Museum and Others
By:
exodus125@hotmail.com
I came across your site
and started to read some of the stories. All very interesting. I thought I
would share with you mine.
About 2 years ago, I was
working in a museum in
Here is another story.
I had a friend who lived
in Canada who lived in an old house, It was 3 stories and ever since they had moved
in. They would hear noises, people walking up an down the stairs, down the
halls, voices. My friend seemed to be affected the most by these ghostly
things, the rest of her family kinda learned to live with it. My friend had
acostumed herself to wait for one of her brothers to go to the bathroom before
she went at night. Her brothers knew to leave the bathroom light on so that she
knew they were up. Then she would go to the bathroom an wait outside until one
of her brothers would come out, then shed go in an go back to bed. One night
she needed to go an waited an then she saw the bathroom light go on, she walked
out an wen she got to the bathroom noone was there. Then she saw a child at the
top of the stairs an then it ran downstairs after a ball it droped. She freaked
out an ran to her parents bedroom and her dad was so convinced she had seen
somehting, he even went downstairs to make sure there wasnt anyone in the
house.
I hope you guys enjoy
these stories, take care
Haunted House in Turon
Kansas
By: Candy@techinc.org
On a street in Turon a
house i lived in while I was pregnant with my first child was haunted. You
could lay in the bedroom and hear truly evil laugh of a child who sounded to be
about 3 years old. Before that laugh always came banging on the wall of the
closet. In the upstairs I would get the image in my mind of two little girls in
a room that was now sealed off. When I went upstairs I felt scared, and in
danger. I went up there only one time and I only lived in the house for 4 months
because I couldn't live with the feelings. I felt in danger for myself and my
baby. I had a puppy while I lived there that was the sweetest little thing, but sometimes i could see a
different and evil look in his eyes, and I could always tell when this happened
because his eyes would also change colors. They would go from dark brown to
bright eerie green, almost like they were glowing.
Ginger
By:
canelover40@yahoo.com
Yesterday a classmate of
mine and I were in the
cafeteria talking about
ghost stories. She advised me
of this website and I
checked it out the next day.
Some of the places on
the Oklahoma website, I have
actually been to more
than a few of them, but I didn't
know that they were
haunted in any way. My story is
from when I was a young
boy (9 or 10 can't really
remember), we lived east
of Lake Thunderbird on
Franklin Road, approx. 6
miles, on the corner of
Franklin and County
Line, where Pottawatamie and
Cleveland county
meet. We had 150 acres there,
dirtbike heaven, I was
riding my bike in the back 40,
Dad had almost unlimited
bike trails for me, Almost to
the very back there
stood a large pond (almost 1 acre
in size), a very sharp
curve around it, behind it
stood very dense
woods. It was at dusk and as I
started around the pond on
my bike, my bike just shut
down, have no idea why,
it just shut down. I messed
with it for a while but
couldn't get it started. I
started pushing it
toward the house when I heard alot
of movement in the brush
behind me. I put the bike on
its kickstand and just
froze, a large pack of dogs,
about 12 maybe 15 came
out of the brush, they hadn't
seen me yet or at least
I didn't think that they had
seen me, but when they
did all I heard was growls and
teeth being shown. As my dad taught me, I started
moving toward the pond
very slowly, he had told me in
the past that there were
lots of stray packs of dogs
out there but I never
really believed him, but now I
did. They began to move toward me, I figured that
if
I got them in the water
I had a better chance to
defend myself (pond was
about 12 ft deep), and I'm a
pretty good
swimmer. But once I got into the pond I
saw a blonde flash to my
right, which looked like a
Great Dane. All the dogs squared off, almost like
they were getting ready
to fight. The funny thing is
that the Great Dane
looked like the female Dane that
had been our family dog
for 16 years (she had just
recently passed
away). All the dogs squared off for
about 30 seconds and
then out of nowhere the pack just
turned and ran off
yelping and whining. I stood in
the pond for a few
seconds longer, then I yelled
Ginger (which was our
dogs name) this dog turned to
look at me as if yeah its me, your safe, then wagged
its tail and
barked. I then said under my breath
"I
love ya girl", it was
a tradition to tell her that
every time that I left
the house. The animal then ran
into to brush as if
saying that I will keep them away
until you get home. To this day I still have Great
Danes and all the
females are named Ginger, though I
am on Ginger 7, thanks
for listening, this has been on
my mind for a long time.
Oh by the way, it took me
about 2 hours to push
that bike of mine home.
Ghostly Experiences
By: gerag_00@hotmail.com
My wife and I have been
experiencing some weird stuff at the house for the
past year and a half.
First my wife was sleeping on the sofa in the living
room when she heard
something scratch the sofa. The weird
thing about it is
that we don't own a cat,
but what she saw was something that looked like a
gargoyle. Also, one night as I slept on the same sofa in the
same living
room, I felt like if
someone had sat on the sofa. I felt the cushions sink
and I woke up to find no
one in the room. My wife was asleep in the bedroom,
my daughter was asleep
in her room so I don't know what to think. You can
also hear little steps
running around the house every so often when our
daughter is asleep or
when she is not there.
Neighbors Cat
By:
katana@crestviewcable.com
I was living in an old house
that had been converted into apartments, and strange things happened
often. This is only one story. My roommate had two cats, and we left the
back door open when we were home, to let the cats come and go at will. Therefore, I was not surprised to see a large
grey and white cat strolling through the living room (Sarah's cats are
black). I called out "kitty kitty
kitty" and the cat walked toward me, and then vanished! Sarah told me later that the woman in the
downstairs apartment had a large grey and white cat. Kitty had been hit by a car, and was buried
in the back yard.
Several weeks later, my
brother was visiting, and we had another visit from the grey cat. Ben heard one of the cats eating dry cat
food, and he turned to look. Since the
cat at the food bowl was grey, not black, Ben thought a stray had wandered
in. He chased the cat into my bedroom,
and spent an hour tearing the room apart, but he never found the cat. What is really strange to me is, why would a
dead cat eat?
I later moved into my
own apartment, brand new, I was the first tenant, so I was reluctant to believe
it was haunted. I still don't know what
I was seeing. It appeared to be a small
furry black creature, about the size of a golf ball, and it moved FAST! I wasn't sure I was really seeing these
things, I only caught sight from the corner of my eye. I would have believed I was seeing things,
but the little creatures always ran toward the vertical blinds, and then one
slat would start swinging. Has anyone
else seen these things? Small, black,
furry, and they seemed to roll, rather than run on legs.
Ghosts and Other Things
By:
jgardnerosu04@wowway.com
I've always been a
believer of ghosts. My belief comes from
my mom and my
aunt. It's almost funny because my brother has
always been the one with
the ability to
"know" when something is there or actually see
something. I'd asked my mom why I'd not been given a
chance to see
anything. Sometimes I wish I hadn't wanted that to
happen. The first
thing I witnessed was in
a cemetery with a good friend and my brother.
It
was a very small
cemetery in the middle of a cow field on a hill. We were
all walking around one
area when my brother shouted there was a swarm of
bees around him and he
and my friend started running down the hill to the
truck. I stood there laughing at them and said they
weren't bees, they
were butterflies. I remember standing in the middle of a bunch
of
butterflies. My brother and friend had evidence of the
bees, though,
because they had both
been stung. I was 15 at the time. I can't really
remember anything in
particular happening again until I was 22.
If I remember correctly,
it was spring 2000. My husband and I had
just
bought a small 3 bedroom
ranch in September of 1999 and in November I
became pregnant. By spring I was taking a nap almost every
night before I
went to bed. My husband worked third shift, so I could do
that without
anyone caring. One night I dozed off on the couch and woke up
with a start
sometime around
midnight. I looked up in the corner of
my living room and
saw two balls of light,
each about the size of a baseball, bouncing and
floating around. I looked down at my dog and she was also staring in the
same direction as the
light. I wear glasses because I'm a
little
near-sighted and I had
taken them off before I had fallen asleep.
I
grabbed them and put
them on just to be sure I wasn't seeing things and the
balls were still there
after I put my glasses on. They bounced
around for
what seemed a few
minutes and just disappeared. For some
reason it didn't
scare me. Yes, it made me think about things, but I
wasn't a bit
scared. It never
happened again and I pretty much forgot about it. My
husband had started to
complain that the sliding glass door was unlocked
when he got up in the
afternoons. He blamed me for not locking
it after
letting the dog back in
the house in the morning before I'd leave for
work. After I was blamed for that, I made sure to
double check the door
was locked every morning
before I left. It wasn't unlocked
everyday, but
it did happen often
enough. I also had a shelf that was
secured to a wall
fall and a picture fall
over backward. That's a little difficult
considering the
"leg" that props up the picture had to be pushed in toward
the picture in order for
it to fall over. I'd tried it a few
times and
every time I tried, the
picture fell forward before I could get the leg
folded in far enough for
it to fall back. After those things
occurred, I
told my husband there
was probably someone else living with us.
At first
he didn't believe me,
but after a couple months he started to agree with
me. He was home by himself during the day and
would never tell me
everything that happened
to him.
In January 2002 I was in
a minor car accident. I was sore all
over,and
with a toddler at home,
things could've been tough. My husband
decided
he'd take her to visit
his grandmother 1 1/2 hours away so I could rest
without our daughter
wanting me to pick her up all the time.
They left
early in the evening and
planned on coming back the next afternoon.
I had
to get up the next
morning to go to school. My alarm was
set for 6 a.m.
and when it went off I
hit the snooze. I was sleeping on the
side of the
bed farthest from the
bedroom door and my back was facing the door at the
time. Not long after I'd hit the snooze I heard
footsteps coming down the
hallway from the living
room. I thought it was my husband, which
I thought
was odd because he
would've had to leave where he was at 4:30 a.m. to get
home at that time. The footsteps came into my room and sat on
the bed. By
that time I was
scared. I reached around over my body to
feel around on
the other side of the
bed. I have a feather bed on my bed and
I felt an
indentation where
someone was sitting. I decided to slowly
turn over and
as I did, this
"man" laid down beside me. As
I looked at him, I realized
it was my husband! It wasn't him in a physical sense
though. I gasped and
knew something terrible
had happened and when I asked him what had
happened, this
"man" said "I'm not really your husband, I just thought I'd
show up as someone you
know so I wouldn't scare you". As
he said that he
became a blonde haired
man with broad shoulders. He put his
hands behind
his head and
smiled. I asked who he was and he told
me his first
name. It's been a couple years and I can't think of
the name right off the
top of my head. He told me he lived there and he mentioned
some things
that made me believe
he'd lived there sometime during the '60's or
'70's. He mentioned something about my daughter and
I asked him if he'd
seen her. He told me "Yeah, I have. I stand there and look at her at
night when she's in her
crib". That sent chills up my
spine. That
explained when I'd wake
up from something moving in her room that I'd hear
over the monitor and
then hear my daughter move and usually wake up.
I
asked if he would please
leave her alone and he agreed to do that.
He also
told me not to change
the house. As he told me that he became
very
agitated. It was odd that he'd said that because my
husband and I had
talked about
remodelling. I told him we'd keep things
the way they
were. After that, he left. The next thing I knew, my alarm was going off
again. It had only been eight minutes, but I swear
the whole incident had
lasted much longer.
I kept it to myself the
whole day and that evening I told my mom and my
aunt. They think it's terrible to have a ghost
living in the house with
people, so they wanted
to get him to leave. They left my aunt's
to go to
my house 5 minutes away
and returned around an hour later. They
wouldn't
tell me what they'd
done, but said he was gone. I got ready
to leave and
asked my mom to go back
with me. As I headed home a strange
feeling came
over me and I looked in
my rear view mirror. There
"he" was, sitting in my
back seat. I became so frightened I started to cry. When we got to my
house I told my mom they
hadn't gotten rid of him. The house felt
very
negative when we walked
in. I gathered some things and stayed at
my aunt's
that night. After that, nothing really happened. I moved out of the house
November of that year
due to splitting up with my husband.
Ever since then I can
"feel" energy in houses or other places I
go. Cemeteries are the worst for me. My mom says it's a gift. She
questioned my ability
until I told her about her husband's dead wife being
at their house. After I told her that, she revealed she'd
actually seen
her in their
bedroom. I don't mind being able to
notice these things, I
just wish I'd get to use
this little gift a little more often.
Thank you so much for
your time. Feel free to e-mail me.
Just One Story of Four
By: roger@compu.net
THIS MAY NOT SEEM VERY
FRIGHTNING TO SOME BUT TO A BUNCH OF YOUNG KIDS IT WAS!
WE WERE PLAYING AROUND WITH A CARDBOARD BOX
THAT LOOKED LIKE A COFFIN. IT WAS ON A BACKROAD IN TROY TENNESSEE CALLED
THUNDER ROAD. WE WERE KIND OF ABOUT MIDDLE WAYS FROM EITHER END OF THE ROAD
WHERE THERE WAS A SMALL FIELD OF HIGH GRASS AND WEEDS SURROUNDED BY WOODS ON
THE RIGHT SIDE OF THE ROAD. THERE WERE FIVE OF US PLAYING LIKE WE WERE VAMPIRES
TAKING TURNS GETTING IN THE BOX AND THEN RISING UP KIND OF SLOW LIKE A VAMPIRE
IN THE MOVIES. ANYWAY I WAS STANDING THERE WAITING MY TURN WHEN I HAPPENED TO
LOOK ACROSS AT THE LITTLE FIELD AND I SEEN THIS MALE LOOKING FIGURE STANDING
THERE. IT WAS WAREING CLOTHES FROM AN OLDER TIME AND WHERE THE FACE WAS SUPOSE
TO BE THERE WAS JUST A HAZE LIKE GLOW. I TOLD MY BROTHER AND MY FRIENDS TO LOOK
AND THEY ALL CLAIMED TO SEE IT TOO. WE ALL RAN TOWARD THE END OF THE ROAD THAT
WENT TO THE HIGHWAY AND OUR HOUSE. ACROSS THE HIGHWAY FROM THUNDER ROAD THERE
IS A BAPTIST CHURCH AND THE ROAD BESIDE IT GOES TOWARD WHERE I USE TO LIVE AND
WE SAW THE FIGURE THERE TOO. WE KEPT RUNNING AND WHEN WE CAME UP TOO WHERE THE
LAUNDRYMAT USE TO BE THERE WAS A GRAVEL ROAD THAT CUT THROUGH TO ANOTHER ROAD
ABOUT TWO BLOCKS FROM MY OLD HOUSE. THERE AT THE BACK END OF THE LAUNDRYMAT ON
THE END AWAY FROM US IT WAS THERE AGAIN. WE KEPT RUNNING AND ON MY OLD STREET
TWO HOUSES DOWN FROM WHERE I LIVED AT THE BACK END OF A GARAGE WE SAW IT THE
LAST TIME. WE GOT TO MY HOUSE AND ALL FIVE OF US DIDN'T GO OUTSIDE THE REST OF
THE DAY. WE LOCKED ALL THE DOORS AND WINDOWS AND JUST SAT THERE SCARED TO
DEATH.
WELL THAT IS ONE OF MY STORIES AND TRUE. I
DON'T THINK NOW THAT WHATEVER IT WAS MENT US ANY HARM CAUSE IT HAD TIME TO GET
AHEAD OF US EVERYTIME WE SAW IT. I WISH I KNEW WHAT IT WANTED WITH US?
Haunting in a Movie
Theatre
By: Linzandpam@aol.com
i work at a movie
theatre that is haunted. i life in a small town of modesto, california. the
history was there was another building there and it burned down. the movie
theatre was built right on top of this old building. one day I was walking and
i had a strange feeling that somebody was following me and where i was walking
was a long black hall that goes to the locker rooms. so i look back and see a
girl walking behind me and then i got to the end she was gone. i dont know what
happend to her but there has been other incidents down that same hall. when i
used to walk down that hall i would hear footsteps on the ceiling and that
always scared me so i would usually run down that hall but now i just avoid
going down that hall
Demon hitches ride to
Texas
By: TouKEEPch@aol.com
Several years ago while
visiting Key West my daughter and I went on a ghost tour. While looking and
listening to the tale of one particular ghost in one historic home, I felt this
distinct heat sensation on my right arm.
So much so, I looked around to see if I was under some sort of heat air
vent, there was none that I could see.
We continued our stay another day and actually went back in broad
daylight to see the "oh so ominous" houses, just to get the spooks
out, yeh right! Then, we took a flight
home and returned around 10:30 P.M. where we we're to pick up our vehicle left
in the parking lot, but for some reason couldn't find! After almost 3 hours of frantically
searching, we found it and drove home.
Upon entering our home, we noticed it was unbearably cold. I thought "oh no" I must have
turned the thermostat down instead of up upon leaving. So I go to check, expecting the worst.... a
broken air conditioning unit, but I didn't get to check it at all, because I
heard music coming from my daughter's bathroom.
I see the radio and proceed to turn it off, only it wasn't on, not even
plugged in. I call my daughter in to ask
if she hears the music, she does and proceeds to turn it off, but of course
it's not on! But we still hear music. I
am grappling for answers, and decide to check the air condition closet next to
the bathroom. The door handle turns in
my hand, (deep breath) I try again, telling myself "that did not just
happen!" It happened again and my
daughter saw it this time. I quickly
decide we are leaving the house and going to my mom's in the next town even
though by now it's almost 2 A.M.. Certainly she'll understand once we
explain. We pick up a few things and get
to the front door only to hear what sounds like a thousand bugs hitting it as
if the outside light had been on forever, only it hadn't because we had just
gotten there! (another deep breath) And
I cry out God @#$% you! The sound of a
thousand bugs stops, instantly! My
daughter says "Mom, you made them go away!" More afraid of what was beyond our door than
on this side of it, I sit down to think things through. My daughter says she'll just turn the t.v. on
and try to forget about it. She flips
the t.v. on, but only a green line through the middle shows up. Great, our
t.v.'s out too! But, while she's messing
around trying to fix it, I notice something in the reflection of the t.v.. I can't quite make it out.... yes, it looks
like... a monkey... jumping around.
(Deep breath, shake head and look again)
Yes, definitely, it looks like a small monkey jumping around in the
reflection. That would make it
between the t.v. and the coffee table in
reality, but the cats are....? Well,
Lauren is looking out the window and pawing at the glass and Troy is behind her
with his back arched like a scary cat!
Hmmmm. I calmly, yet firmly tell my daughter to turn the t.v. off, pick
up my bible on the end table and come quickly.
She tells me she's trying to fix the t.v. and... I repeat myself, more firmly. She hands me my
bible and plops down on the sofa. I
begin reading scripture and the cats, neither of which are lap cats, jump up
onto the sofa and in my lap and begin purring, loudly. And slowly we begin to calm down enough to go
to bed although we leave all the lights on, just in case. Next morning, I check the air conditioning
and it's fine, temp is fine, t.v. turns on like normal. Cats are sleeping soundly. What exactly was that? I have my ideas, and I will never, never,
ever, ever, ever go on another ghost tour and give a demon a hitch!
A Story that Happened to
My Aunt
By:
ForeGivenSarO@aol.com
Now I really love
reading your true ghost story! In my family its known for me to tell the ghost
stories on the camping trips, but this summer my aunt had her own to tell and
she is extremely religious and believes that ghosts are Satan's messengers. Now
here goes her experience. My aunt lets call her "Rose" was reading
her bible in bed while my uncle "Bob" was watching TV in the living
room. As she was laying in bed a handsome gentleman came into the room. She
described him light skinned but with dark hair and a beard. Smiling the gentleman
sat down on the bed and asked "Rose, come with me I have something to show
you." My aunt calmly looked at him and replied. " No." and
returned to reading the passage in her bible. The gentleman stood up and began
to pace and sighing muttering her name. Finally my aunt had enough and shouted
"In the name of god. leave my house now!" The gentleman looking angry
and left the room. A few minutes later Uncle Bob came into the bedroom and room
asked her if she called for him and asked if she seen the Limo that was pulling
out of there driveway. I honestly don't know if this story is true or not..or
if she was visited by a ghost or "Satan's messengers." But I thought
to share this with you anyway. Thanks.
The Lady Near the
Cemetery
By: VinceP@discovery.co.za
I live in the town of
Alberton, South Africa. In our town there is a very spooky road that goes past
a cemetery and ends in a dead-end. On all the occasions that I have travelled
this road at night, there was a layer of mist about six feet above the road's
surface. There are also no street lights and no houses nearby. I once heard a
story of an old burnt out car that haunts this road. Apparently, in order to
see this car, you need to flash your lights at the gates of the cemetery, drive
to where the road ends, make a u-turn and look in your rear-view mirror. At
this point the ghost car will become visible and start to follow you.
When my friends and I
heard this story, we decided to go check it out. However, the story of the car
turned out to be a hoax but what we saw that night was much scarier and
disturbing. We drove down the dark and isolated road at around midnight on a
cold winter night. The road passed through a creek so it was very misty and
scary looking. Just past the cemetery, we noticed a woman standing on the side
of the road. She looked to be in her mid-thirties and had blonde hair and a
pale complexion. As we got closer to the woman, we noticed that she was draped
in a white bed sheet and that she was bare feet. It was really odd to see a
woman alone at night at such an isolated place. Also it was very cold that
night and she only had the sheet around her. We stopped next to her to offer
help but she didn't say anything and had no expression on her face what so
ever. Just then we realized that she wasn't standing but that she was hovering
above the ground. She held her hand out towards the car and started to move
closer to us. This obviously scared the hell out of us and we sped away. When
we looked back, the lady was gone.
When My Father was Dying
By:
GutierrM@sharpsec.com
It was in September,
1998, my father had been suffer cancer of liver since November 6, 1997 when he
felt sick one night, we had to drive him
to the ER; in matters of days after
several studies, he got a diagnostic of this silent killer( let me just make
clear that as long as I remember, I been witnessed that he wouldn't drink a
single glass or bottle of beer or wine unless it was New Year's Eve.)
In his death of bed, I
remember that I had to fly to Monterrey N.L. Mexico in an emergency situation;
well, the Doctor had tell my step mother that my father would no longer than a
couple of days.
I arrived Mexico, along
with my 4 year old son, came to see my father right away, to let him know that
we loved him very much. Most of the
family and I, spent the rest of the day by his side; it was getting so late
about 2:30 am and I went up stairs to get some rest; I remember the room that I
get to sleep in have the entrance door in the middle of the wall, and it had
two twin beds one on each side of the door against the side walls, Since I was
young, I wanted to leave the beds for the grown up family members; so, what I
did, I went to sleep in the floor in the
middle of the twin beds along with my son with my head towards the door.
About 4:30 in the morning My son woke up and
he start slamming my right arm and face, and he keeps saying "ma, ma,
grandpa, ma, grandpa" and I told him: ok Gordito (Fatty), grandpa is
sleeping right now, we're gona see him in a little while, and I told him go
back to sleep he fall asleep again, 1/2 hr later he woke up again and keep
repeating the same words " ma, ma, grandpa, ma, grandpa" and I told
him, yes, my dear we're gona see him as soon as there is sun light, and I hug
my kid, he fell asleep again and I remember as if it was yesterday, I had
barely fell asleep when I did feel that somebody, kicked my pillow kind of soft
with out touching my head, I look around
there was nobody around, my son still sleeping, nobody was nearby the stairs,
so I laid down my head back in my pillow and I was just barely falling asleep
again, when it happen, someone or something had kicked my pillow a bit harder
than the first time, I got scared and I took my boy in my arms and I run,
"flew" down stairs, on the way there my son keeps saying "Is
grandpa mami, Is grandpa" well MY Father passed away about 7:20 or 7:30
am, couple of hrs later and I Feel and I think that my daddy's spirit was
trying to tell me first thru my son then kicking my pillow, that he was going to
leave my father's body. and he want me to be there at that time. I had to
mention also that my brother and sister, were flying to see him before he died,
they couldn't make it on time, On their way to see my father my sister had
certain kind of vision from God asking her if she will rather see her father
alive with an IV all over his body or let him died in Peace? and she told God: I want to see him alive;
but if his is going to suffer more than he had suffer already, I rather, with
all my broken heart want to let him go. At this very same time my step mother
had ask me if I want my father to live a few more hrs, the doctor can give him
ad IV ,but this will be so painful for my father, the cancer had spread to
other vital organs at this time that the kidneys had stop their function 24
hours prior this time and he wasn't able to pi, so all the liquid has been
retained by his body, he was suffering to much and IV will be worst. I hesitate
for a while and I recall he said once
that He didn't want to have any kind of IV's on him when the time comes
so as his will I told them : No IV's
Also I have to mention
that several months after my Father Died My brother did see him, at home, in
Chicago and this happens during the Day light.
Very Strange
By:
jesslea8304@yahoo.com
My name is Jessica. I am 21 years old and have been in many
strange situations. One that stands out
in my mind happened when I was 16. I was
going to a friends house and of course there was a train on the tracks. Being bored I decided to go visit my great
grandmothers burial spot which wasn't far from there. It was a nice day not to cold but not hot
either. As I pulled into the cemetery I
suddenly realized I had no clue where her headstone was located. Driving along I stopped at a familiar spot
and got out. I remember a weird tree the
was right next to her headstone. I
searched for about 5 minutes and was going to consider it a lost cause. A sudden, almost eerie breeze picked up and
made me turn out of the direction of the wind.
Right in front of me was the tree and my Great-Grandmothers headstone. I
got chills but I wasn't scared. My
Grandmother was a wonderful person who would never think of hurting me. I sat on the ground a chatted out loud to her
about things in the family and with me.
I don't know how long i had been there.
I was pretty cold by the time I was going to leave. I said my farewell to grandma and headed for
my car. Walking along I realized i had
left my car running and the windows were down.
I was ready to get in and turn on the heater. As eerie as the breeze was, getting into my
car was even more eerie. Windows up and
heater full blast. I don't know if this
was the works of my great- grandmother or one of the many relatives i have
buried out there. At least I know they
still care about me and try to protect me.
Haunting In The Dead
Woods
By:
dark_lotus_2001@hotmail.com
First off, I'd like to
start by saying I have a forest in my backyard (that's basically all u need to
know), and also I know no one will believe me, but this story is 100% true. One
day (about a couple years ago) I was chatting on the computer when all of the
sudden I got extremely bored. So seeing as I never checked out the woods, I
decided to do so. It was in October (about a week before a kickass
concert..Tool w/ Meshuggah..but this has nothin to do with the concert), so
carrying on. I started walking around, and I kept hearing leaves moving and
sticks cracking (the normal sound of the woods). I looked around, and to my
surprise I saw something move really fast deep into the woods. I starting
running after it to see what it was, but nothing was there. I stood there, out
of breath, and in the need of a cigarette. So I light up a cig, but when I
looked at the ground I saw some blood. Knowing it came from the thing moving
fast, I thought it was a deer. I followed the blood trail while smoking my cig,
and it lead me to a space of dirt in the ground about 6 feet long. I wanted to
dig it up to see if there was anything burried there, so I ran back home and
got a shovel. en I went back there, the blood trail was still there, and then I
got a frightening and depression feeling, so I went back home. Later that
night, there was a knock on the door. I answer it and it was a very sad and frightened
lady. She said "Can u help me? My husband is wounded in the woods."
So I grab a flashlight and followed her. She took me to where I was earlier
that day and pointed towards some bushes. I shine my light and there was
nothing there. I said "Look lady, I dont know what you're trying to pull,
but if.." I stopped right there and noticed, she was gone without a trace.
Then I heard a faint whisper say "please help me, go get help"
followed by a loud gunshot. I ran in fright and made it home. The next day (extremely
curious about the event before) I went back there. Nothing was there, except
some markings in the ground. I kneeled down to check it out, and the markings
read "Thank You". I never told anyone about this (all they'd say is
"yeah right" and think I'm crazy). I hope all of you believe me. Feel
free to email me.
The Voices
By: Jjbault@aol.com
I've got a story that i
don't tell very much but when i lived with my daughter in her first apt i was
sitting at the dinning room table reading or something and i kept hearing a
voices but she was the only apt on that side downstairs and there was not any
next to her. As i kept sitting there the voices got louder but i was the only
one to hear them on one else did. So i
didn't tell anyone for a week or two and
then i heard this little girl talking to me and her name was tabatha
"TABBY" and her father killed her because she had dropped him not on
purpose but her father beat her really bad. And he put her and her baby brother
in a cave which was on there land, well he locked them in the cave with only a
candle and he told her to remember what she had done to Johnathan. She kept
crying but no one heard her, but her older sister "MARY" tired to get
her out and there father found out and he beat mary til she was dead and threw
her body in the lake across the road, she was found but no one knew who she was
because there father never had friends or any family so there was not anything
on the family. Tabby she talked to be and for a awhile she was inside of me i got
so scared and hide inside a closet fearing that her father would find me, my
daughter didn't know what to think but she did find the cave right where i told
her it was and she went to the libary and found out about the family from old
newspapers after there family hadn't heard from there brother and they found
him dead and his wife was dead too. The names were the "SMITHS"
and its all true at
least for me.. And then my daughter was moved to another apt and there i was
watching tv which was in front of the window and i seen people in the glass
behind me but when i looked back no one was there, even after the move to the
other apt i kept heaaring "TABBY" talking to me i guess sshe must
have felt safe with me. And to this day i still thinnk of her and all of the
other things had happen and when i go past there i remember her.
The Cabin
By: RespectUSMC@aol.com
Me, my dad and my uncle
went to a cabin in Death Valley that we always go to and spent the night. We ate dinner and started settling down for the
night. The good thing about this place
is that you can hear someone driving from a mile away and even footsteps from a
good distance. We didn't see anyone all
day on the trip thru the canyon and into the evening. We shut off the lantern about 9:00 p.m.. About 11:00 we woke up to what sounded like
pipes being moved around underneath the cabin, we just thought rats so we went
to sleep again. About an hour later we
woke up to a sound like cardboard being dragged across the rocks outside. So we went out armed to the teeth (remember
Wrong Turn?) wanting to know who's out there.
Didn't see anyone, any tracks or heard anymore sounds so we went back
in. We got settled down again when we
heard a car door being slammed shut (there's a car port at the cabin, we were
in one vehicle, it was locked up tight and we didn't hear anyone pull up). We said "That's it we're outta
here", so we loaded up and left in about 30 minutes. I thought it might be a ghost of someone that
Charles Manson murdered because his cabin is about 5 miles from the cabin we
stayed at.
Story that Really
Happened
By:
krystalosborne22@yahoo.com
I have always been able
to see things and feel things that most people haven't been able to do. As a
child, I would often see strange shadows in my room. I'd watch them slide under
my door. I used to cover my head with my blanket and pray that they'd go away.
Me and my sister shared a room and we had bunk beds. One particular night we
went to bed a bit later than we usually did. About 2 in the morning I was
suddenly awoken by a strange feeling. You know the one where the little hairs
on the back of your neck raise and you feel like you're being watched. I sat
up( I slept on the top bunk) and leaned over my bed to wake my sister. After
she was awake, I told her about the feeling I had. She scared very easily so
she climbed up to my bed to lie with me, It had probably been about five
minutes since she had moved when we felt our bed give an almighty shake. We
held onto to each other completely frozen in fear. Out bed comtinued to shake
for about ten minutes. It shook so hard that I think it may have actually left
the floor for a brief period. We called for our parents and they came in. It
stopped the moment they had opened the
door. They said we had just watched to much t.v. and had let our imaginations
run away. Needless to say me ans her decided to sleep with mom and dad that
night. The bed shaking never quite until I was about 14 years old. By then I
had gotten used to it and tended to ingore it. My sister was different though.
She slept in the living room a lot. It stopped doing the shaking though about
14, like I said. Me and my sister, of course, still tried to persude people
that the bed really did shake at night. People thought we were just joking
around and trying to scare them. I had told my boyfriend about it when we were
15 and he seemed to think it funny, too. When we were aound 18-19 he and his
friend ended up staying at our house do to a blizzard. My sister eagerly gave
up our room and me and her slept in the living room while my boyfriend slept on
the bed (by then, we didn't have bunk beds. There was only one bed in there
because my sis insisted that she didn't one and often slept in the living
room). while his friend slept on the floor. After I had fallen asleep I heard
someone calling my name. It was my boyfriend so I went to find out what he
needed but before I had even reached the hall him and his friend came charging
out about knocking me over. They told me my bed had begun to shake very bad.
The friend who was on the floor swore to me that he saw red eyes under the bed
and that he would never sleep in that room again. It's funny though. Both me
and my parents bedrooms both had problems. My dad would never admit it, but my
mom would be sure to let us know that she felt strange things too. Another
strange story involves me as a child around 8 years old. My sister was staying
the night at a friends house, my parents were outside saying goodbye to company
and I was alone in the living room holding my cat Felipe. It was Christmas time
so our tree was lit. It was against one wall. Our couch was across from it.
That's where I was sitting. I heard a crash in my parents bedroom and got
scared. I heard laughing and footsteps that seemed to be running down our hall.
My cat had gone crazy and was really scratching me. I looked up to see if I
could see anything and almost wet myself. A small black creature with long ears
and hair growing out of them came into our living room full tilt and ran into
our Christmas tree with such force that it knocked it over. I was completly
stunned and just sat there watching. The creature seemed to melt away. Now that
I think about it I would almost have to describe him as part goat. Like his
legs were like goat legs, bent the way that they are. His torso was sorta human
looking, only wrinkly. His ears were long and almost sort of bent at the top.
He had a long nose also. It's hard to describe the face. I supose the best way
would be to say it looked kinda like an orc from lord of the rings. I told
everyone about this creature but everyone seemed to think i was a lunatic. Last
year I went home for my mom's birthday and told the story to my mom's friend
and neighbor, Barb. It surprised me to find that she didn't laugh at me.
Instead, she said that a kid that lived near my parents had told her the same
story not too long before. The kid said he'd been sitting in the kitchen and
thought he saw someone looking in the window. When he went to check, he saw the
creature there and it spoke. It was in another language. I can't remember the
words it said, but the way she said it, it sounded like latin. Anyway, I have
many more stories, but feel it would take up too much time to relive every
single one. Thanks for your time :)
Sleep Over
By: dkcole@cableone.net
I was having a friend
spend the night at my house. We had just gotten back
from a movie and decided
to sleep in the basement. I felt like We were being
watched from the extra
bedroom. When my friend looked over she saw a face
form out of the t-shirts
that were hanging to dry. We decided maybe it would
be better to just go to
sleep. Both of us were just about asleep at 2:30 AM
when we heard footsteps
in the basement with us. At first I thought that it
was my dad, he gets up
at odd times of night occasionally. Then I realized
that no one had come
down the stairs. Also if my dad had come downstairs the
dog would have followed.
We both noticed that the room had started getting
very cold. My friend and
I agreed to look toward the spare bedroom at the
same time. We looked and
saw a woman wearing a white dress (19th century
style) standing in the
door way (I could only see the feet but she saw the
body and faceless head).
By this time it was quite cold but we decided just
to wait it out, figuring
she would leave. Not so. The heater started
clicking like chain
hitting metal. Then we felt her enter the room and sit
in the chair next to
where we were still on the floor. It was like she was
there to protect us.
Then my friend said "look at the mirror." We had both
seen faces of the woman
and a hooded man who was dark and shadowed. He acted
like he was trapped in
the glass case with the mirror behind it. We both
tried to get up but were
held down in the room with the spirits. Finally we
got up and ran upstairs.
As soon as we got up we heard screaming, high
pitched noises and metal
sounds coming from the basement. This is not the
only time appearanes
have happened there. The TV also turns on by its self,
only to turn off when
you reach the doorway. And rocking chairs rock on
their own. Well that's
the story hope you enjoy!
My Grandparents
By:
jesslea8304@yahoo.com
We brought both of my
grandparents home to pass away peacefully.
I lived with them for the first seven years of my life. I loved them both with all my heart. My granfather had been sick for several years
with diabetes. Finally it was to much
for him. We took him home in June of my
senior year in high school. Death is a
strange thing. He thought he was gone
before he really was. They had taken his
pacemaker out and it was a matter of time.
My family made me and my cousins go on to school the next morning. My grandfather lived for 20 hours. At about 10 something I was sitting in class
and just felt the need to leave. I
grabbed my stuff and headed for home. My
cousin met me at the stairs. He knew I
already knew. We didn't even say
anything just left. I got up and left at
almost the exact time of death. That was
one of the worst days of my life.
That was in June. In September I move back in with my
grandmother. She had been sick for going
on 8 years with emphsemia. I didn't
realize moving into my grandfathers room meant sharing it with him. I would always wake up to someone in the
bathroom, which was in the bedroom. You
could hear them washing their hands, shaving,
running the shower. And everytime
I would make sure everyone was asleep before I would freak out. My grandmother always reassured me it was my
grandpa. It still creeped me out. One night I was searching for this certain
song he would play for me when I was younger.
I looked through all of his tapes and settled on it being a lost
cause. The next morning i woke up to the
song playing. I ran straight to my
grandma. She told me to tell him not to
scare me. After that I always had a
comfortable feeling when I was at home.
The beginning of
November was filled with heart ache. My
uncle died suddenly of a massive heart attack.
This made my granmother so upset she ended up in the hospital. Three
days later we brought her home. She
lived for 3 days. She suffered
alot. It was awful. After taking all
those days I had to attend my certified nursing class. At lunch time I needed to call home. I let it ring and ring. I knew someone had to be there. Finally my Uncle answered the phone. Hesitant to give the phone to my mom, I just
hung up and left class. When I got home
my Mother informed me that when the phone rang my grandmother took her last
breathe.
Her presence was also
known after her death. Only I think she
remembered that I freak out because she let me know she was there in a subtle
way. Like closing doors for me. And sometimes after they were gone I would
just sit in the house and cry and reminsce then I would feel as though they
were hugging me or so thing like that.
Just comforting me i guess. My
grandfather also visited me in a dream telling me that I would be fine that
they would always be with me. I beleive
it because there have been so many times I should have gotten hurt or in
trouble, something made me change my mind about whatever it was. They are my Guardian Angels. Cherish your family they will help you even
after death.
Detroit Michigan
By:
KittyKatFish68@aol.com
This is a true story...
i have told it to a few people that i know believe in the paranormal, but don't
want to sound like a quack to those that don't, so i kinda keep it to myself...
i lived Detroit...
we moved in when i was 4... i used to hear footsteps at night & the
creaking of the floor but assumed it was my mom or stepdad... i used to get
really creepy feelings that i was being watched as well... one morning i was
laying in bed & a this weird feeling came over me... my eyes popped open
& i saw a bluish-white apparition floating in the doorway of my bedroom...
like it was watching me... it looked a human figure, only it had no feet or
visible parts like fingers, eyes, etc.... i laid there for about 10 minutes
just watching it to see what it would do or see if my eyes were playing tricks
on me... i could hear my mom getting ready for work in the bathroom, but i was
frozen in fear waiting for something to happen... finally, after realizing this
thing wasn't about to go anywhere, i called for my mom... as soon as i yelled "mom",
it disappeared... i found out when i got older that the old man that owned our
house had died there... we heard it was suicide, but never followed up on it...
Happened Until I Left
By:
m.vaughn1@comcast.net
I have had paranormal
experiences since I was a child. The first happened when i was about 5. We
lived in a house in Bakersfield CA, and I remember walking down the hallway
into the bathroo and as I walked into the bathroom I felt very scared. I looked
up for some reason and I saw a pair of eyes staring at me. I do not know the
history of that house. Fastfoward a few years... My mom, grandma and I lived in
a new house (we were the first ones to live there) EVERYtime I was upstairs I
felt afraid, I heard things when there was nothing there, it was a two story
house and I could never just walk down the stairs because as I would walk down
the hallway to the stairs my chest would get very tight and the hair on my neck
would stand up. I would wake up in the middle of the night and feel a pressence
by me I would just shut my eyes and pray that it would leave me alone. It
continued to happen until I left the house.
Ghost of My Dog
By:
barnes9200@hotmail.com
When I was 11 my sister
came home and bugged my dad to let us have a pup from her boyfriend's dog's
litter. We got the pick of the litter,
and my sister named her Annabelle.
Despite my father's objections, Annie became more than just a household
pet.
My mother said it always
seemed as if Annabelle understood us like she was a person. You could actually talk to her, and she would
nod her head, or she would just look at you and pay attention. She also seemed to be saying OUT when she
wanted to go outside. She always had different
barks for different reasons, and the one to go out always struck us as funny
because it did sound like the word out.
One occasion that struck
us funny is after she had a surgery for gastric torsion. Before that, she was very protective of me,
but afterward she grew quite fond of my dad.
He was the one who told the vet despite the costs or risks to do the
surgery. She actually jumped up on my
dad when we picked her up after surgery and laid at his feet constantly.
She also was very fond
of my mom. It was almost like a ritual
that when my mom fed her, she put her nose up and kissed my mom's cheek when
she was fed.
Here's the good part...
She was almost 13 and we
could see her health deteriorating.
Then, I was at my boyfriend's house, and had the most horrid dream that
she died, and I actually woke up crying.
Right after I woke up, my dad called and said to get home and we had to
take her to the vet. When I got home my
parents were distraught and said she did not come out from under their bed all
night, and refused to. I went in their
room and said "Annie, I'm home, let's go" and she came right out, and
immediately went to our car and got in when we opened the door. At the vet's office my father became upset
and begged the vet to "just give her something so she could go home with
us". Our vet cried and said there
was nothing she could do. I then said
"Daddy, we have to let her go.
She's miserable." and she looked up at me and actually smiled
:) She was put down shortly after.
After she was gone, we
decided to keep her ashes from her cremation.
I went out in our yard to spread them in her favorite spots. As I did this, a small white butterfly landed
on my shoulder. I tried three times to
shoo it off, and it would not move. My
mom said "Look at that!" and I said "Annabelle", and the
butterfly flew away.
Then, we did not have
another dog in the house for about 2-3 weeks.
One day I was in my room lying down and my door opened. Thinking it was our cat, I got up and shut
the door. I looked out and saw Annabelle
in the hallway. She looked at me, and I
said "Annie, come here, I miss you!" and she vanished. This happened another time when the dog that
"replaced" her in the house was at the vet overnight for
surgery. Again, my door opened, I went
to shut it, and there she was.
We've also heard nails
clicking on our tile floors, thuds on our living room floor as if she's there
laying down, and once I felt something brush up against me in our kitchen and
breathing. Thinking it was my present
dog, I turned around and nothing was there.
The night I went into
labor, my husband and I were on our way to the hospital. Driving along a back road, my husband said
"Look there on the side of the road!"
I looked and saw a dog exactly like my Annie sitting there and looking
at us. When I looked back to see if the
dog was still there, it was gone. I even
made my husband turn around, but no dog was there. Annie wishing her congrats?
Lastly, before she
passed, my parents and I were sitting in the living room one night and all of a
sudden Annie came up to each of us and nudged us with her nose and licked our
faces. She did this to each of us, one
after the other. We like to think of
this as her "goodbye".
My son has even had his
run ins with my pooch. He often talks
about the "big puppy" that wakes him up and is in his room (our dog is
crated at night). He's even seen dogs
similar to Annabelle on TV and has said "That dog in my room!". My husband's even walked near his bed at
night only to trip over something in front of the bed. Looking down, there is nothing there. He even has tripped at the top of our
stairs. By the way...the top of the
steps, next to beds, under beds, and the living rooms were Annie's favorite
places to keep her "watch" over us while she was alive. Well, I got a butterfly tattoo on my left
shoulder to remind me of my beloved Annabelle, and heck, if I have a ghost
around, it may as well be her. Sure
beats some of the other "guests" from the other side I've
encountered.
GHOST BOY---4 PART STORY
By:
amray@buckeye-express.com
MY 7 YEAR OLD GRANDSON
HAS SEEN GHOST BOY AND TALKED ABOUT HIM SINCE HE WAS TWO YEARS OLD---BUT ONE
DAY LAST YEAR I GOT A CHANCE TO SEE HIM----ON A MONDAY IN OCTOBER 2003 I WAS
MAKING A CAKE FOR MY SON-IN-LAWS BIRTHDAY---(COINCIDENTALLY HE HAPPENS TO BE
THE POLICE OFFICER THAT WORKS FOR WHITMER HIGH SCHOOL IN TOLEDO, OHIO THAT YOU
MENTION ON YOUR WEB SITE)---I WAS GOING TO MAKE HIM A CAKE I HADN'T MADE HIM
BEFORE, BUT HE SPECIAL ORDERED A GERMAN CHOCOLATE CAKE. THE WHOLE TIME I WAS
MAKING THE CAKE I HAD THIS OVERWHELMING FEELING SOMEONE WAS IN THE ROOM WITH
ME---IF I HAD TURNED AROUND AND SOMEONE HAD BEEN BEHIND ME I WOULD NOT HAVE
BEEN SURPRISED---WHEN I GOT THE RECIPE OUT FOR THE FROSTING, I NOTICED SOME OF
THE INGREDIENTS HAD FADED WITH AGE SO I RE-WROTE OVER THE FADED AREAS. THEN I PUT
IT ON TOP OF MY RECIPE BOX AND GOT THE FIRST INGREDIENT AND PUT IT IN THE
MIXER---I WENT BACK FOR THE SECOND INGREDIENT AND ADDED IT TO THE MIXER---WHEN
I WENT BACK FOR THE THIRD INGREDIENT THE RECIPE HAD SWITCHED TO THE RECIPE OF
THE CAKE I WAS GOING TO MAKE HIM BEFORE HE ASKED FOR GERMAN CHOCOLATE. THE
FROSTING RECIPE WAS UNDERNEATH. I WAS SHOCKED AND A LITTLE SCARED BECAUSE I
KNEW SOMEONE WAS WITH ME IN THE ROOM----THE SECOND PART---ON FRIDAY I HAD LUNCH
WITH A FRIEND AND MY TWO DAUGHTERS AND WE TALKED ABOUT WHAT HAPPENED---MY
DAUGHTER---THAT NEVER TALKS ABOUT SUCH THINGS, JUST ABOUT FLOORED ME WHEN SHE SAYS, "WE HAVE A GHOST BOY
IN OUR BASEMENT---I SEE HIM IN THE CORNER WHEN I GO DOWN THERE". SHE HAD NEVER
MENTIONED THIS, EVEN THOUGH HER SON TALKS ABOUT THE GHOST HE SEE'S OFTEN.
NOTHING MORE WAS SAID, AS WE WERE LEAVING AND WALKING TO OUR CARS AS SHE TOLD
US THIS.-----PART THREE----ON THE FOLLOWING MONDAY I WAS AGAIN IN THE KITCHEN
MAKING CUT OUT COOKIES FOR MY GRANDSONS HALLOWEEN PARTY---GHOST COOKIES--HA-HA--MY
THREE YEAR OLD GRANDSON WAS ON THE POT AND NEEDED ME---WHEN I TURNED TO GO
TOWARDS THE BATHROOM I SAW SOMEONE RUN BY FROM THE BATHROOM INTO MY BEDROOM. I
JUST ASSUMED IT WAS MY GRANDSON BECAUSE WE WERE THE ONLY TWO IN THE HOUSE. WHEN I WALKED IN, HE WAS STILL ON THE POT AND
I KNEW WHAT I HAD SEEN. LOOKING BACK ON IT, I REALIZED IT WAS A BOY AND A BLUR
BUT TALLER THEN MY GRANDSON. A FEW HOURS LATER I WAS ON THE COMPUTER. MY
GRANDSON WAS ON THE CHAIR WITH ME, WHEN I HEARD SOMETHING RUNNING--IT SOUNDED
LIKE A FAN--I GOT UP TO INVESTIGATE AND IN THE NEXT ROOM MY GRANDSONS TOY
HOOVER SWEEPER HAD BEEN TURNED ON. I TOLD THE GHOST HE WAS DEAD AND NEEDED TO
GO TO THE OTHER SIDE TO BE WITH THE PEOPLE THAT LOVED HIM. I TOLD HIM TO FIND
THE LIGHT AND GO TO IT, BUT IF HE INSISTED ON STAYING HERE, I NEED TO KNOW WHEN
HE IS AROUND. I ASKED HIM TO TURN A PICTURE FRAME SIDEWAYS WHEN HE IS IN THE
HOUSE. I HAVE FOUR FRAMES ON THE TV, AND IT IS THE ONLY ONE THAT MOVES ON
OCCASION. ALMOST TO THE POINT OF FALLING OFF THE TV.-----PART FOUR---THE NEXT
DAY WHEN I SAW MY DAUGHTER I TOLD HER WHAT HAPPENED. ALL SHE SAID WAS "MOM
WHAT DID HE LOOK LIKE". WITHOUT EVEN THINKING ABOUT IT, I SAID HE IS THIS HIGH AND HAS LOTS OF HAIR.
USING MY HANDS TO DEMONSTRATE HOW IT BUSHES OUT. SHE SAID, "OH MY GOD,
THATS THE LITTLE BOY IN MY BASEMENT". SINCE LAST OCTOBER I HAVE NOT SEEN
HIM BUT MY DAUGHTER HAS IN HER HOUSE. INFACT, ONE DAY SHE WAS MAKING SANDWICHES
FOR SCHOOL LUNCHES AND A SHADOW MOVED PAST
HER TO HER LEFT. SHE WAS TRYING TO RATIONALIZE WHAT IT COULD BE WHEN THE
7 YEAR OLD SAID,"MOM A GHOST JUST WALKED BY". ALSO TO PROVE HOW
INNOCENT CHILDREN ARE WITH THESE THINGS. HERE IS AN ADDED STORY TO GHOST
BOY--WEEKS AFTER THE TOY INCIDENT---WE WERE COMING HOME FROM DINNER AND THE
BOYS WERE SPENDING THE NIGHT. WHEN WE PULLED IN THE DRIVEWAY THE 7 YEAR OLD
YELLS---"GHOST BOY IS HERE GRANDMA---I SAW HIM IN THE WINDOW. " WHEN
WE CAME IN THE DOOR THE 7 YEAR OLD SEE'S HIM STANDING THERE AND ASKS ME IF I
CAN SEE HIM BUT I TOLD HIM I COULDN'T. AS WE ARE GOING TO BED THE 7 YEAR OLD
SAY'S, " I WONDER IF GHOST BOY IS GOING TO PULL ON MY TOES TONIGHT".
I ASKED IF HE DOES THAT OFTEN AND HE SAID,"ONLY WHEN I SEE HIM". BY
THE WAY I HAD TO MOVE THE PICTURE BACK, IT WAS READY TO FALL OFF THE TV.
Freaky
By:
barbiegirl4201@yahoo.com
I would like to tell you
all of a chilling experience that happened to me. It was 1999 I was a Junior in
High School and was spending the night at my friend Meredith's house. She lived
in the old part of Concord NC- which is full of old shops and gas stations and
houses. She had told me before the first time I went over to her house that her
house was haunted- She said she never experienced anything but her parents had-
She slept down stairs in a room right off from the front door and her room
joined with their "family room". Her mother slept at the far end of
the house and they had one room up stairs called the round room- because it was
a complete circle. She claimed to have heard noises up there.
We (Meredith, Me and one
other girl) came in late one night at about 2:30 after visiting with our
boyfriends and got in bed. She had a large bed so we all slept in it, we
finished smoking a cigarette and had finally quit talking and tried going to
sleep. Well all the sudden we heard a music box playing and then people talking
(kinda muffled) in a different language.
Meredith's friend was the first to say what was that? And Meredith said her TV
was old and sometimes sound comes out when it's not on. So she got up and
walked to the door way of the Family room to the bookshelf (it was an old built
in the wall book shelf where the TV was- The TV faced the family room) and
turned on the TV and flipped through some channels and turned it back off- and
hopped back into bed- We smoked another cigarette cause our nerves were kinda
shot and once again we settled down for bed-
That was when we heard
it again- All of us- The music box and the People talking in different
languages-we contemplated really quick on what to do- She changed the channel
but yet the same noises were heard. She quickly jumped up a yanked the TV plug
out of the wall and got back into bed. There- I thought- that fixed it. Just as
I was about to doze off- We heard it again- That time was all got up and walked
up to the TV- the TV was unplugged and there was sound coming out of the
speakers! We all grabbed shoes and car keys and purses and ran out of the
house! We drove around until 6:00 when the sun started to come up- we did get
pulled over at about 4:15 cause the cops were wondering what a bunch of girls
were doing out so late at night and we told him our ghost story and he looked
at us so weird. But hey- he let us go!
I also have another
slightly chilling story that just recently happened- The aired a special on TV
about the Exorcist. I was at my friend Blake's house and we were not really
paying attention to it- Just talking and drinking beer- We decided to go down
to his party house near the water and he got up and turned off the TV (a
commercial was on) and we all stood up at the same time (3 of us) and Blake
turned around to face us and the TV turned back on and the screen was all black
with red letters that read "The Curse of the Exorcist". Talk about
freaky! I was freaked out! Not to mention a guy came up to his dock at 2 in the
morning saying he ran out of gas and floated up to his dock and wanted to hang
out and drink beer with us- He turned out to be OK but he did kind of remind me
of the preacher from the exorcist. Freaky!
Apparitions
By:
joost@mara-image.co.nz
Hello there I would like
to share with you my experience of seeing a spirit.
Well I am not sure why I
am sharing this with you I have mostly kept this secret for 19 years but
reading your other stories I would like to add this one. I was fourteen walking
outside in the street with my two friends when all of a sudden I had an
incredible urge to look up and there under the street lamp was a beautiful
women hovering mid air, she looked like someone out of the past she had a hood
on like Arabic women wear but without the veal, the sense of seeing her was
unbelievable like a huge adrenalin rush and one with unexplained belief mixed
with awesome renewal in belief.
I remember looking into
her eyes she was radiating white light around her but her eyes were so very
deeply beautiful and she looked so vibrant and alive full of perfect peace she
had a friendly smile as if not to frighten me, but I was and I began to run on
down the street. Which to this day I regret. Any way many years past about ten
years and I was drinking in a bar when I spotted my friend of all those years
ago also in the bar, we got talking and I invited him back home for a catch up
chat and a spa. While in the pool I asked him “do you remember when we were
friends as teenagers and walking out at night?” but before I could finish
saying what I was to say he said to me “Well at least she didn’t look down at
us” which confirmed that he had seen her too. This was no hallucination. This
just told me now I know that there are different worlds.
Haunting
By:
trishione@hotmail.com
I would like to tell you
about an experience I had. About 4 years ago I was
living in an apartment
with my cousin and his wife. I worked at a Fast food
restaurant, I often rode
my bike to work, didn't really need a car, it was
only a few miles away.
Anyway, I believe both places had spirits. The
apartment, well, I was
up late one night, playing video games in my room,
and the door knob
turned, and the door opened on its own. The scary part was
that both my cousin and
his wife are heavy sleepers, and they were asleep.
The next incidient what
I rember about that place, was when the house caught
fire. My cousins wife,
who is the heaviest sleeper, and the one the farthest
away from the fire woke
first to the fire. Now, I am generllay a light
sleeper, but I was the
last one up. What ever was there woke her up first
for the fire,
thankfully, we lost nothing, save a few article of clothing.
The spirit saved us I
think. Now for my job at the time, I had always
thought that there was
something there, I would hear voices coming from the
lobby after dark, when
all the crew had left, or things would get cleaned
when no one was around.
But one night, I heard the voices as I was getting
ready to leave, and I
said good night to bob, what I had named the ghost. As
I rode home, I had an
overwhelming sense of dread, like whatever was at the
store was following me
home. I was so scared that I could not sleep that
night. I was glad to
have my cat that night, I think she help protect me.
Now the scariest part of
the ride, was that I could feel something evil
behind me, but there was
nothing there. I never felt anything like that
before, and since.
My First Spirit
Interaction
By: H_KStratton@msn.com
What can I say; I've a lot
of stories that sound like "a good story".
I was working in a nursing home in Colorado
Springs, CO. There was an elderly woman who had come in during a week in
October of '90. I had seen "family gatherings" when the residents
were "getting ready" to die. This one was different. The more I
worked with her (no, I don't remember her name, just that her son was a
well-known lawyer in Colorado Springs.), the more I didn’t feel right.
During this same week,
she died before I came on shift. I had to clean her up before the funeral home
came to collect her body. I was off for a couple of days when I got back things
were a “little” odd. I’m used to seeing a “party” at the end of the hall, this
night was going to be different. Night came with its usual duties; all the
residents were in bed. I don’t know why, I had put all the wheelchairs in the
rooms. That is a big NO-NO! I got my
charge nurse, who also is psychic. We went through the hall, checked the rooms. We got to the last room on the left. Guess
what room! We looked around Joyce and I. Joyce called me over to the picture
window. We saw a turquoise colored “globe”, the only thing that was close to
that was one of the pictures we used for serving water but that was behind the
divider curtain.
Joyce told me to go into
the room and “see” what I felt. I “felt” someone on the bed. I asked Joyce
“what should we do?” “Do what you feel
needs to be done” she said. I thought
she should come out and join “the party” at the end of the hall. Joyce told me she was shaking a finger at me,
as if to say she not going to do that. I
put my hand out and felt it get cold, and put an arm around her. I could feel
her weight and frailness (to my surprise). As I brought her out to the hallway,
I felt a strange spinning almost a spiral. In this spiral I felt and could see
a “light”. As I got her out in the hall, I could feel her “lifting” until she
was gone. I felt exhausted, like I had worked 4 shifts in a row.
That is just one of my
many experiences I’ve encountered. In all fairness, I’ve worked as a psychic
for American Association of Professional Psychics for 3 ½ years. This happened
long before AAPP.
Weird Feeling
By: AULD@aol.com
My mother and I also
experience what feels like animals getting on the bed.
After our over weight
poodle died of old age, it felt like her getting on the bed, both mine and my
mothers, she use to come and get on both our beds and the same feeling when my
cats died, I had two die within 4 months of each other.
We also had a rottweiler
die and you could even see the bed sink
down when it felt like her getting on the bed. This has happened off and on for
many years now. But about 6 months ago I felt something like an animal get on
the bed and lay on my feet, I was laying on my back and my feet literally bent
downward. I'm thinking it must have been the poodle cause of the weight of it.
Now that was a weird feeling.
Wayne County Goshen
Cemetary Richmond Indiana
By:
parrettville@insightbb.com
I am a witness to the sightings
at Goshen Cemetary, in Richmond Indiana Wayne County. I use to live on the property at the house
there. The northwest corner of the
cemetary by the Oak tree is where the babies are. My sisters are buried there under the Oak
tree. You can feel their presence, a
very uneasy feeling very heavy and alot
of sadness, it is a very scary thing to experience and be related to the ones
who haunt this cemetary.
The lights in the woods
are true also.the lady in white and hearing the footsteps to it is a feeling
like someone is watching you all the time.
Updates to Haunted Areas
By:
dreamholder@excite.com
I am a resident to the state of
Wisconsin. I was born in the city of Watertown Wisconsin, I am 24 at this date
and time that I write this letter to you. I was not aware of any haunted places
in state of Wisconsin until I turned 16. Thats when I learned about a
haunting right out side of city of Jefferson, Wisconsin. The haunting it self
you do have listed in the many different places that are haunted in Wisconsin,
The name of the site is called Paradise Road . This is what you have written
down for a description of the site:
Witnesses report feeling an eerie
presence. They have heard inhuman screams, seen short, robed shapes in the woods,
and have even seen a raccoon, decapitated, with blood glistening in the
headlights, but no blood on the road and no head anywhere in sight. Location is
on Paradise Road, a right turn shortly after you pass Saint Colettes.
Advice is to STAY OUT OF THE WOODS ON THE LEFT-HAND SIDE
I want to add a update to this site. I
wasnt able to do a full ghost haunt because at the moment I cant
afford all the gear that you need. On Saturday, October 9,2004, At 10:00 P.M. I
arrived out at the site with a two other my friends. Of course I had to go on
the left hand side of the woods.. This is my experienced as followed with
beening on the left hand side.
AT first me and my friends were just
walking in the woods toward the back of the woods I am not sure as to what
directtion we were traveling. About Id say with in 10 mintue walking time
we stopped , to look around. At first we didnt feel or see anything out of
the norm. Then as we turned to head back towards our car thats when it
happen.
I am not sure what it was But 30 feet
behind use it sounded like something had fallen out of a tree, the best way I
can explained the sound is like if a hand full of acorns or rocks where thrown
out of a tree and hit the ground with a loud thud sound. Me and my friends both
turned to look in the direction of the sound we ever searched the tree tops and
to no a vile did we find anything. So we turned and walked back towards our
car. In the time we were walking to our car we did by accident get turned
around in the woods.
Then we stopped again to figure out where
we were and to chat some more and thats when the second time happened, but
this time the sound had to of been at least 10 feet behind use and also the
same kind of sound was heard something hitting the forest floor.
My friend caught the branches of a tree
about 10 feet to our right was shacking as if something had been up in it. But
Still we found nothing Also before we heard the sound I felt as if something
either passed by me with in 3 inches of left side my face which made me jump as
I jump is when we heard the sound.
We eventual made our way back to the car
but me and my friend both say what ever it was. Was tracking use down like a
wild animal would do to its prey . Because ever time we stopped it stop but
each time it was closer then the last time, After the second time we deiced to
leave because we didnt feel it be in our best interest to meet face to
face with ever was in the woods with use. I will be going back into left side
of the woods some other time to do more research and I will keep you up to
date. As far as going into right hand side of the woods, I am not sure if that
side is really haunted or not . But I will also check that out to let everyone
know what I find out.
I am not sure if you can use this as a
update to the link, but the left hand side in my option what ever is there does
leave you with a eerie feeling as if you benign watched or possible followed if
you venture into left hand side.
Nightime Visits
By: AULD@aol.com
Once again with my
friend Terri, I was spending the night over at her house and we were laying in
bed just talking, like teenagers do and we had a small light on listening to
music and then all of a sudden, at the same time Terri and I froze up. I felt
so scared, It felt like someone was standing in her doorway. It felt like he/it
was comming into the room towards the bed and we were whispering to each other
and could tell each other where we felt like it was moving to, then we felt the
end corner of the bed go down like as if someone had sat down. Then it got up
and we could tell each other where it was but this time it was leaving. It was
very scarry like as if it might not have been a good spirit.
My Grandfather
By: AULD@aol.com
One time I went over to
my best friends house and her whole family was outside looking next door, to
what was once her grandfathers house, he had died about 6 months before, and
when I got out of the car her father asked me "tell me what do you see in
the window over there".
I looked and got really
spooked, in the plate glass window was her grandfather. He was just standing
there as if he was looking out the window, but what was strange is that he
looked moore like he was in the glass because he was somewhat transparent.,
I told them I want to go
home and her dad kept telling me "no, tell me what do you see" and I
told him "it looks like Terri's grandfather, now can I go home?".
Then I left. It was really odd and for so many people to see it at one time. There
was her mom and dad and brother and sister.
Mild Encounters
By:
suzanne.main@btinternet.com
Don't question the
email, but I'm a boy using my mums email. I haven't had a very large ghostly
experience that could have been a dream, but this is the stuff that I know I
was awake for.
I'm 16 years old and my
parents are separated. My dad moved into a flat in which an old woman who was
the previous resident had died, being a big ghost fan I liked the idea of
having a ghost. Almost immediately I had a kind of small experience in the
(really pink) bathroom. I was using the facilities at the time, when I felt
someone pulling on my shirt from behind me. My little brother has a habit of
being very annoying and I turned around to tell him to get lost when I saw
there was no one there.
During my year so far
living there I have seen someone walking about the place, the weird thing is
that I don't think the ghost who i think haunts the place is the old woman,
because when I see this person walking about it is the shape of an adult man I
see. Though I haven't actually seen him clearly both time he was walking next
to my 5 year old brother, so he was easily distinguishable from him, and both
times I have seen him I thought it was my other brother, but when I look round
there is no-one there. Also I have caught glimpses of a similar shapes man
walking about for a fraction of a second but he is entirely black.
I have had other small
experiences before this, whilst doing my homework I began to hear someone
whistling tunelessly right in front of my face, my dog doesn't want to go into
the bathroom, which I always feel a presence in, (not a good thing when nature
calls). Also, just yesterday, I was stroking my cat and he suddenly snapped to
the attention of something I couldn't see in the doorway, u know, like cats do
sometimes, this would be normal except whilst looking, his eyes glazed over and
his pupils grew to massive size as if in a room of pitch dark, as far as I
know, my cat is not going blind. Also, when I am alone in my bedroom, I can
sometimes here someone moving what sounds like a chair across my kitchen floor.
Though I have seen
things, the rest of my family remains clueless to it, the ghost has never
interacted with me, though it has creeped me out a lot nothing has ever
interacted with me, and I have no want to try speaking with any ghosts.
Friendly Ghost
By:
RockFaerie1987@aol.com
Perhaps growing up down
the block from a funeral home has made me more sensitive to ghosts than other people.
Since I was ten years old or so, I've been having brushes with the paranormal.
My most memorable experience was my first, which was in late 1997. At the time,
I was ten years old.
A childhood friend of
mine, Eddie, had recently passed away, the victim of a murder. I missed him
terribly, even though we hadn't seen each other in a few years. One night,
maybe two or three months after his death, I woke up suddenly in the middle of
the night. A dim light filtered through my half-opened door, thanks to the
living room light. But there was another source of light, coming from the
opposite side of my bed, which had no sources of light other than a window,
which was covered by a shade at the time. At first, I couldn't tell what it
was, but after a moment, I saw that it was a hand. That hand was attached to an
arm, I realized, as I looked up. It was Eddie. He was standing next to my bed.
I thought I was dreaming, so I pinched myself. It hurt, so I was completely
awake. I don't think he said anything to me, but I remember feeling very calmed
by his presence.
Since then, I haven't
seen him. I think that he's moved on to heaven, and that he just came to my
room in order to say goodbye. I've had other experiences, but none so moving or
so concrete as this one. I'll always remember Eddie, and I find it comforting
that even in the afterlife, he remembered me.
Fisk, MO
By: decourley@semo.net
North of Fisk, MO on DD
Hwy is an old white house that was occupied by my grandparents until 1980. My grandma had told me several stories of
happenings there. One that stands out in
my mind due to seeing it for myself was my Great Uncle Louis who walked with a
cane. I remember sitting in the living
room downstairs and watching TV. The
sound of the tv would go off and I could hear footsteps with the thud of a cane
on the upstairs hardwood floors. After
the footsteps stopped, the tv would go back to normal. Nobody was in the house but me
Different Then
By: AULD@aol.com
We live in the country
and at the time we had to keep the gates closed because we had our horse out in
the yard.
I was in my room and
wanted to tell my mother something, so I walked into the living room where my
mother was laying on the couch.
When I walked in she
turned her head towards me like she was listening to me and I glanced up at the
fire place across the room from me and when I looked back down at the couch she
was gone and there was no way she could have left the room without me, I looked
up and out the window and my mother was at the gate letting my dad out to go to
work.
I didn't know what to
do, to leave or what, I went to my room shut the door and called my friend.
A similar thing
happened, but with my dad.
I was in the bathroom
and the door was open and dad walked by, stopped and looked at me and said
"good morning Laura" and I said "good morning Daddy."
I finished in the
bathroom and went to get dressed in my room. When I got dressed I went into the
kitchen and asked my mother "where's Daddy, is he not feeling well?"
(My dad was a diabetic) she told me that she hadn't seen him all morning. So I
didn't think too much of it and then when he got up I asked him if he was
feeling OK and he said "yeah, I'm fine, why?" So I told him
"well you got up and then you went back to bed," then he told me that
he hadn't been up at all.
Most of this stuff
happened during the 1980s, I don't know what was going on with the spirit world
at that time, but something must have been different then.
THE VANISHING ANIMAL
By: Shylock1041@cs.com
THIS IS ABOUT AN
INCIDENT THAT HAPPENED TO MY FOLKS IN THEIR OWN BACKYARD.
THEY BOTH HAPPENED TO BE
PRETTY SOFT-HEARTED WHEN IT CAME TO ANIMALS, WHETHER TAME OR WILD, THEY FELT
THE SAME ABOUT THEM ALL. THEY HAD A GOOD SIZED BACK YARD AND THEY HAD PLANTED TWO
PEAR TREES AND AN APPLE TREE NEXT TO THE GARDEN IN THE BACK. THEY HAD A FENCE
AROUND THE YARD AND THIS KEPT OUT MOST ANIMALS BUT THEY STILL HAD A PROBLEM
WITH POSSUMS GETTING IN THERE TO GET TO THE FRUIT IN THE FALL.
WELL, DAD DIDN'T WANT TO SHOOT THEM OR
PUT OUT POISON AS HE JUST WANTED TO GET RID OF THEM BECAUSE THEY TENDED TO MAKE
NESTS IN HIS SHED AND THEY WERE PRETTY NASTY IF YOU GOT TOO CLOSE TO THEM. HE
THEN WENT OUT AND BOUGHT A CAGE TRAP THAT WORKED WITH A TRIGGER THAT CLOSED A
DOOR BEHIND THE ANIMAL BUT DIDN'T HURT IT. HE WOULD SET THE TRAP , GO TO BED
AND CHECK IT IN THE MORNING. IF IT WAS FULL, HE WOULD TAKE IT OUT IN THE
COUNTRY AND RELEASE IT A GOOD DISTANCE FROM HOME.
ONE EVENING, HE SET THE TRAP AND WENT IN
THE HOUSE TO GO TO BED. A COUPLE OF HOURS LATER , HE HEARD A LOUD COMMOTION
COMING FROM THE DIRECTION OF THE TRAP. HE LOOKED AT THE TRAP WITH A FLASHLIGHT
AND IT WAS AT THE END OF ITS TETHER AND BOUNCING UP AND DOWN.
THEY THEN GOT UP AND WENT DOWN TO
INVESTIGATE THIS TRAP BECAUSE POSSUMS CAUGHT IN A TRAP ARE USUALLY VERY DOCILE
AND SIT THERE QUIETLY UNTIL RELEASED. HE THOUGHT THAT HE MIGHT HAVE CAUGHT
SOMEONES CAT BY MISTAKE.
MY MOTHER TOLD ME LATER THAT THEY BOTH
HAD THEIR FLASHLIGHTS ON THE TRAP WHICH WAS MADE OF WOOD SO YOU COULD NOT SEE
THROUGH IT BUT THAT YOU COULD SEE BLACK HAIR STICKING UP THROUGH THE TRIGGER
HOLE IN THE TOP AND WHEN SHE SHINED HER LIGHT DOWN THROUGH THE TRIGGER HOLE,
SHE COULD SEE THE REFLECTION OFF OF AN EYE LOOKING BACK AT HER. " STAND
BACK, DAD TOLD MOM , " WHATEVER IT IS ISN'T GOING TO BE VERY HAPPY WHEN IT
COMES OUT OF THAT BOX".
THEY BOTH PUT THE BEAMS OF THEIR
FLASHLIGHTS ON THE DOOR OF THE CAGE AND DAD PULLED IT UP TO LET IT OUT. TO
THEIR AMAZEMENT, NOTHING CAME OUT. DAD BACKED WAY OFF AND SHINED HIS LIGHT
CLEAR TO THE END OF THE CAGE AND IT WAS EMPTY!
MY DAD'S FAVORITE SAYING WAS" I
BELIEVE NOTHING OF WHAT I HEAR AND ONLY HALF OF WHAT I SEE". HE COULD NOT
BELIEVE HIS EYES . EVERY ONE OF HIS SENSES TOLD HIM THAT THERE WAS SOMETHING IN
THAT TRAP , BUT THERE IT WAS; EMPTY!
IT BOTHERED HIM SO MUCH THAT, LATER
,AFTER MY MOTHER HAD TOLD ME THE STORY AND I ASKED HIM ABOUT IT, HE WOULD NOT
EVEN TALK TO ME ABOUT IT. MOM TOLD ME THAT BEFORE HE PASSED AWAY, HE HAD A BIG
FIRE DOWN IN THE GARDEN AND HE MUST HAVE BURNED THE TRAP BECAUSE NO SIGN OF IT
WAS FOUND ABOUT FIVE YEARS LATER WHEN I HANDLED THE ESTATE WHEN MOM PASSED
AWAY. UNTIL HIS DEATH, HE NEVER WOULD TALK ABOUT THAT NIGHT TO ME EVEN WHEN I
TRIED TO GET HIM TO OPEN UP
I Was the Ghost
By:
chinrse@bellsouth.net
I’ve been able to see
ghosts all of my life—practically every house I have ever lived in has had some
sort of ghostly person or thing running around.
From the old time looking Hessian soldier who protected me in my
childhood home to the evil old woman who locked me in the service porch of yet
another house, I always seem to have some sort of contact with the super
natural. Perhaps the most vibrant one I
have come in contact was a spinster woman who owned a house I moved into in
Savannah.
According to legend, the
house had been built in the early 1800’s by a man living on a plantation so his
daughter could have a house in the town.
She was not married and supposedly like the social gatherings and amenities
that town had to offer. The women had
lived in the house most of her adult life and had actually died in the room
that I lived in.
The house had gone
through many changes since that time period, but was actually quite
structurally sound because it had been in as many as three fires without most
of the inside being ruined. When I came
to live in the house, it had been divided into four different apartments—five
if you count what used to be the slave quarters/stables outside right off a
tiny courtyard.
I loved the apartment
from the very first—it was just perfect for me—one large room with a small
kitchen and small bathroom, but I realized quickly that I was a “guest” in this
house. The first week I was there I had
a waking dream. As I lay on my couch asleep, I had a lucid dream of flashing
lights like a strobe light and woman approaching me in a hoopskirt. She was tall and didn’t really have good
features, but she could definitely speak.
She spoke authoritatively saying, “You had better keep this room
clean!” I lay there waking up, and
although not very upset because I have seen many ghosts, decided to respect the
woman’s wishes and kept that room especially clean.
She visited several
other times when she didn’t particularly like what I was doing. One night, I was listening to music, heavy
metal to be exact, and she must not have liked it because she made the face of
my speaker fall off. Now these speakers
were old and not in very good shape and I was in no particular mood to be
governed by a ghost so I angrily took a hammer and some nails and hammered to
face of the speaker back on. I thought
to myself, “So there let me see you get that off.” I was “allowed” to listen to the music for
about one minute before the entire speaker fell to ground. When I picked it back up, none of the nails
were there. Now I had kept this room spotless--especially the floors which were
hard wood. The nails should have been
easily spotted as the room was not really big enough to engulf six nails. I
searched for about twenty minutes, but none of the nails were ever found and I
finally just gave up. The next day the
minute I woke up I saw something shiny in the middle of the floor. To my surprise there was a little round gold
pendant lying there. It stated “Liberty,
Paternity, and Maternity” in bold raised letters. That pendant was not there before and I had
never seen it before.
She was not the only
ghost in the house though. A mischievous
little slave boy ran around the house pulling pranks. He laughed a lot and liked to move things
around a lot. Even my neighbor had seen
him. During Christmas of that year, I
saw him quite a bit—peaking around corners, opening my shower curtain, turning
off and on various electrically appliances—his running around actually got on
my nerves a bit and I had to tell him to knock it off one time. He must have gotten offended because he made
the Mary figurine on my manger scene fall over and fall to the floor. This manger scene was a very special one made
of light wood that my grandfather had shaped.
Although I love it, not being weighted means it falls over a lot and if
one piece falls over, they all fall over.
It was on my mantle and there is no way Mary could have fallen alone
without taking the rest of the scene
with her, but this time she did.
I was almost saddened
when I had to move away from the house, because I knew I would miss my ghosts,
but the house that I moved into in North Carolina, was haunted itself, by the old
man who had built the house who was often seen by our neighbors roaming with
the lights on—even though we were actually in the room with the lights
off. We even had one neighbor ask if my
grandfather had moved in. I, of course,
felt right at home being a “guest” in his house.
Voices in the Night
By: mafd213@yahoo.com
I am a security
supervisor for a firm in Massachusetts. One of our assigned duties is to check
properties around eastern MA.
One of my stops was the
former Ramada Rolling Green Hotel in Andover, MA. At first it was just an empty
hotel that was about to be torn down, but that soon changed.
One night I arrived
there and, while driving around the outside, I noticed 3 asian teenagers
sitting on the roof. I stopped and got out of my cruiser, and advised them that
they were not allowed on the property and had to leave. They got up at once and
walked to the other side of the roof. I wanted to know how they got up there,
so I drove around to the other side and waited for them.
They never came over to
the other side. I called for back-up from other patrolmen in the area, and we
started a sweep of the building and grounds. We never found them. There were no
signs of forced entry to any door or window, or any sign how they got inside.
A week later, We were
discussing the hotel when one of the other patrolman (Who had not heard of the
incident) mentioned that 3 asian boys drowned in the pool of the hotel back in
the mid 1990's. I was astounded. I then relayed my incident to him, and he just
sat there in shock.
my Fiance Jen and I
decided to check out the hotel further. One night on our off time we entered
the hotel with an on-duty patrolman, and we started walking around. We had a
camcorder recording as we went. First, the camera caught a door closing and
slamming shut. Knowing we were the only three in the building, we drew our guns
and stormed the room....only to find nobody there. As we moved on, we heard
showers running and toilets flushing (the water had been shut off for over a
year!)
we walked around for a
time and then left.
Later, as we were
watching the tape, we heard a voice say "oh Jen" (my Fiance's name).
Jen and I were startled, as we didn't hear the voice while we were there.
I asked around, and have
discovered that there was a murder, a suicide, 3 accidental heaths (the asian
boys) and two natural deaths (one stroke of a guest, and a heart attack of the
chief engineer, who died at the front desk (when the hotel was open).
Another officer who
worked there reported that, as we was guarding the now-closed hotel, he nodded
off, only to be awoken by a hand on his shoulder, and the voice of the deceased
engineer saying "dont fall alseep, its dangerous". The officer walked
out and has never returned.
I have not stepped foot
in there since, and refuse to do so. I drive around the outside, and check the
windows from afar, but thats as close as I will get. I still get the feeeling
of being watched, and cold chills down my back.
Thank you for allowing
me to share my experience
The Joplin Spook Light
By: ELLIOTT691@aol.com
I have lived in a small
town in SW Missouri for about fifteen years.
Ever
since my family moved to
the area we have heard about the area just south of
town called The Devil's Promenade
which houses The Spook Light (an odd ball of
light that changes
colors, moves around unnaturally, and had even been known to
enter cars) as well as
Hoffman's Mansion (a now pretty much vacant place where
the foundation of what
was once a huge mansion now stands. The
mansion also
had it's own cemetery
which you can still see from the road).
While I don't
know a whole lot about
the history of Hoffman's Mansion (what information that
does exist at the local
library is restricted) I do know that they have had
everyone from NASA to
paranormal investigators to the TV show Unsolved Mysteries
down here and still
nobody can give an explanation of what it is!
I have always been a
believer of ghosts and the unknown but I had never had a
concrete experience with
it until about a year ago. I'll get to
that in a
second. First of all, you should know that my now
ex-boyfriend and a group of
mutual friends of ours,
unbeknownst to me, had been doing their own
investigating of not
just the Spook Light but also of other places in out area. About a
year ago he started
telling me about some of their experiences that they had
and some of their
theories about the Spook Light and Hoffman's Mansion. I
guess that while they
are out there, every time they feel as if they are being
watched from the
surrounding woods. (I have been out
there more than once when
he will just wander off
into the woods and leave me scared out of my wits in
the car!) But apparently, while out investigating one night
my boyfriend and a
friend of his saw a
large figure walking across a field.
They said that it
had the body of a man
but the head of a dog. They later came
upon some other
people out looking for
the Spook Light and told them what they had seen and
these other people had
seen it on a handful of other occasions.
That night my
boyfriends friend went
home and had a nightmare. The thing from
the field came
to him and told him that
if he and my bf would just leave him alone he would
make his wildest dreams
come true. When my friend refused the
thing became
angry and my friend woke
up. The one useful bit that he had
gotten from the dream
was a name that the
thing had provided him with. They did
some research on
the Internet and upon investigation
found that the name (which neither of them
were familiar with)
belonged to a demon. This, needless to
say, freaks me out
just a little bit! So they have a theory that this thing is
somehow linked
to both the Spook Light
and the strange happenings at Hoffman's.
Now for my own personal
experience. My boyfriend took me out to
see
Hoffman's Mansion one
night because I had never seen it before.
We got out there and
he asked if it was OK if
we didn't stop. He had a funny
feeling. I told him
that I trusted his
instincts and if he didn't think that it was a good idea
that we stop then we
shouldn't! He slowed the car in front of
the barbed wire
fence that now surrounds
the Mansion so that I could get a look and then he
took off again. We got turned around a few times trying to get
out of the area
but when we finally got
on the right road we started down a curvy windy road.
We were talking and as
he rounded one curve, I saw a mist, at first out of the
corner of my eye, then
it moved into full vision. It moved from
the edge of
the woods all the way
out into the middle of the road before it vanished. It
even absorbed all of the
light the light from our headlights! A
couple of
seconds of silence
passed and I finally asked him if he had seen what I had seen
and he said yes, he
had. It took me a whole hour before I
remembered a story
that he had told me that
once while he and his friends were out there they had
been chased by a mist
that absorbed the light from their flashlights!
This
is my first experience
ever with the paranormal. And I still go
out to the
Spook Light. I'm just very aware of the woods around me!
Many Happenings
By: tara414@msn.com
Well this isn't actually
just one story but a lot of happenings...my great-grandfather died when I was 6
and I was VERY attached to him....he and I were always very close because I was
his first great-grandbaby. We would stay
up doing crosswords and he would tell me stories all the time. Well when he died my mom was pregnant w/ my
youngest brother and my papa as we called him would always rub her belly and
told her she was going to have a little boy and that he promised he would see
Josh (my little brother) no matter what even though he was on his death
bed. He died before josh was born and
right before he died he gave me this little musical carouselle that didn’t work
at all we couldn’t fix it. It was
sentimental to him so I kept it. This is
when the happening all started. First I
unable to tell him goodbye and even though I was only 6 years old I felt it was
necessary. One night after he died I
prayed that I would have the chance to see him one more time. Later that night something woke me up and I
had the feeling to look over at my closet.
I have never believed in ghosts and noone in my family does either but I
promise you that night I saw a vision of him over by my closet. Another time my mom was boiiling bottles for
josh and she fell asleep. The house
filled with smoke all the way back to my parents' room which caused her to gag
and wake up. Mine and my other brother
dustin's room was right by the kitchen my mom said that something like some
kind of weird air bubble over our faces that was giving us fresh air. Then there was an instant where we were all
sitting at the table and I heard a faint noise from my room then started
getting louder. I went in there and this
was when I was probably 9 the musical carouselle was wound up and playing for a
few minutes then it stopped out of nowhere and wouldn't work again later that
night I was awakened again and there was my grandpa at my doorway smiling at
me. That was the last time I saw
him. But the case that I will never
forget was the fact that he kept his promise to my mom about seeing josh. She said one night when josh was sick he was
only a week old she heard a noise and my grandpa's voice telling her that it
was all going to be ok and she looked up and over josh's crib my grandpa was
standing watching him and the next day josh was all better.
My Haunted House when I
was Little
By: Tlq44@aol.com
when i was little we
lived in an old farm house that was haunted. i was lying awake one night
because i could not sleep and a man appeared beside my bed looking at me and no
matter which side i turned my head to he was always there. i never could make
out any features just a dark silhouette of a man. i shared the bed with my
sister and i woke her up and made her get up and turn on the light but no one
was there. my sister went back to sleep and he reappeared. i woke my sister up
again and made her stay awake the rest of the night. my sister then told me she
would hear footsteps going up and down the stairs at night while everyone was
in bed asleep. we got used to the noises and sightings and after awhile they
stopped, but to this day i will not go any where that ghosts could be present
because i am to scared about what i might see, if i saw one i could see more.
this all took place in
breckinridge county, kentucky.
Possibly My Father
By: DERBUBBIE@aol.com
hello my name is Deborah. I have experiences
with ghosts or spirits or whatever rightful name they are given. when i tell
people of my experiences they look at me and laugh or ask me what have been
drinking or smoking. in which i do neither, but anyway i have experienced many
years of a spirit with me. as i know my spirit is a man. it haven't revealed it
self to me where i can really see it, but i did. one night i was in my bed
sleeping but i felt like someone was looking at me when i opened my eyes. and
when i did i turned over that is when i saw a man standing in my doorway of my
bedroom he was about 5'7 he had all black on and when i looked by me being
sleepy and all i just laid there no knowing what to say, so i thought of
something ti say. i just said so you finally showed yourself and then i went
back to sleep, and when i said that the spirit just moved to the side and
diapered i believe this spirit is of my father. i mean everywhere i moved this
spirit moved with me. one night my son was in the living room listening to
music with all the lights off and he told me a man came walking down my hallway
and just disappeared ion my kitchen. and one morning we all was on our way out
the door my bathroom door would just open and close this happen about four
times while me and my family were standing there looking at this door
constantly opening and closing shut. but now i believe i have two spirits in my
home now, my neighbor deiced on Dec 24, 2003 and when i went over to the house
i saw my neighbor on the floor and the paramedics were trying to revived him,
in which they hadn't any success. he was a big man but when he died his body
became even bigger, he gotten so big they had to drag him out with a rope. and
for some reason even though we knew he was deceased he refused to let them put
his body on the gurney. everytime they would try and put him onto the gurney
his body wouldn't go. so i told the coroner let me whole the gurney and when i
say push they pushed and i pulled but on my way down to help put his body on
the gurney this deceased person kicked me right in the buttocks, in which
everyone seen that. so about two weeks ago his ex wife had to clean out his
apartment, and she told certain people that was close to him to take whatever
they wanted. so i was given his stereo system. so later that night after i was
given his stereo system i was laying in my bed and all of a sudden i received
that stank smell of death that i smelt when i saw my neighbor laying on the
floor deceased, then i heard a groggy voice say something to me but i couldn't
understand what it had said, so i just
sat up in the bed in and instinct and said yes i got your stereo system. and
then i laid down and went to sleep. when i'm in my room i always hear someone
walking in the back like in my living room. and one day i was here all alone
playing on the computer and all of a sudden i heard someone fall in my son's
room so i peeped into the room and i saw no one, but when i went into the room
my son's computer table was rocking, i mean it was a loud thump. and one day i
came home my son's pinball machine was on and it haven't any batteries in it
and someone was playing with the pinball machine. and when i told my son that
he said mommy i heard someone several times when i came home from school
playing the pinball game and this machine is on top of my son's closet in a box with other things on
top of it. i'm not crazy these things are really happening. i can put something
down and turn around and it's in another place. my son came in one day opened
the door with his keys and went into the living room but he never came into my
room at all. and we couldn't find his keys no where. so he had to get some mad
the next day. so i went to look out the window the next day something told me
to look down and there was my sons keys. and he never one time came into my
room. before i received his second spirit of my neighbor, the first spirit
would really do things to let me know that he was there. one day me and my son
was sitting in the living room on the sofa, and my plant just started moving
and this spirit just started pulling the stems off of my plant and throwing it
at my son, my son just sat there in a daze not knowing what to do. my doorbell
would ring everynight at 8:30 pm and 8:30 am and when i would go to see who it
was there was no one there. so i removed the doorbell because it was happening
constantly and i even taken the batteries out of the doorbell. and one day me
and my husband was looking at television and the doorbell was ring ing in my
dresser drawer where i put the bell. i'm along way from being crazy when i tell
people this. these things are really happening. it more to this story but i
will write some more about my experiences tomorrow.