroom by
my room. I am just sitting there minding my own business when all
of a sudden
I look at the wall and there is a figure there! It was just a outline
of
someone small...about 5,6,7 years old. I saw outlines of arms, a
head,ears
but the bottom was missing. I couldn't speak. Then I blinked and
it was gone.
My second experience was when I am in my room. I am trying to get
to sleep
when I look at my turned off TV. I see a teenage boy there. He is
light-skinned, has dark hair, has freckles I think, a dark t-shirt
and a red
thing on it. Some kind of symbol. He has dark blue jeans on. He
is just
walking behind my bed. I slowly go out of bed and stand out of my
door. I
come back in. He is gone. My third experience is my most scary one.
I am
lying in my bed. All of a sudden I feel something press my chest
for one
second. My stomach jumped. It is very late. I am feeling very tense.
Then I
wait for a minute. It happens again. I make a cross with my fingers
and I
soon fall asleep. My room used to be my grandmother's old room.
She passed
away in 1998. Now I sleep there. Strange. Every second of my life
I sense
someone with me. Or in my house anyway. It is scary. Especially
in my room at
night. But I believe that it is just my guardian angel or my grandma
or
relatives with me protecting me....but sometimes I fear the presence
is not
them.
My Experiences
By: Jugalette18750@aol.com
Hi, I just wanted to share with you some of the many experiances
that I have
had, here is the first one that REALLY scared me.
I am a FAITHFUL Tool fan, so when they were coming in concert, me
and my
bestfriend made it a point that we were going regaurdless of the
circumstances.
Well the night of the concert there was a bit of electricity in
the air like
there was something odd amidst, but we went anyways enjoying our
time and
even screaming until we had no voices left.
Well at that time I was living with my grandparents and I came home
and
walked by my grandmothers bedroom door (which was acrossed from
my room) and
told her that I was home.
Well she came in my room with a confused look on her face and said.
"where did you go?"
I looked at her and kinda laughed and said "the tool concert remember?"
and she said "No after that, where did you go?"
I looked at her and I said "Mom I just got home from the concert
I came
straight home afterwards."
She shook her head and said "No you came home about a half hour
ago and said
mom I am home, and you sat on the end of the bed and told me that
you had a
good time and you were going to bed, then you got up and went to
your room
and shut the door."
Then I noticed that my bedroom door was in fact shut, even though
I never
shut the door and my grandparents were totally against shut doors
unless you
were going to sleep.
That made the hair on my neck stand straight on end, and I opened
the door
and started looking around my room.
I told her, "Do you think that someone came in??"
and she said NO it was you I looked right at you! I even talked
to you.
I questioned her to see if she was dreaming but she said that she
was wide
awake.
It was about that time that the closet doors began to shake as though
someone
was behind them (they are on tracks so they slide back and forth
and they are
pretty heavy.) even though I had JUST checked the closet to see
if there was
anyone in there.
Well Needless to say I freaked out and was close to tears, so I
told my
grandma that she was scaring me and I was going to sleep in the
back bedroom
(I dont know it just feels safer) well as I walked out of the room
with my
things to sleep in the back the bedroom door slammed behind me.
Well I moved back into my grandmothers house not too long ago, and
it wasted
no time letting me know that it didnt want me here (I say it because
I know
that it is the same damn ghost that hates me!) well the first night
that I
slept here after moving back in, I had drifted off to sleep when
I felt
something walking on my bed, it was like a cat walking, and at first
I
thought that it was my cat but then I realized that my cat was laying
right
next to me. as I turned to look at whatever it was that was walking,
I
realized that I couldnt move! it felt like someone was holdng my
arms and my
legs down. As I tried to scream I realized that I couldnt scream
at all!
Nothing came out when I screamed, the only sound was a faint moan.
But I
could move my head around without problem.
Well All of a sudden, a light began to frantically jump on me (it
looked like
a very fast flash light) and it would fly up and then down on my
skin and
when it did it felt like I was being scratched.even though there
were no
marks.
I would have thought that it was just old hag, but I realized that
when the
light moved, my cat followed it with his eyes, and he didnt seem
to be able
to move either! well as suddenly as it started it stopped and flew
under the
bed and immediatly I could move again. as could my cat who IMMEDIATLY
wanted
out of the room.
Well All has been well, my grandparents put up a door in the kitchen
and I
blessed the back of the house, and the night before last my grandma
came into
my room and asked if I was ok
I was like yeah, why?
and she said that she had heard me frantically banging on the back
door, I
told her that I hadnt left my bed and I was watching something on
tv and
hadnt heard anything. Just as I said that I heard the front door
open very
loudly. when I asked her what the noise was she said that she hadnt
heard
anything and went back to bed.
about a half an hour later, she came back into the room to ask me
what was
wrong. I told her nothing I was still in the same spot that I was
in the last
time that she came and checked.
She said that she heard something in the living room with my voice
saying
"mom mom please help me, mom."
I am sure that plenty more will happen, there has been things that
scurry
about and such but this has been long enough, I will let you know
about
anything else that totally stands out from the everyday abnormal
around here.
Thanks for listening.
Supernatural Experience
By: curegoth@hotmail.com
Hi, last night(aug.3) my sister and I were watching "Possessed", its the movie about the true case that The Exorcist was made from. We were sitting in the living room watching the intense ending, the exorcism on the little boy, and right as the priest was loudly saying the sign of the cross, at the exact moment he said "Holy Ghost" there was crash in the "fancy off limits" living room. We got freaked and changed the channel and turned on the lights to discover that one of that one of the 7 foot plants my mother has which are extremely bottom heavy had completely tipped over on its side. The enormous pot that it was in is very heavy on its own, it takes 2 grown people to move it and even then its heavy, not only that but its on a completely flat surface, perfect balance. So it pretty much goes without saying that my sister and i were completely freaked out, especially since thats not the first experience thats happened in that room, theres been two others that happened about 4 years ago. Well i guess thats all, just wanted to share my scary experience with all you peoples, if anyone has any comments, suggestions, or shared something simalar feel free to email me, make sure to put "Supernaturual Experience" in the subject.
By: softballgirl39@juno.com
While my cousin and i were walking down the street we heard strange screaming noices and a cold breath on our necks that made the hair on our bodies stand straight up. I looked up to find no one there though. We continued walking and heard twigs snapping behind us as if someone or something was walking behind us. We started to pick up pace and then started running then the sound stopped dead in our tracks. My cousin and i turned around and then saw what appeared to be a women in a white dress with red frills. she was really really pale and she had dark brown hair.She reached out and said," can you help me?I seem to be lost." My cousin and I screamed in horror and ran but as soon as we got to my house we saw what looked like an orb by the top of my mango tree. We ran into the house and didnt come out until the next day. i never want to have that experience again.................
My Families Ghosts
By: tkramer@icorpstech.com
I have a story that revolves around my mom's house. It's quite long
and
I apologize in advance for that, but you'll see why I had to write
so
much.
We acquired this house in 1979, I was 5. I am now 27 and have
been
living with my husband in our own place for just under a year, so
I
lived there about 22 years. The house is in one of old sections
of
Dorchester, Mass. A lot of big old Victorians, Mansions, Colonials
and
so forth are there. The house is a little over 100 years old, I
can't
remember exactly the age, but let's just say the setup of the house
is
quite unique.
The sightings went back as early as I was 5 when I grandmother just
had
passed away. My mom said she could see a figure of my Nana checking
on
me and then my mom and then vanishing. This went on for 4 months
after
her death, so we felt safe in house as a family. Every now and then
strange things would happen in the house. We just thought it was
my
grandma coming back to say hi, or to add to the conversation.
We were used to strange things in the house happening. There would
be a
thumping above our kitchen light on a regular basis, lights would
dim
down or up, TVs would turn off and on, and the house would get very
cold
and then be fine.
Then I started to see it. I can only describe it as the black fuzzy
stuff you see when you rub your eyes too much. It had a male but
protective presence, we called him "Harry", so we had two ghosts
now.
But we then soon found out there was a third hiding up in the attic
the
whole time.
No one in my house likes our attic at all. As a space it is so cool,
it
is a full size attic, basically like a third floor to the house.
But
there was a strong uncomfortable feeling when you went by the door
or
had to run up there for something. One of my friends who is a practicing
healer, downright refuses to go up there to this day.
In the summer of 1995 I started having nightmares, awful ones all
revolving around a specific attic space that just felt like pure
evil.
They then transformed into a nightmare that plagued me for two years.
I
didn't know why, at the time I was in college and living at home.
My mom
had just been diagnosed with Breast Cancer, my dad who had a quintuple
bypass decided to move out, chaos reined there, so I figured it
had to
be stress of everything going on. My then fiancé now husband
decided to
start spending more time over the house and eventually I could sleep
through the night.
The "bugger" as we named it, has tormented my family since then,
especially me. It is quite fond of my dreams and my room and used
to
visit quite a bit when I lived there. I would see the most horrifying
things in the middle of the night, and closing my eyes just intensified
the experience. One time (I have a porch attached to my bedroom
cause it
is in the back of the house), I couldn't sleep that night and as
I
turned over towards the door to the porch I could see a figure of
someone standing there! I of course freaked and screamed flipping
the
light on just to see no one there on the porch. My mom thought I
was
crazy told me to try to sleep. Once I turned the lights off and
tried to
get some sleep it was there again, but in my room on the other side
of
the bed! Lets just put it this way I slept downstairs on the couch
with
the lights and TV on. Not liked it really helped though, something
kept
turning it off and on all night.
My mom has been telling me it has recently been doing more nasty
things
to the objects on the second floor since I left. Hurling pictures
down
the stairs, blowing lights out, knocking things over. Just in general
a
nasty customer.
We figured that the one we call "Harry" and my Nana have been keeping
the "bugger" at bay in the attic. But since my moving it has been
getting out and going straight for my room. We currently have a
friend
staying in what was once my room, since I have been married. The
poor
guy can only sleep during the day.
Thank You for letting me tell my story.
My Family and Co.
By: ANGELICEYES98@AOL.COM
I'll never forget the first time that I had an experience with a
ghost. The
first experience was in Brooklyn, NY. I had to have been about 4
or 5 years
old when my maternal grandfather died from diabetes. I really didn't
understand what dying was so I thought that he would be back, that
he was
going on a trip. Needless to say, that wasn't the case and I never
got to
really say good-bye. It had to be around 3 days after he died, me
my Mom and
my sister who was 2 years old at the time, were coming back from
my
grandmothers house and I saw my grandfather who died just a few
days before
sitting on our front steps, with a big smile on his face waving
to me. I, of
course, got really excited and began waving. My mother looked at
me and said,
"Who are you waving to?" and I began screaming, "Papa! Papa!" I
ran to my
house to give him a hug, and when I got there, he was gone and I
wanted to
cry. My Mom looked at me like I had 10 heads and she said that papa
was dead.
All I could do was say, "But I saw him. He was sitting right here!!"
After
about 5 times of saying that, my Mom saw how serious I was, she
became teary
eyed and said that it was his way of saying good-bye to me.
Another time was when I was in the 6th grade, my paternal grandfather
had
died from lung cancer. when about 2 years. after we were in Toms
River, New
Jersey and my parents, my grandmother and her friend had gone food
shopping
and they were gone for a while. Me and my sister were the only ones
in the
house. Now for some reason, each door makes its own should so I
know the
difference between the front and garage door coming in to the house.
So it
had to have been 1:30pm, and my parents were gone for almost an
hour and a
half, when I hear the front door open and close. Now my sister is
in a room
that has a little rec room and the kitchen connected together. I
think that
its my parents and grandmother back from shopping so I got to help.
I get
into the living room and no one is there. I go to where the garage
door is
and nothing. I look at my sister and asked her if she went out side
or opened
the front door. She looked at me like I was crazy and said no. Now
normally I
would say ok I'm hearing things but it happened again, about 5 minutes
after
the first time. My parents didn't come back until about 2pm. After
my heart
stopped racing, I figured that it was my grandfather making sure
that me and
my sister were ok.
Still in Toms River, New Jersey but at another time I saw a ghost
was about 4
months ago, I was staying at my grandmothers house for Easter weekend
with my
family, and me and my sister were sleeping in my grandmothers room.
It had to
have been around 12 in the morning, I wasn't tired so I turned on
the TV.
That's when I saw it. I didn't feel cold but I did feel as if someone
was in
the room watching me. I sat up but didn't see anything. So I laid
back down
and go that feeling again. My grandfather has been dead since I
was 11 years
old, at the time this happened I was 19 years. old and I saw him
walk by the
side of the bed my sister was sleeping on. I jumped up, looked around
the
room and saw nothing. I thought that I was seeing things but I saw
him do the
same thing again. This time I was freaked so I sat up and turned
on the
lights. Now its about 12:30am and I hear the front door open and
close, I
hear footsteps walk thought the living room and I hear my grandmothers
dog
walking across the kitchen floor. I should also tell you that the
dog was put
to sleep when I was 13 years old. Then it became quiet. My sister
woke up
about 15 minutes later to use the bathroom. About 5 minutes later,
she comes
running in the bedroom, jumps in the bed and pulls the cover over
her head.
She tells me later on that day that she heard the same thing I did
15 min
before she woke up.
Brooklyn, NY - My uncle died in March of last year. It was really
hard to
deal with. Because he was only in his early 60's, plus his youngest
son was
getting married in less then 3 months. Even though he has been dead
for a
little over a year, lately it feels like he's in my house. The first
person
to see him in the house was my sister. She was sitting on the couch
and I was
sitting on the love seat w/ my boyfriend at the time. She kept jerking
her
head toward the bathroom. After the third time that she did that
I said, "Ok,
what do you see?" Her face went white and she said, "Uncle Junior".
I thought
nothing of it because I was use to hearing stuff like that but she
looked
scared out of her mind. I told her not to worry, that he wouldn't
hurt any of
us. Now my boyfriend at the time, seemed a little edgy. I told him
to relax
that nothing would happen. About 2 months ago, I would see something
walk
back and forth in my hallway. When I would go to look I of course
saw
nothing. I would see something by my front door looking from behind
one of
the walls; I would look in that direction, again I see nothing.
I would see
something stand by the bathroom, a white figure, from the corner
of my eye
but when I would look at that direction nothing.
Now these last 2 stories don't have anything to do with my grandfathers
or my
uncle but I thought that they were a little weird. About 1 yr. ago,
my family
and I were at my aunts house in Toms River, New Jersey for my cousins
graduation party. It was about 3pm and I was out front watching
my cousins
and my sister goof around. Then my aunt called my 11 yr. old cousin
into the
house for something, and when she opened the screen door to go in
I saw a
pale little boy standing in the middle of the floor. I got up from
where I
was sitting and walked toward the door. As I go to step in the house,
the
little boy smiled and waved at me, then disappeared. That
following winter,
I was hanging out with a friend of mine in Brooklyn, NY and she
wanted to
stop and see her other friend who was really sick. So we go to her
house and
she's standing by her door talking to my friend. Out of nowhere,
I see this
muscular guy very slowly walk from one end of the house to the other.
It was
a very dark gray figure, no face, almost transparent but not quite.
I asked
the girl if anyone was in the house and she said her mom and sister.
Then I
asked her if there were any guys in the house and she said no. She
asked me
why and I told her I saw a dark figure walk around in the house
and that it
had the body of a really big guy. The funny thing is, after I told
her what I
saw, she didn't seem all that surprised.
Most of my experiences have never really had any "cold spots". Just
the
feeling of something/someone watching me, and a lot of unexplained
noises,
seeing something but then it being gone. I use to think that ghosts
were just
a bunch of crap but that was until I had my own experience. So for
those who
say that ghosts aren't real or think that it's just all in your
head..........just wait until it happens to you. Then you'll believe.
My Fathers House
By: CAPEWAYTOW@MEDIAONE.NET
Hi I just wanted to share my story, I'm 27 now but when I was 16
I lived with my father in the house that I grew up in. My parents were
divorced and my brothers and sister had already moved out.
One night I was getting ready to go out with some friends and was
just coming out of the bathroom which was right next to my bedroom, but
the doors were diaganolly from each other. Anyways I heard my father in
the kitchen talking to a woman. I could hear his words cleary but the womans
words were all jumbled. Then I realized that while I was in the bathroom
I never heard my dads car come in the driveway (the bathroom overlooks
he drive and were only about 30 yrds from the main st.) Needless
to say I freaked out, got dressed as fast as I could and took off. I forgot
to bring my money and had to bring my friends back with me.
Then about a week later I heard the sound of people walking in the
laundry room which from the top of the stairs you look down on. But when
I looked there was no one there and you could still here the sounds. Interestingly
the door from the cellar is on the floor about 6ft x 3ft, you have
to lift it up and put a piece of wood there to hold it. The cellar is dirt
and has some crawl space to it. It's really spooky down there. A few other
things happened, like things falling but nothing major until I was 22.
I had moved out when I was 18 but then moved back when I was 22. One night
I was there alone. (my father worked nights) and I was sleeping when al
of a sudden I was jolted awake by the sound of pounding coming down the
wall which my bed was next to. The other side was the hallway. I just froze,
I knew I was awake and not dreaming and that I was still alone because
it was too early for my father to come home. I always slept with my door
closed so I didnt see anything. I can't explain what all that was and my
father never really believed me until one night he was woken up to the
distinct voice of my mother saying his name. (now my mother is still alive
but she lived about 1000 miles away) when he looked up his door shut,
which had been open. And there was not any type of breeze.
I know these things may not sound very scary but they were then
at the time. Even now to go in to my dads house alone you get a very uneasy
feeling. Also after I told my family these things my oldest brother
(by 11 years) said that when he was little and our house was still one
story and very small he saw a ghost in the bathroom door late at night,
and my sister-in-law said that my other brother told here that lthe light
in the closet above the cellar door use to go off anf on by its self and
you could see the light come from below the door shining out. The switch
was a pull one from the light socket.
Don't know what to make of all of this but thanks for listening.
My First Experience
By: Mangomonkie12@webtv.net
I started getting into the supernatual when i was 5. my cousin Kelly
would always tell me stories about witch craft and ghost.
So i just turned 20 and i was living in my college dorm at pitt
university i all ways knew he was alittle weird. Because he would
be
doing witch craft things.
One night before finals, i was sleeping. iwas awoken by my weird
room
mate tellingme there were three figures by my bed. there were. I
was
very scared. so i ran out of the room to my best friend dewys house.
We
went back in the room and there was nothing there. every nght after
wards i lways here weirdnoises comig from the left side of my bed.
the very scary end
By: chubbertw@yahoo.com
My experience:
Many years ago, my great grandmother was dead. I was like 10 years
old at that time. In Chinese tradition, we will put the dead in the coffin,
and set it in the living room until 7 days after, then put it underground,Bury
her/him , let them peace,
its the same things to my family, so we put my great grandmother
in the living room, and waited for the 7 days after, One nite, we were
sitting in the living room and watching TV , Suddenly we heard one of our
bedrooms' door closed, Loudly, Boom!
But there were no one in it, our family all was in the living room,
and we closed the windows, No wind,
so we thought my great grandmother was back, and tried to let us
know she was here!
Now, no more that happend, i think she is in the heaven now~
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My friend's experice:
one of my friends, her grandmother died someday, they were very
sad, and they follow the Chinese traditions to hold a funeral for her grandmother,
At the end of the 7 days, they will stand around the circle, and
calling her grandmother's name
hope she can go to the heaven well, and be careful
they spray dirt on the ground ,and they saw there were some footprints
on the dirt very clearly,
but no cats, no dogs, or people walked cross it,
so they thought its her grandmother back , my friend was scared,
cuz she was young
but now, she thought its heart-warming , her grandmother heard their
voice
My Friend
By: lzolper@hotmail.com
Here's my story. Some friends of mine had a house in 1994 in college.
They
told me about all kinds of strange things. One time, they were downstairs
and there was a loud pounding going through the whole house for
about 3
minutes. Another time, one roommate thought he heard another in
the next
room arh=guing with someone, no one was in the room. A few times,
they would
leave and come back and all the doors were open. I only lived there
for one
summer and had only one thing happen to me. I was in my room alone
and just
got this creepy feeling. After a while it got worse until I HAD
to get out
of the house, I was petrified. I HAD to leave.
The worst thing though, happened at the end. We had all left for
home for
two weeks but one guy stayed. He was alone in the house for about
two weeks.
He was acting weird for a few days after we got back. At this time
we had
all moved out and he was still the only one there. I caught him
outside
"praying" once in the back yard. A few days later, he killed himself.
He was
in probably the worst room in the house. We found a note that was
mostly
illegible. I just remember one line. "God is God, You're not God"
I actually haven't thought about that place in a while, but we were
talking
about it the other day. I just realized today that our friend died
this week
seven years ago.
Have you ever heard of something like this?
My Friends Mother
By: edward5logan@hotmail.com
August 28th, 2001
This happened maybe 6 or 7 years ago. Maybe 10.
My friend's mother had just died and my friend, his bother, and
his sister were at the house.
They were getting ready to go up to the funeral home for the viewing.
When they left the house my friend asked his sister if she had turned
out all of the lights.
She said she had turned out all of the lights except for the one
in Mom's room.
She said she knew the light was on because she could see the light
leaking around and under the door.
The time was about 6 PM In the middle of winter. She told
my friend "Mom would not let me in".
Upon hearing this my friend turned the car around and went
back to the house.
It took my friend and his brother both to push the door open, there
was a heavy chest behind the door.
The windows were shut and locked and that was the only enterance
to the room.
My friend even looked for footprints in the snow outside the room.
If there is anymore to this story I have never heard it.
By: pleonard@bctonline.com]
Hi everyone out there who is believer and non believer. I am
24 with 2
kids. My story starts when I was quite young. My family has always
had
spirits that follow us. My first experience was when I was about
7. When
I was 5 we had a german shepard named Barney that had to be put
to sleep
because he had hip problems and could hardly walk. I was devastated
when
he had to be put down and I cried for days. Two years later I was
outside playing in the yard and even though I could not see him
I could
feel him running next to me. I used to let him pull me around by
putting
my finger through the loop on the end of his choke chain. I could
also
feel that around my finger. As I was growing up I always saw shadows
when no one else was home, I heard footsteps when there wasn't anything
or anyone around. The pets we had would bark at corners of walls
at
nothing and so forth. I never really thought much about it because
in my
house it was a normal occurance. When I became a teenager these
noises
and shadows started to become more apparent to me. One time I had
spent
the night at my boyfriend at the time, his parents house in his
neices
room. This girl definetly had problems and I didn't understand why
until
that night. I was laying in her bed asleep when suddenly I awoke
to the
room being so cold I wanted to pull the covers over my head just
to stay
warm. I couldn't see anything, there was a little bit of light coming
in
the window from outside, but I could feel an energy that was very
strong
and slightly evil. I wanted to jump out of the bed and run to my
boyfriend who was asleep in the next room but I was absolutely frozen
in
fear. So as I layed there paralyzed not knowing what to do I just
waited
and it was almost like the energy realized that I wasn't who it
was
expecting and as soon as it was there it was gone. That was many
years
ago and since then I have had many experiences. The house that my
husband and I live in is haunted, actually more like the property
that
it is on is haunted. But we both have spirits that follow us. I
hear at
night footsteps on our porch and knocks on the door and walls outside.
When I look out the window there is nothing there. Then one day
about 6
months ago my 14 month old son was laying on the couch because he
had a
very bad virus. He was asleep and I was in the kitchen making
dinner.
Everything was quiet when suddenly I heard this voice say to my
son, "It
is okay give me your hand. Everything is going to be okay" Right
before
I heard the voice my son had whimpered but after the voice spoke
to him
he sighed in relief and relaxed into a deep sleep. When he awoke
he was
70 % better. I later described the voice to my husband and he said
that
he believes that it is the spirit of his best friend who died during
high school. I also believe this to be true. My son will talk to
someone
I can't see and he will tell them goodbye when they leave. I may
not be
able to see them but I can sense them when they are here. The most
recent experience I had was just a few weeks ago up in my deceased
mother in laws house. Her husband is still alive and had invited
us up.
He wasn't home when we got there but left us a key so we could get
in.
Since the weather was so nice we had decided to stay outside and
let the
kids play. My daughter decided that she had to go to the bathroom
and I
was the one who took her in. Upon getting to the hallway which the
bathroom was at the end of, it sounded like a wind tunnel, I heard
whispering and just felt a very strong sense that his mother was
still
there. Well her spirit anyway. It was almost as if she was there
watching us. I was okay with it then but now whenever I think about
it I
get really creeped out. Just a few days ago I learned that her ashes
are
kept in an earn on the fireplace mantle. She even comes to me sometimes
and puts her hand on my back. I am just very puzzled by this because
she
and I didn't get along as well as I would have liked when she was
alive
but I know that she is in a better place. Any way I hope that you
have
enjoyed my experiences and if you have any of your own don't think
that
you are crazy just gifted to be sensative to the paranormal.
My Grandfather
By: jenny_fer69@hotmail.com
My grandfather worked for the parks and recreation department here
in
Colorado. They lived im an old house on the fairgrounds.
My mother, aunt
and uncle also lived there with my grandparents. From what
I was told, the
first experience was when the family went to California on vacation.
They
had an old coffee pot that came on automatically when plugged in,
so they
left it unplugged. My mom would wake up to find the coffee
pot plugged in
and coffee made. When the family returned it started to get
worse. They
always locked the doors at night when they went to bed. Very
often they
would wake up to the front door slamming open and hear someone run
through
the house and the back door slam open and closed. More than
once family or
friends would come and stay the night and wake up the next morning
asking
why someone was leaning over them breathing while they were sleeping.
Needless to say, no one outside of the family would ever spend the
night at
the house. My uncle was taking a shower, in the house alone.
He was
standing over the sink and the shower door started slamming open
and shut on
its own. Also on the fairgrounds there is a big building that
they used for
concerts etc. There were a few different rooms in the buildings
with locked
glass doors connecting them. At night they was always a security
guard on
duty. All the outside doors to the building were always closed
and locked.
I think they went through like 4 different security guards.
All at once the
INSIDE glass doors would start rattling, which was impossible for
someone to
do because the outside doors were always locked. There are
many other
occurrences. Lots of things happened in the 10 years we all
lived there.
After we left the house was tore down. We did go to the library
and found
that there was a nursing home on the property a long time ago.
When the
patients died they were buried behind the nursing home...around
the area the
house was later built. The fairgrounds also have a network
of underground
tunnels that run through the entire fairgrounds.
By: kruk1973@msn.com
Hi my name is Heather and about 3yrs ago my grandmother died. and on the nite we put up our christmas tree we also decorated it w/ bells. When i went to bed my whole family was already asleep and i laid down and i heard a bell ringing and i looked at my dorrway and saw a little girl standing there i thought it was my oldest daughter it looked just like her so i told her to go to bed and she didnt answer me she just kept ringing the bell so again i told her to go to bed and when i took a better look i noticed it wasnt my daughter it was a figure of a girl and she was sort of in all white and she didnt move i screamed and woke my husband he looked but saw nothen i got up and my children were still asleep so i tried to go to sleep but heard the bells again my husband finally heard it but didnt dare to get outta bed. From then on ive had a few experiences w/ her i know shes still in my house and i hear her laughing at times when my kids r in bed and i also hear her running through the house. finally the other day my husband and i were setting up our quick cam on the pc and i was at the keyboard and jon was standing bout6feet behind me and out of nowhere she ran rite behind him and he was able to c her now he knows im not just imagining it lol at times when im the only one up i will turn a lite off and she turns it back on im not afraid of her but i just thought that after cing all of the stories on ur site id share my own im hoping to catch her on the quick cam and record it so others can c her too...
By: lmcgill@mail.win.org
back in 1972 i lived in a very old caretakers house with
my family in the south jeresy town of mount holly
the house was at lest 150 yrs old at the time it sat
down the hill from the main house it was and still is
a tall thin three story plank board house at the time
my father bought it it had a dirt floor kitchen and
was in very poor shape we fixed it up and moved in
without anything strange until about 5yrs later i
was about 12 at the i sleep in the attic it was a very
large attic with every high sealing a very steep stairs
lead up to one large room with a large red brick chimely
between the smaller room were i sleep on this night i
was in my room listoning to music and i had a black-
light on the attic was not finish off and you could see
through the cracks inbettween the boards i was laying
in bed that is on the back wall of the house i had a table
that sat at the chimely when a family of very poorly dressed
very dirty entered into the room through chimely and sat
down on top of and around the table there were 6 of them
it seemed that it was a father mother and their 4 children
3 younger boys maybe 5yrs old to 14 and 1 girl about 18
they were all very loud and seemed to have had formal
schooling the father was short and fat with a bald head
and very rotten teeth they all wore very old and dirty
farmer jeans and riped up shirts the mother and boys
stayed mostly to the back ground while the father and sister
taunted me the girl was very large about 6 ft 1 200 lbs
she stood in the other room by the steps spitting and
throwing peanut shells at me laughing and trying to get
me to confront her while the sat at the table faceing me
about five feet away seeming to really enjoying my fear
and what the girl was doing i'm not sure how long this went
on but the 8 track i had in played at lest 3 times before
i got my breath back and tryed to speak i told the old man
i was going to turn off the music and turn on the lamp
when i reached to the lamp he lunged at me scareing
me have to death at this the whole family seemed to go
wild in a very bulling kind joy after we repeated this a
few times my fear turn to anger i began to yell at them
but i was to afraid get out of the bed to reach the light
i had an old cane laying on my bed and keeped getting
madder and the more it upset me the more they laughed
so i tolded them i did'nt care what they did anymore i
was turning on the light i grabbed the cane and went for
light the old man lunged at me and i swang the cane
i turned on the light and they all ran back into the chimely
i ran to my parents room screaming there was a family
of rednecks in my room torrorizing me we returned to find
no one they tryed to comfort me while shakeing their heads
the next morning at the top of the steps sat a bowl of
shelled peanuts i was never bothered by them again
still they left a very lasting inpression
a true story as recalled by L.P. Mcgill
My Moms Story
By: amanda_193@hotmail.com
When my mom was 12 she lived with her mother, father, brothers and
sisters.
They lived in North Dakota and owned a house. Before they moved
there, this
one guy who lived there and got tired of his life and shot himself
in his
own basement, 5 years later my grandma and grandpa moved there and
have been
noticing strange things happening like, hammers being thrown and
almost
getting hit by them, the tv turning on by itself, footsteps, being
touched
by someone that isn't even there, stuff floating in the air, and
cats acting
strange. Well time has passed. Last year on Christmas I went to
my grandma's
and grandpa's house. I spent the night there, when everybody was
asleep I
stayed awake wondering if I would hear something. I was sleeping
on the
couch and there were other people in the same room, they were also
sleeping.
I was about to fall asleep when I heard somebody walking in the
kitchen I
opened my eyes and stood up to look, but saw nothing. I pulled the
covers
over my head, of course I was scared. It seemed that my cousin heard
the
same thing and was scared as hell also. 2 hours passed and I was
asleep.
Then there was this big boom down in the basement. Everybody heard
it, my
grandpa woke up and went down to the basement to see what it was
and saw
hammers laying on the floor. There was a spirit in the house an
angry
spirit, we all stayed awake all night and suddenly heard the basement
door
open and we all got as scared as hell. My heart was going 100 miles
per
hour, then the door opened again and shut. It seemed the spirit
went back to
the basement. Me and my mom ran out of there not even looking back,
and went
home never wanting to go back there again.
My Parents House
By: Rabecbrown@aol.com
This may sound stupid, but I grew up in a haunted house and didn't
even know
it until after I moved out. This wasn't particularly scary, just
sort of
interesting.
In the late 80's my parents bought a three bedroom ranch-style home
in Orange
County California when I was about 13. They bought it pretty cheap;
as it
required a lot of remodeling. My father was pretty handy though,
and started
remodeling the place room by room. In my opinion, this must
have set off the
ghost. I always got that sort of creepy feeling that I was
being watched,
and I really didn't like being in that house alone. I didn't feel
threatened
or frightened. I just felt a little weird. The temperature of the
place was
also always pretty cool. Even in the middle of summer when
it was positively
roasting outside. Anyhow, on more than one occasion I was
awakened in the
middle of the night for no reason. The house was quiet and
there didn't
appear to be any commotion. I just awoke with a start, would
look around my
dark bedroom in a daze and then fall back asleep. I was a
pretty heavy
sleeper back then, so I attributed it to a bad dream. One
night I was
awakened this way, only I knew what did it. Someone had snapped
their fingers
in my ear. In fact, my ear was literally vibrating from the sound
of it.
Again, I went back to sleep, assuming it was a dream. On a
couple of
different occasions I woke up from noises, like rapping on my bedroom
door
and random noises in the house that had no explanation. I'd get
up, thinking
my parents were awake or that my sister had gotten home, but everyone
would
be asleep and the house would be pitch black. I know this sounds
pretty
dense, but I just dismissed it. Well many years passed, and
I moved out to
go away to college. Just a short time after that my father
passed away and
my mother was forced to sell the house because she couldn't afford
to keep it
without my father's income. One night I spent the evening
at my sister's
house, sitting on her porch having a few drinks and talking.
We got to
talking about ghosts (she has a ghost-cat in her apartment. that
she has seen
a few times). Well, she asked me if I ever saw the "guy" at mom
and dad's old
place. Come to find out, both she and my mom had many encounters
with this
ghost. One two separate occasions, my sister was in her bed
asleep and awoke
to the ghost of a middle-aged man, dressed in blue-jeans and a plaid
shirt
standing at the end of her bed. The first time she gasped
and sat up,
staring at him in disbelief. His figure became more transparent
and slowly
rose to the top of the ceiling where he eventually disappeared.
The second
time he appeared she just laid there looking at him. He just
stood there
looking at her and faded away a few minutes later. She said he seemed
sad,
but not menacing. Just sort of curious. Another time
she awoke to the
sounds of someone in the garage. The wall to her bedroom was
shared with the
back wall of the garage. My dad had the garage fashioned as his
tool-room.
The walls were covered with hooks that all his tools hung from,
and he also
had several of those huge red metal cabinets that held tools as
well. She
heard someone walking around in there, moving the tools around and
opening
the drawers of the cabinets. She got up and crept into the
front hall and
stood, listening to the moving around for a while. Finally,
my mom came out
of her and my dad's bedroom and stood with her, listening.
My sister asked
her if she should call the police and my mom said no, it happens
all the time
and it is not an intruder. Of course, she realized my mom knew about
the
ghost, but didn't ask her any questions. I think she figured
my mom would
never admit that the place was haunted. The weird thing is, at night,
both my
mom and my dad's cars were parked in the garage, and they left no
room for
movement in there whatsoever. So, how the heck would a physical
person
actually be able to get at the tools, much less open those huge
metal drawers
to get at the tools inside?
After hearing her stories, I got to thinking and we both surmised
that the
ghost was from the late 50's, right around the time the place was
built. His
clothing and hairstyle suggested that. Judging by the way
the house felt, we
both could tell that he liked our family and approved of the improvements
my
father did. I think he sort of looked out for us, and didn't
really appear
to me because he probably knew I'd have a heart attack if I saw
a ghost. My
sister, on the other hand, has experienced many paranormal happenings
throughout her life and is more used to it.
The whole time I lived there, it didn't occur to me that it was
a ghost
making the noise at night. And, my mother and sister never mentioned
to me
their experiences while we still lived there. My dad never mentioned
anything
at all. But then again, he was the no-nonsense sort who probably
wouldn't
believe in the paranormal. Even though, after his death he
visited my
sister, my mom and me in our dreams. But that is another story!
By: STARGEM345@aol.com
1.) I was at my friends house, And in her long hallway there
is a picture of
her dead grandmother when she was a little girl, When it was around
midnight
my friend and I walked up the hall, and in the picture her grandmother
winked
at us. We ran so fast in her room and locked the door. We also heard
footsteps outside her door.
2.) When my best friend was a baby he had a grandmother who was
very sick.
Therefore she couldn't hold him, A few months later she died. And
his mother
heard his grandmothers humming & singing, And she smelled her
perfume, and
the rocking chair would be rocking, But when she walked into his
room noone
was there. When he told me, I thought that was very cool.
P.S: I guess she
was holding him when she was passed away since she couldn't when
she was
alive!
My Room
By: kllewis22@hotmail.com
i still believe n ghosts, but when i was about 5 or 6 when i
use 2 b shy, my grandparents had these neighborhood watch meetings,
n i
didn't like goin' 2 them, so i would stay n the living room, n u
could see
inside my room from the living room, and n my room it was my bed
and a small
dresser n front of my bed, but ne way, that night n particular i
was in the
living room n i didn't want 2 go downstairs wit my daddy n i was
lookin' n
my room, n i saw a black shadow like figure in front of the dresser,
everything i did it would copy me, at the time i wasn't scared of
it, i just
figured it was a friend that wanted 2 play. when i walked towards
it, it
would walk 2wards me, if i stepped back it would step back, but
just when i
was about 2 go all the way n my room 2 play wit it, my granddaddy
told me 2
go downstairs wit my daddy so i could have somethin' 2 do. Also
a few months
later another experience had happened. my uncle had died in the
room across
the hall a few yrs. ago, n the bathroom is right next 2 my room.
so 1 night
i was sleepin' wit my grandma n we was sleepin' at the foot of the
bed, i
had woke up n i laid on my back n i looked out n the living room,
n all of a
sudden the bathroom light flashed on and off n just seconds n the
odd thing
was the bathroom door was closed. the next day i asked my granddaddy
was he
n the bathroom that night n he told me no. i've had more experiences
since
that, but it's 2 much 2 type, mayb next time though. if ne would
like 2
respond or had similiar experiences