My Guardian
By: legend_24_00@yahoo.com
Since I was born my parents
were always religious,
still are to this day. I myself am a die-hard
Catholic with a firm belief
in the Gospel that none
could break. This experience still happens once in
awhile though my first was
an event I'll never forget.
This is a true story!
I was about 7 or 8 years
old I can't remember really.
At that age, surprisingly,
my chest was showing a few
signs of hair and my father
remarked it looked like I
had a cross on my chest. Being religious only
strengthened the
matter. That night while I slept I
felt this presence in the
room. It wasn't malevolent
but kind and gentle. Lately I had trouble sleeping,
bad nightmares and night
terrors. I felt as if it was
holding me and I thought at
the time I felt soft downy
feathers underneath
me. The next morning when I woke
up I asked my mother if she
had slept with me to help
me sleep and her answer was
no, stating I was sleeping
like a baby. Since that time I've had this presence
with me whenever I feel
depressed or lonely or I have
trouble sleeping. When I talked to the local priest
he said it's your guardain
angel that has become
overprotective of you. When I met a prominent psychic
she explained this being
follows me wherever I go but
cannot describe what he/she
is. She also stated that
the air around me swirls in
strange patterns as if to
say I have a unique
presence in the universe. To this
day I still feel it's
presence around me even in an
empty room. I've come to the conclusion that it is
either my guardian angel or
spirit guide as my Apache
mentor told me.
My Angels
By: nikie_n_b@yahoo.com
I have several things that
have happened to my family and me over the years. Some were pleasant experiences, some not so
pleasant.
When I was four years old
my mother died of cancer. Even though we
knew my mom was a Christian and was in Heaven, this was devastating to our
family, as you can imagine. My dad was
suddenly left with two girls to raise all by himself (my older sister was eight
at the time). My family tried to help
out as much as possible, especially my paternal grandparents. They were God sent. They lived right next door to us so we were
over there as much as possible. They basically helped raise, and spoil, my sister
and I. (I promise this will be pertinent
to my story later on.)
About 2 = years later, my
dad remarried. One night when my sister
and I were asleep my stepmother came in our room and checked on us. She said that when she loo d in the room she
saw my mother standing over us. My
mother looked at her, smiled, and then disappeared. My stepmother said she felt like my mother
was telling her that shes glad that we had another mother but that she (my
mother) would always be watching over us.
The next event happened to
me when I was 14 or 15. My MawMaw (the one that helped raise me) started having
mini-strokes. She was in and out of the hospital a lot for about a year. One day at the end of school, my dad called
the school and told my sister and I that they had to rush MawMaw to the
hospital. My sister drove to the
hospital as fast as she could but we were too late. When we got in the hospital room my entire
family was crying. My dad looked at me and said, Shes gone. I excused myself and ran to the bathroom. As soon as I shut the door I cried. I remember thinking I cant believe
shes gone. This isnt
right. That night, I went to bed
thinking about my MawMaw. In the middle of the night I woke up and saw
something above my head. It smiled at me
and said, Im alright now. You
dont have to worry about me. I
screamed because I didnt know what or who it was. My dad ran into the room
and I told him what happened. He hugged
me and said, Honey, I think that was your MawMaw. As soon as he said that, I knew he was
right and I felt a peace come over me.
Well, thats all that
Ill share for right now. Maybe next
time Ill tell about a frightening experience I had about 4 years ago.
I Think it is Grandpa
By: ValerieQCitizen@aol.com
My house is haunted I am
the 3rd generation that has lived in my home.
My grandparents both died here in my home as well as a uncle who died at
the age of 14. I believe the ghosts may
have been here way before because one day when my grandfather was in the garage
he claims he saw a woman walking along the wall with a poka doted dress and hat
on. He went to ask her what she was
doing and she vanished. What has
happened to me is at night I smelled food being cooked but no one is
there. Things will turn off and on by
themselves. One interesting event that happened was soon after my grandfather
passed away his old car was parked out side in the street in the middle of the
night a nieghbor was awaken to hear someone trying to break in the car he
called to us on the phone and let us know the police were called. How ever in
the time that this took place the neighbor view a man coming out of the shadows
and chasing the criminal away. No one
knows who that was but I think it was grandpa :) thank you
Experiences with the Other
Side
By: kmondo@tmhnc.com
HI THERE
I JUST WANTED TO SHARE A
FEW STORIES THAT I HAVE EXPERIENCED AND HOPE YOU
ENJOY THEM. MY FIRST EXPERIENCE WAS WHEN I WAS ELEVEN
AND THE NIGHT MY
GRAND FATHER DIED WHEN THAT
PHONE RANG AT
RING WAS SUCH A DIFFERENT
KIND OF RING AND I KNEW EXACTLY WHAT HAPPENED AND STARTED TO CRY BEFORE MY
MOTHER GOT OFF THE PHONE. I WASN'T
ALLOWED TO GO TO THE HOSPITAL AND SEE MY GRAND FATHER ONE LAST TIME MY FATHER WANTED
ME TO REMEMBER HIS FATHER ALIVE AND WELL.
WELL THAT NIGHT I WENT TO BED AND AS I WAS A SLEEP FOR SOME ODD REASON I
ROSE FROM MY BED IN A STATE OF AWARENESS BUT NOT QUITE FULLY AWAKE EITHER TO MY
GRAND FATHER WALKING IN MY ROOM IN THE SUNDAY OUTFIT HE USE TO WEAR EVERY SUNDAY
AND SAT AT THE END OF MY BED AND NODDED HIS HEAD AND SMILED. A SENSE OF I CAN HANDLE HIS DEATH INSTANTLY
CAME OVER ME AND I WAS AT EASE, HOWEVER AS HE WALKED INTO MY ROOM HE JUST
DISAPPEARED FROM THE FOOT OF MY BED LIKE THAT WAS HIS ONLY PURPOSE FOR BEING
BACK. I WILL BE EVER GRATEFUL FOR THAT
EXPERIENCE. OTHERS SMALLER THINGS LIKE
WHEN I WAS NINETEEN AND MY SON PAST AWAY AT BIRTH I WOULD CONSTANTLY HEAR A
BABY CRY, AND WHEN MY FATHER DIED ALMOST FIVE YEARS AGO, WHEN I DRIVE HIS TRUCK
AT TIMES I CAN STILL SMELL HIS COLOGNE.
THE ONE THING THAT STANDS OUT TO LET ME KNOW THAT SPIRITS OR GHOSTS OR
WHAT EVER YOU WANT TO CALL THEM DO HAVE A SENSE OF HUMOR AND THAT IS WHEN AT
THE TIME HUSBAND AND I INHERITED MY IN LAWS HOME AS WE LIVED THERE THINGS LIKE THE COFFEE POT
WOULD GO ON BY ITSELF OR THE HEATER WOULD BE ON AND RUNNING LIKE EVERY MORNING
WHEN MY IN LAWS WOULD BE ALIVE DURING THE WINTER TIME IN NEW MEXICO. OR WHEN WE
WERE ASLEEP AND WE WOULD HEAR LAUGHTER IN THE LIVING ROOM MY AT
THE TIME HUSBAND WOULD WAKE
UP AND SAY BE QUIET DAD WE ARE TRYING TO SLEEP AND THE LAUGHTER WOULD
IMMEDIATELY STOP. THE FEELING AT NIGHT
WHEN I WOULD GO OUT AND FEED MY DOGS THAT SOME ONE WAS BEHIND ME AND THE
FREQUENT BARKING OF MY DOGS AND NO ONE AROUND NOT EVEN ANOTHER STRAY ANIMAL,
BUT THE ONE THAT STANDS OUT WITH MY IN LAWS WAS THE NIGHT I DECIDED I WANT TO
READ AND WAS NEXT TO THE LIGHT AND THIS PARTICULAR LIGHT WAS ONE OF THOSE THREE
WAY TOUCH LAMPS, WELL AS I WAS READING IT WOULD SUDDENLY TURN ITS SELF OFF WELL AT THE TIME I DIDN'T THINK ANYTHING OF
IT BECAUSE I THOUGHT SOMEONE AROUND THE NEIGHBORHOOD HAD SOMETHING OF THE SAME
FREQUENCY. SO I WOULD JUST TURN IT ON
AGAIN AND CONTINUE READING WELL IT TURN IT SELF OFF A COUPLE OF TIMES AND MY AT
THE TIME HUSBAND WAS GETTING UPSET AND THOUGHT I WAS DOING IT WELL I TOLD HIM IT WASN'T ME AND DECIDED TO
DO AN EXPERIMENT SO WE SAT UP IN BED AND THE NEXT TIME IT DID THIS I SAID
PLEASE TURN IT BACK ON AND SURE ENOUGH IT CAME BACK ON BUT ONLY TO THE LOW
SETTING AND THEN I SAID TURN IT UP AND IT WENT TO THE HIGHEST SETTING AND THEN
GO OFF WELL LIKE A DUMMY I FOUGHT WITH
MY DEAD IN LAWS AND THE LAMP FOR A GOOD TWENTY MINUTES WHEN I FINALLY
GAVE UP AND TOLD THEM I AM
GOING TO BED OUT OF SURE EXHAUSTION. THE
NEXT
MORNING WE HAD A GOOD LAUGH
AND LEARNED TO DEAL WITH THEIR MISCHIEF UNTIL WE SOLD THE HOUSE AND
BOY IN THE STREET
By: XBaBiSheLLz02@aol.com
It was a summer night and
my mother,brother,sister,aunt,cousin and I were driving home from the shore. It
was really hot and humid out so i decided to open my window. I had it down for
about 5 minutes when a very cold breeze came and it gave me chills up my spine!
Then i saw this image in the middle of the road. It was a boy he looked about
15 or 16 yrs old. He was wearing a american flag shirt with jeans and converse
sneakers and he had like reddish brownish hair. It looked like he was going to
give me a letter. Then all of a sudden a truck came went right through him and
then he vanished and I never saw him again> I have had other ghost
expiriences with ghosts before but not like this! Real thing and it really happened!
Figures in the Smoke
By: Anonymous
First of all I would like
to keep my identity anon. I don't want to lose my job over what I'm going to
write. I'm an Australian bush fire fighter and live on the
As we parked the truck and
was getting our gear, one of my teammates spotted someone in the smoke. "Bugger,
but there's two f**king kids in that there fire!"
So him and I donned our
overalls and went in looking for these two "kids". Suddenly, the
smoke got thicker and I soon lost my mate in the smoke. I found myself
wandering around like a headless chook, cursing and swearing like a sailor when
I felt someone holding my hand. Like a child. Whoever the 'kid' was, they led
out of the fire and onto the dirt road where I met up with the others. They
thought I was shitting them. Wasn't till a few days later I happened to be in
the local historical society when I stumbled upon an old newspaper clipping
dating back to 1926. The exact spot where I had the above experience used to be
a farmhouse (that is true because I found the old house a few weeks later) and
a bushfire came burning through. The farmhouse was burnt down killing two
kids-a boy aged
Flickering Lights
By: vmetcalfe3@hotmail.com
Today I was taking a shower
when all of a sudden the light started to flicker and I said to myself,"
I'm going to be out of the shower in a Minute" .So while I was still in
the shower the light went out for about 10-15sec. When all of a sudden it came
on again, and it was perfectly fine and I thought to myself "how could a
light go out for about 10 sec. then come on again and be perfectly fine and not
flicker". Besides both my grandparents passed away my Grandma 2001 and my
grandpa 2002 and maybe it was them trying to tell me something. Theres also
another story of when I was home alone and down stiars there is a work room
with a whole bunch of tool anyway I kept hearing rattling noises down stairs so
I went down to see what it was and no one was there so maybe it was again my
granpa trying to tell me something.
Haunted USS Alabama
By: geria@prodigy.net
My experience happened in
late October to early November of 1985 or 1986, and for years I have searched
the Web and reading materials of WWII for information regarding the USS
Alabama. I gave up for a while, but recently my interest was aroused again, and
there is more information available now on this ship.
I toured the ship with my
first husband and two other couples. No one else was on the ship except the six
of us, and each couple choose a different route. I believe there were three
painted lines: red, yellow, and blue at the beginning of the tour and each
route ran through the entire ship but just not together. Each couple chose a
different route and we did not run into each other again because the ship was
so large. A few minutes into the tour, I had the feeling of not being alone,
that other people were watching us and I kept turning around looking for
someone but no one was ever there. This continued throughout the entire tour
until my husband started questioning me on why I kept turning around. When I
told him, he just scoffed at me. I never heard any voices or saw
anyone/anything, but I just had the uncanny feeling of an unseen presence and
some sadness. The only noises I remember was something being banged on metal
which I attributed to "settling" of the ship. At the very end of the
tour just before we were to get off the ship, we saw a sleeping compartment for
some sort of lieutenant. I entered the compartment and sat on the bunk for just
a second or two. As I was coming out of this compartment, something snatched a
diamond earring out of my ear. Not much pain, but definitely a force and not
just the earring falling out on its own. I was upset because I thought even if
I was able to find the earring, I would have to go to a jewelry store to get
another back for it because I knew I would never be able to find the tiny
little back to it. When we found the earring, it was in a corner 10-12 feet
from where I had been standing and the back was still on it. I took this to
mean that there definitely had been someone/something else on that tour with us
and because my husband kept scoffing at me, this was the "other
person's" way of letting me know I had not been wrong.
This next part may just be
my imagination or maybe there could have been pictures of some of the officers
on the ship at the time I was there, I don't remember, but for years I have
carried the image of a tall, thin faced, blond officer in my mind. No name;
just his face. A few weeks ago when I began my search again for information on
the ship, one Web site had pictures and biographies of some of the commanders;
one is the face I have seen in my mind for years. Unless there were pictures on
that ship back in '85 or '86, there is no other place I could have seen that
face. None of books on WWII I have searched through had this man in them.
This is the only strange
thing that has ever happened to me. I have been to the Winchester Mystery House
in California, the Oak Alley Plantation in Louisiana, Civil War battlefield
parks, etc., (well documented "haunted" sites) and never ever has
anything even remotely "different" happened to me.
Haunting
By: sjwill66@hotmail.com
When I was a small child (around 7 or
8) in the late 1950's, my parents took
our family consisting of my sister, and
two families of cousins and all of their parents plus one grandmother to the
U.P. in
Hello!
By: vmetcalfe3@hotmail.com
I don't know if anyone else has
expierienced what i have, it was so wierd. Ok.... It all started christmas eve
me and my sister were laying in our beds just waiting for "santa" to
come and give us our presants. I was just lying there when i sort of drifted
off into a kind of half awake half asleep feeling (but i swear it was real!)
anyway, i was sleeping sort of only with my eyes wide open when i looked into a
small corner of the room when i see little figures dancing as if they were at
some sort of party or something, so i think to myself "okay i'm freakin'
crazy!" and so i just put it to the
side of my mind. Then I was still dreaming (normally) when i suddenly picture myself wakeing up but
that i was being spun around in the middle of the room repitively; I woke up so
scared so i went to get a glass of water. When i was pretty well up the full
set of stairs i saw my mother sitting at the table having a glass of somesort
so i continued, Then just as i go to turn the light on in the bathroom i feel
this INCREDIBLE force push right through me i swear to this day i can still
picture it in my mind i can see myself standing there paralyzed with fear. Not being able to move
at all i stood there and all i could think about was ... My grandmother who
past away about 3 years ago. I'm not sure who or what it was but all i know is
that it obveously wanted to tell me something that was very importent, i'm not
really sure what it was that the spirit or whatever it was i encounterd wanted
me to know? but i still get scared of even thinking of the word"Ghosts or
spirits" but yet it pulls me toward the thrill of them.
More Activity
By:
sonofthetesttube@hotmail.coms
Hello. I've sent a couple of my experiences here
before, when I was a bit
younger. I've stated before that I live in an old school
house that has
much spiritual
activity Lately, there has been much
more activity than usual.
I will start by telling a
story that happened to me when I was about 13 (I'm
17 now). It was very early in the morning, dark as a
matter of fact. I was
half-asleep on the couch in
my living room, just about to wake up.
In the
hallway from the kitchen, I
heard a a growl, then a scratching sound.
This
scratching turned into a
tapping, like how a dog runs on a hard floor.
This
sound seemed to rush from
the hallway closer to me, when all of the sudden,
I feel something hit me as
I try to wake up. What happened next can
be
explained as sleep
paralysis, but instead of just the feeling of being
pushed down, I felt as if
my chest was torn open and my insides were ripped
apart. The growling was still present, along with my
whimperred voice
trying to let out a
scream. After I tried to "put up a
fight" with whatever
it was, a hallucination or
some other being, I jumped back awake with tears
dripping. My chest felt that pain for that entire day.
The reason why I told that
story, even though I'm not sure if it's a
hallucination or not, is
that it closely relates to another experience, that
happened not to long ago,
almost a week actually. I was, again,
half
asleep, in my bed (the same
room where I have mentioned seeing a ghost lady
at the foot of my bed in
another experience I have emailed), where I was
practically having a
nigtmare. It was a strange nightmare,
where there were
faceless beings surrounding
me, ripping my body apart. It's a dream,
so
it's very hard to explain
in words. Well, usually in nightmares,
you widely
awaken in fear before you
go back to sleep. The most disturbing
thing about
this is, after I became
widely awake... these same apparitions were still in
my room, surrounding me,
muttering and growling. I then closed my eyes,
fell back on my pillow and
let out a cry. I woke my mom up, she
rushed in
to see waht was wrong, and
she saw me laying there with my eyes wide open on
my pale face. I felt sick for a week since that day.
I thought hard about this
occurance, when I realized that the sounds and
feelings I have sensed from
the first story, were present in what happened
in the second one. It's a rough connection, but I felt the very
same
emotions, and I feel there
must be a connection. They both happened
in my
waking-stage of sleep, the
spirits (as I think they are) rush an "attack"
towards the inside of the
chest, and are disturbingly similar. In
any case,
it's something I really
want to look into. I've had plenty of
people spend
the night here, in the
living room mostly, and hear strange noises coming
from that branch of the
house (my room, the hallway and kitchen are all in
the same branch of the
house, which is the newer addition to the old
schoolhouse building). Some of my friends who have been here late at
night
felt a strang presence from
that hallway too. I know I've felt it as
a
child, I remember trying to
avoid that hallway for my life.
I've read the articles on
Sleep Paralysis here at The Shadowlands, hoping to
find more answers to what
this means. I'm fully aware of the fact
that
tricks on the mind can
happen in a sleep state, but Istill keep an open eye
on the possibility of
spiritual activity working in a very phenomenal way.
My Farmhouse Ghost
Experience
By: kiaika369@yahoo.com
I remember when I was a little girl, my
grandparents owned a colonial farmhouse that had been standing for at least 150
years. My grandmother thought the house may have been used for the underground
railroad, because it had a few little doors and rooms off of some of the
closets in the bedrooms and in the basement. I wasnt allowed to go into them
because they didn't have electricity and my grandmother was afraid that I would
hurt myself. Members of my family said that I wouldn't want to go in them
anyway, because there were ghosts there. Of course I didn't believe them, I
thought they were just telling me this to scare me. (As any 7 year old would.)
But that was all going to change one night when I spent the night there one
night. I was staying in their guest room, which had one of those little rooms
off of the closet. The little room was probably for extra storage, or maybe a
staircase because the back was all boarded up. and late that night, I woke up
because I thought I was being watched. I looked up, and noticed that the closet
door was open and a small figure was standing there, glowing bluish. I screamed
and ran into my grandmother's room, and wouldn't go back into that room. I
never saw that figure again, but I did see another ghost of an elderly farmer
on the property. I was nine this time and playing in the barn. I was upstairs
in the hay loft, burrowing around in the hay. (Again, lik I wasn't supposed to
be.) Again, I had that same feeling of being watched. I sat up and looked
around and in the corner, an elderly farmer was standing, watching me. At first
I thought it was my grandfather, but then I realized that his feet weren't
touching the floor. As soon as I noticed this, I screamed and ran out of the
barn. There have been many sightings of him since then, including one of my
brother seeing him floating outside of a second story window.
Dark House
By: hiei_43@hotmail.com
I lived in a haunted house for 10 years. You
see, I could feel ceartin
weird feeling espisally in
my own room. I could also hear whispering in the
back off the house. doors
would mysterly open in different parts of my
house. Then when we were
finally going to move, the house we about to move i
got a weird vibe. But lucky
for me we moved into a that is ok, but I will
never forget my experiences
in that dark house.
Not Awake, Not Asleep, something happens to me
By: lylcoop@earthlink.net
This is an experience I
have had repeatedly, over the course of several years, when I am in bed for the
night, just falling asleep. Still, to this day, it tries to return, but I have
found ways to avoid it (or fight it) because it scares the heck out of me.
It's almost as if it were a
dream, but I am not actually asleep when it happens. I feel as if it is when I
am on the verge of sleep, but still almost awake. Like just before your mind
actually lets go and sleeps, there is a place in between and it lasts only a
second, but that's when this thing happens to me. I can only speak for myself,
I don't know of any one else who has experienced this, but I've heard
stories... Also, when ever I remember this, it is always in slow motion.
I feel as if something
comes at me, from behind always, always toward my back, it's like a dark shadow
and it tries to suck me deeper into sleep and if I don't fight it with ALL MY
MIGHT I truly believe I will never wake up again. While this is happening I am
frozen and cannot move, yet I am aware of my room, I am aware of things around
me and what is happening, I can even hear my TV. I can scream in my mind, and
hear barely an "uuhhh" come out of my own mouth. It takes ALL my
might and effort to open my eyes, but once I get my eyes open I can focus on
things in my room like my dresser or door anything and come out of it, but it
SO STRONG I sometimes feel I might not be able to fight it and that is why I
believe I never will wake up. The whole time this is happening I am frozen to
my bed and cannot move. Please note, it's hard to explain, it doesn't feel as
if it is pulling my body, it is pulling ME, deeper into "sleep". One
time it was pulling me so strongly that when I did get my eyes open, I actually
could see my room, but it was as if looking through water, or fog. It still had me even though I was opening my
eyes.
This is a true experience,
believe this. I am not joking, I would not type this much otherwise... If I
were to compare it to any thing I would say it resembles the dark figures or
shadows (in the movie "Ghost" with Whoopie Goldburg) that come and
take some one away right after they have died.
Please note, I cannot physically see whatever this is, I am saying that
this is my guess of what it would look like.
To this day I still cannot
sleep without the TV. This has happened to me repeatedly. Countless times
within a span of several years. When this began, I lived in an apartment near
the Piedmont Hills in the Bay Area,
What ever it is followed me
when I moved, and to this day I still feel it, although it has been a while
since I have struggled with it when I go to sleep. I must have my boyfriend
hold me with my back at his chest, (spoon fashion) and this works and when he
rolls over I make sure my back is touching his and I feel comfortable this way.
As long as my back, or behind me isn't open, or "exposed", for some
reason it isn't as bad when I feel my back is "protected", and I am
not as vulnerable when I am facing " IT ". I know, this all sounds strange, but it is
true. There is more also, but too much to write, but I wouldn't mind telling
about every thing else, it's just too much to type.
I am curious to know if any
one else has had a similar experience, or if you know what this is, I would so
appreciate learning more because understanding it would help me greatly. If so
you can e-mail me at: lylcoop@yahoo.com
Nursing Home I work at..
By: armalite_ar50@yahoo.com
Don't really know where to
start so I'll start @ the
top.
feel free to use this on
your sight.
I work in a nursing home,
3rd shift, for the last year
I have been transferred to
the 1st floor. I, amoung
others. have seen some
pretty weird stuff. it kinda
starts like this.
bout 6 months ago I started
seeing off the wall
things. while all of us
where @ the nursing station.
(there are only 4 employees
on 3rd shift 1st floor)
pple comming out of the
dining room NOT in wheelchairs
but walking upright and
pretty darn fast. a person(s)
down one hall walking out
of one room and into the
next on the same side of
the hall. (both rooms have
NON-amblitory residents).
water turning on in one
room's bathroom.
One resident that passed
away about 4 months ago can
still be heard laughing. (
I have never heard this
personally but others have)
A entity that AWALYS runs
the same direction @
lightning speed with arms
flailing. I'm talking 28
DAYS LATER style. (only two
of us have seen this)
I see it some times upto 5
times a night. BUT only
when I'm down one certain
hall.
I call it the "track
runner"
These are some of the real
common things that happen.
Now for the Ghost stories.
1:
About 3 months ago I had a
resident that is metally
with it. ask me to get
"that man" out of her room. It
litrally gave me goose
bumps.
When I asked her where he
was she said there by the
mirror. Needless to say I
saw NO ONE.
So later on I asked a
co-worker if she had seen
anything that was diffrent
or odd. before I could
finish the sentence she
told me to stop and went pale.
about 10 minutes later she
came to me again and
started talking. mainly
about the things I posted
above. We ended up @ the
nursing station in a pretty
good discussion and ALL of
us had pretty much the same
story.
Fast forward to Thursday
Oct. 14th/15th 3rd shift..
2:
The same resident that had
asked me a few months ago
to remove the
"man" by the mirror from her room rings
her call bell.
I go down and ask what I
can do. She tells me to "get
him out of here" I ask
who? the person by the dresser.
She replies.
So now I'm thinking Tooo
Coool......
I step out in the hall and
get another co-worker and
have her wait out side the
door out of sight.
as I return into the room
she is now asking me "Why is
my husband with that
stranger?" " My husband is dead
and I don't know that other
person" I ask her where
they are and she tells me.
"Don't Act that way
with me I'm not crazy I know what
I see." Then proceeds
to get verbally abusive with me.
THe other Co-worker comes
in @ this point After
hearing what went on. and
the resident goes through
the same routine about her
husband and the stranger
with him.
So we get the charge nurse.
Same routine.
3:
About a hour later another
resident rings her call
bell. @ this point two of
us go down together
(diffrent hall). This
resident is begging us to get
her out of bed. Her words.
" I don't want to be in bed
with him he's not my
husband and I don't know him."
She was deffinatly shook
up, so we transferred her to
her chair and brought her
out to the nursing station
with us.
While we are getting her
some coffee and gram crackers
another bell rings, again
diffrent hall.
4:
The charge nurse got that
one. She comes back out and
stated that the resident
said the man by her TV told
her "she wasn't going
to be here much longer" and she
insisted that
"he" was still there
although the charge nurse
couldn't see him even after
turning the lights on.
5:
The 1st lady that saw her
husband and stranger rings
again.
So three of us went down
and left one aid to watch the
halls answer and answer
call lights.
This time two of us stay in
the hall and only the
charge nurse went in. The
resident started talking
about possosion and demons.
Very detailed and very
scarry to say the least.
I figured with all the
weird stuff happing @ work and
all, I would share what
I've been experiencing with my
co-workers as of late.
I've had other uncanny
happings in my life @ other
places, but nothing with
this much activity, or so
many other pple. That
either agree with me, or
describe what I have seen
to me 1st, without me
asking.
Nursing Home I work at..
the rest of it.
By: armalite_ar50@yahoo.com
If your going to use it
then I'll give you the rest of
the stuff that has happened
over the last few months
also.
The lady that saw her
husband and the stranger has a
roommate. that is
"with it" mentally also.
She has stated in a rather
calm voice. "What's he
doing here?" When
asked who? she just says " Oh never
mind I must be getting
confused in my old age." she's
86 and every bit as sharp
as a gisu knife.
Whe have one resident that
not only believes in black
magic but has threaten to
"put a spell" on me and
another co-worker.
She stated that if I was
older or she were younger
she would put a love
binding spell on me to attach us
now and in the after life.
She wasn't so kind with her
threats of magic to the
other co-worker. She out
right threatened harm to her.
I confronted her son and
daughter (both in their 60's)
about the whole magic
thing. both @ the same time
together. They said not
only did she practice it but
nothing any good ever came
out of it. And that they
were raised around it and
had no wishes to participate
in it. Both are christians
that go to church. I to am
a christian and have no
desire to be involved in it in
any way shape or form.
We have found things moved
around @ work that WE know
where put in one place then
found in another.
Nobody would fess up to
moving the items.
Our front door code alert
alarm will go off on it's
own. This is setup on the
inner doors so I can't be
the wind blowing hard.
This is something that will
only go off if someone
opens or walks though the
door.
and for some reason never
trips on other shifts unless
a resident with a code
alert walks though the door.
Several of us have seen
faces in the windows of the
fire escape doors leading
to the stairs.
again you can't get on the
outside of these doors with
out setting a alarm off.
Matter of fact that was one
of the 1st things I ever
experienced out of the norm
@ work on that floor.
When I worked on the 2nd
floor we had a lady that was
out of it literally didn't
speak and spent her waking
hours in a gerry chair.
One night while doing
rounds she starts talking.
" I don't want to
die,I don't want to die,I don't want
to die, I don't want to go
to the light,I don't want
to go to the light,I don't
want to go to the light."
My Co-worker tells her
"It's alright just go to he
light."
We found her dead less than
20 minutes later.
By:
mamiry@pasadenacenter.com
I work security for the Auditorium and had
experience some strange
things during my shift.
There were times when I would see some of the
dressing rooms lights on
from the outside of the building and before I
open the dressing room
doors the light would turn off . There was
another time when I was
checking the dressing room one by one and out of
nowhere the showers would
turn on by themselves. There was a security
officer who claimed that he
has seen one of the old engineers up on top
of the stage in the middle
of the night when no one was in the
Auditorium. The strange
thing about that is one of the engineers fell
off the stage a long time
ago and died. One of the cleaning crew member
stated to me that while she
was cleaning the females bathroom she herd a
mans voice tell here to get
out but there was nobody there. The
Auditorium was build in
1932 and has a old bomb shelter.
PHANTOM ENTITY
By: Shylock1041@cs.com
THIS INCIDENT HAPPENED IN
THE BACK YARD OF MY PARENTS HOUSE ON THEIR PATIO AND WAS WITNESSED BY ME
PERSONALLY. WHEN MY PARENTS BOUGHT THEIR HOME, ONE OF THE FIRST THINGS THAT
THEY DID WAS TO BUILD A BIG PATIO WITH A ROOF ON IT.
THEY BOTH USED TO LIKE TO
SIT OUT THERE IN THE SUMMER UNTIL DARK ALMOST EVERY NIGHT.
THIS PARTICULAR AFTERNOON,
I DECIDED TO VISIT AND I GOT OVER THERE LONG BEFORE DARK WITH THE IDEA OF
SPENDING SOME TIME VISITING WITH THEM ON THEIR PATIO. DAD HAD A RECLINER OUT
THERE AND MOM HAD A SWING THAT SHE LOVED TO USE. I WENT AROUND BACK AND, SURE
ENOUGH, THEY WERE ON THE PATIO SO I PULLED UP A CHAIR AND STARTED TO VISIT. I
WAS ONLY ABOUT FIVE OR SIX FEET FROM MOM AND DAD WAS A LITTLE FARTHER STRAIGHT
ACROSS THE PATIO FROM HER. I WAS TALKING TO DAD AND LOOKING IN HIS DIRECTION
WHEN, ALL AT ONCE, I HEARD THE SOUND OF CLAWS ON WOOD AS IF SOMETHING WAS
TRYING TO CLIMB UP THE BACK OF MOM'S SWING RIGHT NEXT TO ME. I JERKED MY HEAD
AROUND TOWARD THE SOUND JUST IN TIME TO SEE MOM VAULT OUT OF HER SWING WITH A
YELL.
SHE STOOD IN THE MIDDLE OF
THE PATIO LOOKING AT THAT SWING, THEN TURNED TO ME AND ASKED ME" DID YOU
HEAR THAT"? " I SURE DID," I ANSWERED BACK. THEN DAD CHIMED IN
WITH "WHAT IN THE DEVIL MADE THAT SOUND"? SHE THEN TOLD US THAT SHE
DEFINITELY FELT SOMETHING TRYING TO CLIMB UP THE BACK OF HER SWING WITH HER AS
SHE COULD FEEL IT AS WELL AS HEAR IT.
NOW THIS WOULD HAVE BEEN
FAIRLY ORDINARY HAD THERE BEEN ANYTHING THERE, WHICH THERE WAS NOT!! IT WAS
JUST TURNING DUSK BUT IT WAS A LONG WAY FROM BEING DARK AND THE SOUND HAD COME
FROM AN AREA ONLY ABOUT FIVE OR SIX FEET FROM ME SO IT WAS VERY LOUD AND
DISTINCT- I HAD HEARD SOMETHING CLIMBING UP THE BACK OF THE SWING AS CLEAR AS
COULD BE.
WE JUST STOOD THERE FOR A
FEW MINUTES TRYING TO GATHER OUR THOUGHTS AS TO WHAT HAD JUST HAPPENED BUT
THERE WAS NO EXPLANATION FORTHCOMING. WE TALKED OF IT OFTEN BUT COULD NEVER
COME UP WITH A SATISFACTORY EXPLANATION FOR IT. IT NEVER HAPPENED AGAIN, EVEN
THOUGH SHE AND DAD CONTINUED TO USE IT IN THE SUMMER UNTIL HE PASSED ON. WITH
HIM GONE, SHE NEVER SAT OUT THERE ALONE AGAIN ALTHOUGH SHE USED IT WITH FRIENDS
AND FAMILY OVER.
Since I lived There
By:
hippintrippie@hotmail.com
From about 1997 to 1999 I
lived in a duplex with my dad in
would happen in the kitchen
like the oven alarm going off when no one had
been cooking anything. Once
the can opener turned on all by itself. The
thing that happened most
often was the toilet in my bathroom flushing by
itself. At first it was
just once in a while but then it started to happen
almost every day. None of
it ever scared me though, but one thing
happened
to my dad that kinda
freaked him out. One night he was in bed going to sleep
and he felt the bed sink
down like someone was laying next to him. At first
he thought it was our dog
but there was nothing there, and the dog was
sleeping in my room that
night. Oh, and one of my friends knew the people
who lived there before me.
He said the same sorts of things happened to
those people. He had been
over there before when the toilet flushed by
itself. He told me all this
before I said anything about what had happened
since I lived there.
Strange Things in our
Houses
By: roo2003@comcast.net
Me and my friends all have
strange things that happen at our houses. Ever since we where young we have
felt presences of other people and all have seen other people walking around
mostly at night. Recently my good friends family lost their house and had to
move to a new one farthur away. We all went together to check out her house and
to see what we could find. It was kinda creepy there (no other houses around,
in the middle of the woods, burnt down barn in the yard, just plain creepy) But
the thing that stood out the most was the door to her basment. The door had
been painted blood red and was the only door in the house like it. We all stood
around it and could feel that something wasnt right about what was down there.
We all decided to go down and check it out anyways just to make sure that it
wasnt our imaginations. The stairs where old and almost rotten through and when
we got to the bottom there was 2 rooms. The one didnt give us a bad vibe and
was actually kinda cool. It had a fireplace and an old table and a door that
led right to the woods but when we went near the other we all stopped at the
same spot before the door. Something didnt feel right and we couldnt go any
further in. It was dark in that room becuase there was no light for it and no
windows in it. All of the cornors looked so much darker then the rest of the
room though. They where all pitch black. We felt a big gust of cold air come
out of the room and saw a pair of eyes in the furthest corner of the room. They
looked like a cats eyes when they are hit by the light but there was no cat in
the house. We went upstairs and told her family about it. Her mom understands
stuff like that and put a cross on the door hopeing to keep what was down there
out.
Since we felt such a strong
feeling down there we all decided to look around more in the house to see if we
got the same feeling but nothing more came from inside the house. We went out
to the old barn and felt that same feeling again that something wasnt right.
Half of the barn was gone due to a fire that happend in it but we could still
get up in the loft just not to the back end of it. Something felt really wronge
up there so we left right away. After a while we did some research on the house
and found that it was built almost a hundred years ago. The third set of owners
that had that house had a child that freezed to death in the woods when she was
5. The fourth person that owned the house hung himself in the barn. The people
that owned the house before my friend moved in where the ones that had the fire
in the barn and the article said there was no major loses but they did lose
their pet dog in the fire.
We have seen more
disturbing things from that house since we found out what happend but we have
started to learn how to ignore them. They dont bother us but they still show up
once in a while and just watch us. We know that they dont want to hurt us so we
learned to live with them. Still no one goes into the basment becuase there is
something bigger down there that we arent ready to face.
That was the First
By: kanade@vci.net
I am a 12 year old girl from
The Closet
By: starry7_7@msn.com
Ok. This is one of the many stories I've
been told. I have never had an experience of my own (thank goodness, I am so
freaked out about the paranormal, but I continue to torture myself by reading
about it all. By the way your website is great, keep it running!) So I guess in
a way, I was here for this one, but not technically. My best friend Betty's
(not her real name) mom looks after a bunch of kids after school. I am not one
of them, so keep in mind that I am not there. On this day, only Betty, my other
friend Kady, and another girl I dont know real well Kriss (not their real
names), were at Betty's house. Betty's mom was out shopping and the rest of the
family was at work or still at school. Betty and the other girls were in
Betty's room when they heard a thumping noise coming from in the closet. No one
was home, and my friends arent exactly the bravest people on earth, so of
course it freaked them out. Betty immediately called me because the thumping
kept going on and I lived on the next street over. She was crying so hard, and
I could hear Kady and Kriss screaming and crying harder with evey thump (I
could hear all this over the phone, thats how loud it was). I always see people
do this on movies, so I told them to tell whatever it was to knock once for
"no" and knock twice for "yes" I heard them say that and
then told them to ask it something. My friends were all too scared but I told
them to do it if they wanted to know the truth. So I heard Betty ask, "Is
something in there?". A loud KNOCK KNOCK came from the closet. All my
friends screamed and cried harder. I moved away from my closet because that was
where I was near in my room at the time. Then Betty asked, "Can you tell
us your name?". KNOCK! AHHH! Went everyone in the room. Then I couldnt
hear my friend anyomore. I started freaking out. But it turned out that in all
the excitement, my friend dropped the phone and it turned off. She called back,
but they left the room. >From her living room, they could still hear
thumping, but it stopped 5 minutes later when Betty's momcame home. They told
her all this, and I dont know if she believed them or not. Betty and her family
moved from the house about5 months later, there were also some more stories in that
house, but I'll tell them some other time. So in closing, you can believe what
you want about that story, but I know that I was hearing everyone scream and
cry worse than you see in the movies. I trust my friend and know she cant fake
a cry like that. Now I suggest you all get the farthest you can from your
closets tonight and have sweet dreams...
Ghost of
By: Anonymous
I've just emailed a ghost
story called "Figures in the smoke". Another story I would like to
relate to the readers called The Ghost of Boat Harbour. Once again, I don't
want my email address on this story.
The ghost of
The Weirdest Dream
By:
BMCCLURE2@tampabay.rr.com
I have been a fan of the
unknown since I was little girl.The only one in my family that really
understood me with this obsession was my father's mother, my grandmother. She
was very spirtual and I loved her dearly. She has had several experiences with
the unknow in her life time and had always confided in me.
Well to start off here is a little back ground information my
grandmother passed away on November 29, 2001at the age of 57, the day after my
husband 21st birthday. She had complained for about a year that she didn't feel
well that her stomach hurt. I told her everytime i talked to her that she
needed to go see a doctor. She had went and they told her it was an ulcer.
Which wasn't true she bleed into her stomach for about a year, she had a small
rip in her aorta valve in her heart. She died while she was christmas shopping
This was definately a devistating blow. I thought i would never recover from
this loss. I had so much anger towards her for leaving me. I hadnt seen her in
almost a year and was planning to come and see her the 2nd week in december.(
my husband and I live about1800 miles from her) Eventually I did recover from
this and about october of 2002 I was talking with my grandfather on the
phone. We were talking about my Grandma.
He decided to tell me that about a week before she died she had told him and
his friend Kenny that she knew that she was going to die and thier would be 2
more deaths in the family before the new year.( this did come true her second
cousin and my grandpa's best friend passed away before January) I then
questioned my grandfather on this.
Why wouldn't she have told me? We talked about everything. Why not
me? We spoke for about 10 minutes longer
and both hung up.I decided the best thing I could do was go and get some sleep.
For the first year after my grandmas death I would always feel so depressed after
my conversations with my grandpa.
So with this still weighing
on my mind I went to sleep. It was a very deep sleep which is not really normal
for me. I normally toss and turn. During
this time I started dreaming that I was in a large room with my grandmother. I
was questioning her, Why hadnt you told me, She just kept apologizing for this
not really answering the question. The dream was pretty long and drawn out but
for some reason I can't remember what else was said. She then said" I have
to go but before I do I have something to show you." She opened a door on
the side of the room. I was standing in the door way and suddenly she was gone
and I was on the side of a highway with my friend Kelly. We we on the side of
the road apparently having been in a car accident. Her car was parked beside us
not really having or showing any damage. I was crying and I had Kelly in my
arms. She was covered in blood, I was screaming and crying as she died in my
arms on the side of that highway. As suddenly as it started it stopped and I
woke up. I was still crying. This just felt so very real I was sad because of
the situation that happened toward the end of the dream but I felt satisfied
with seeing and talking to my grandmother. I didn't really know if I was crying
over the loss of my friend or because I was able to talk to my grandmother one
last time. It had to have been the weirdest "dream" I have ever had.I
sat up thinking about this for awhile i am not really sure what time it was,
but it felt like forever before I fell back to sleep.
Even after I woke up the
next morning to get ready for work this dream was so vivd that it lingered with
me. Normally i cant remember any dreams that I have, atleast not with so much detail.
As I walked through the
door to my job the first person I saw was Kelly. I immediately told her my
dream. She just kinda looked at me with a weird look on her face. She said her
fiance had the same type of dream last night. That she died in a car accident
on the side of a highway. We all bacisally just joked about it, it was just to
much of a coincedence.It was friday and we just kinda forgot with the upcomming
weekend. We went on for about the next week. I had called my father and told
him about it he said well death means life. About a week before halloween kelly
had called out from work said she was terrible ill and could not come in. She
had went to the emergency room and they told her she was pregnant. It was a
total shock for her. All of us were in
shock. This was just too weird.
I know it was just my
grandma telling me she still Knows things even though she is gone.
The Ghost
By:s_saldana@hotmail.com
I was eleven years old when
I had my first ghost experience. My great, great grandpa had just died from a
serious blood clot in his leg. Me and him always played checkers together
before his tragic death. I was in my room when I sensed I was not alone. I hid
under my covers until I found the courage inside of me to look. I flipped back
my covers, looked at the door, and their it was. It was a shadow. It was
obviously my great, great grandpa because he had a checkers board with him. He walked over to
me and started setting up the game on my bed. Then my mom walked in and he
vanished. I never saw him again
Sleep Paralysis and More
By:jigsaw@insigtbb.com
Alrighty folks....
First of all, I appriciate
the vast repository of information that this site has to ofer. I appears to be a labor of love, and I wish
you much luck wth it.
Now, on to the actual
stories.
I have had several
experiences over my lifetime. Never the
same, always in different locations, mostly because I wasn't silly, or curious
enough to stick aound for a second manifestation.
This may not be related,
but when I was younger (about 6) I lived In an old antique mall. It is still located, to this day, in
Near the turn of the
century, I was employed as a security guard for the Phillip Morris Tobacco
Plant, in
On my patrol, I was
unfortunate enough NOT to have any direct encounters with this resident. I did find out, though, that he liked people
being potie to him. On my way down
stairs, on nght, i felt a presence, and I said "You are more than welcome
to follow me, if you like?"
I held open the door for a
few seconds, and then proceeded down to teh next floor. After finishing that one I went down
again. As I entered the stairway, the
window began to rattle ans sway, like a powerfull wind was buffeting it. Almost automatically, I reopened the door and
said ""Oops, I'm sorry. After
you"
The window stopped
immediatly, ad i finished my patrol as normal.
I know this has gotton a
bit long, but Ihave one more occurance that I wish to mention. I have read up on the experience know as
Sleep Paralysis. I have been
experiencing it more frequently over the last year. I will find my self wide awake, curled on my
side in a featle possion (how I normally sleep), unable to move. The classic dark presence looms just out of
vision, and I am deeply troubled. The
only sound I can make is a vague growl, so most of the tme I wake up barking
and growling and scaring the bajessus out of my fiance.
Thank you for your time and
attention...
By: Meagolden@aol.com
Hi. I was surfing the net and came across your
website. I have some stories to tell
myself. Here's my first memory of
something unusual happening in the house where I grew up in
We lived in a large
two-story house that was built in 1897.
We moved there in the spring of '62, when I was just a few months
old. My parents were a little uneasy
with so much space, so one of the bedrooms was always locked and never used.
When I was about four, my
younger brother and I would go upstairs and find that bedroom door open, with two
elderly people just sitting quietly in that room. We thought they were our grandparents, so we
would sit with them and chat away until our mom called us downstairs. They would smile at us but never talk. Sometimes we went up the stairs but the door would
be locked. When that happened, we could
peek under the door and see their feet where they were sitting in their chairs.
We kept asking our parents
why our grandparents didn't have meals with us, and my dad always said we would
go visit them on Sunday. I guess my dad
thought we were kidding about seeing our grandparents upstairs. The last time we went up there and found the
door open, no one was there. My brother
went to a window and moved the curtain aside to look out to the back yard. I opened the closet door and was startled to
find both "grandparents" just standing there looking at me. I was confused because I was old enough to
know that people just don't stand in closets, but then they smiled at us and
sat in their usual chairs, so we both sat on the floor to visit.
One day my dad made a big
point of walking us upstairs to show us that the door was locked and that there
was no way we could ever go in there without him knowing about it. He tried the handle, showed us that it really
was locked, then showed us the key he had.
He then opened the door to show us the room.
The room was completely
empty, with nothing but a thick layer of dust on the wood floor. My brother and I were surprised because we
had always seen the room fully furnished, with heavy draperies at the
windows. My dad had the shock of his
life though. In the dust on the floor
were our footprints. It was obvious that
we had walked through that room several times.
There were even dustmarks where we sat down to chat.
My dad yelled for my mom
and she came running up the stairs. My
dad was overexcited, asking who got the key and whether my mother might have
accidentally left it open for any reason.
My mom started crying, then my brother and I started crying. I don't remember a whole lot after that,
except that we never did see those people again. Years later, as more kids came along, that
room became my parents'.
My mom won't talk about it
to this day. Every now and then we would
ask our dad about it, but once he lied and told us that our grandparents
actually did stay with us for a while.
When we pressed him, telling him what we remembered, he still denied it.
There are a few other
things that happened through the years there that I can tell you about if
you're interested. A few things happened
to me personally, a few other things my siblings told me about. My parents never have admitted to seeing
anything there, except my dad once, and we both saw that together so he
couldn't deny it.
No One There
By: Sk8rpunkGI@aol.com
A small house in Lutz off of
House on
By: roboqueen2000@yahoo.com
Hello, I'm Rainy & this
is my odd story about our old house on
When I was 15, I went to a
party with my then boyfriend, Mark.
I wasn't suposed to go to
parties ever, so we told my parents we went to see a movie.
I had 2 hours until I had
to go home (yeah, I know, not long).
I met the host, had some
beers, messed around with my guy & went home.
I would later wind up
moving in with (& eventually marrying) the man that threw this party.
He lived in a small cracker
box house on
His mother purchased the
house after the only owner had recently passed away.
Whether or not he ever
really noticed anything strange before, I'm not sure.
All the events I am about
to disclose happened after I moved in, right at 17 yrs old.
Tony (my now husband, then
boyfriend) & I were adjusting to being together & had
decided to hang his large
door to the kitchen. The
house was small & all doors led around the house in a circle.
A small closet was right
beside/behind the kitchen/bedroom door. The door had shelves
& cabinets on the walls
on both sides of it, in the kitchen.
Shortly after hanging the
flag on the door, it began to pop, jerk, rattle & sometimes
move slightly. This
happened anytime the house was quiet, day or night, mostly when
we were sleeping, napping,
or getting ready to sleep. Sometimes just laying in the bed
or sitting the kitchen
quietly, also.
The first night it popped,
our dog Inca, was sleeping in our bed as usual, when she looked
up & growled at the
door/closet area. Then the door, which was closed, just popped. No
biggy, right? A door can
pop. It was weird that Inca growled before hand, but we thought
little of it. It continued
to pop several times in the night, agitating the dog & leaving us to
wonder why it was popping.
It popped almost every night, at least 2 times a night for a
while after that. Then
things got stranger.
We had brought a couple of
friends in to stay with us in that tiny house, one in the garrage
& one on the couch.
Tony's friend never really experienced anything because he was the
one in the garrage. My best
friend, however, was in that house with us day & night.
First, the door noises got
louder & more frequent. Then, the rolling started. The large ugly
green foot stool type thing
we had in our back room, would roll all by it's self, with no one
in the room. This only
happened a couple of times over the years, but it was still freaky.
After that, there was the
toilet flushing by it's self a few times. Also only a few times over
the years. The dogs (we had
another named Pica by then) would growl at the closet still.
It had been 3 years &
we had had a son during this time, as well. He said there was a
"monkey lizard"
in our closet (the one behind the kitchen door) that hid from us until we
were asleep so that we
wouldn't know it was there. Pretty weird thing to say, for a baby
that just started talking.
Becky (my best friend)
HATED to take a shower in that house. She said that someone
cold was watching her &
didn't like her. On several occasions she came out of the shower with shampoo
still on her ears/ neck or heavy conditioner in her hair. Like she just
couldn't
get out of there quick
enough.
We had speculated
everything from the weight of the flag popping the hinges, to the
house settling (which could
also cause the stool to roll), to just plain old oldness of the
house. Nothing explained
the growling prehense the door noises. Nothing explained the
toilet flushing. Nothing
explained the "monkey lizard" that my son was affraid of. But
nothing, & I mean nothing, could explain the tupper ware on the shelf next
to the popping
door FLYING OFF at an
astonishingly TREMENDOUS force. Like it had been blasted off
with a flying boxer's fist!
Becky & I were in the
kitchen when it happened & some of the tupper ware hit Becky.
It was almost unbeleivable.
It took a few to set in, that it had all just came flying off.
See, it couldn't have
fallen off because of the way Tony had built the shelf. It was slanted
upwards, tilting towards
the wall rather than flat. We were somewhat cluttery & wanted to
insure that our unorganized
stacks of miscelaneous containers didn't fall in the floor.
Becky would'nt go in the
kitchen for awhile after that & moved out into another friend's
apartment soon after. When
she would stay over, she wouldn't shower & she wouldn't
pee with the door closed.
We had just decided that there were weird things going on that
we couldn't control &
since it wasn't too scary, it was okay with us. We got used to it.
Then, while cleaning house
& moving things around one week, we decided the flag was
getting kinda tore up
hanging on the door all the time. What with our dogs & our son &
the parties we always had
every week. So we took it down & put it up. We never had
made the conection to the
flag & the problems we had, until it had been down for a couple
of nights. The door hadn't
popped or rattled or jerked in 2 nights!
None of the strange
occurances ever happened again. Not a one. We started thinking
about when it started to
happen & that it was when the flag went up. Thinking about how
it all stopped when the
flag came down. How odd that was. Did the old lady that owned
the house not like the
flag? Was something else there other than she, that possibly
didn't like the flag? Was
it the flag it's self that was the blame? We haven't hung it up
since we moved out to the
country. We've had no problems in our new house, either.
This all started about 10
yrs ago, & ended about 3 & a half yrs afterward. We moved out
to expand our family &
quality of living after I had been there (at the house on Beaver)
about 4 yrs or so. I just
thought it was a neat story to share.
House in
By:
mhardy@steiner.alsco.com
The house has a lot of
history. It is about 130 years old now and sits right
on Pineview dam. It used to
be a dairy and the foundation of the barn still
lies in the back. The barn
was moved a short distance and became a hotel
called the Jackson Fork
Inn. To start with the back bedroom, which seems to
have been the master at one
point, was always very cold no matter what time
of year, there were bizarre noises throughout the
house, and doors and
windows seemed to have a
mind of their own. Previous owners had used it as a
summer home. Their son went
to the home in the winter, to study for school
without being disturbed,
and one year, we're told, he killed himself in the
house. As time went by more
and more happened.
We often saw the figure of
a young man walking through the house in our
peripheral vision but when
you turned to look directly at him nothing was
there. My father once saw
him so solidly that he thought it was my brother
and yelled "I'll be
off the phone in a sec". The young man walked over to
the couch in the adjoining
room and sat down. When my father walked in to
the room no one was there.
He called my brother to ask why he had left and
of course the answer was
"I've been home the whole time". My parents had
originally used the back
bedroom of the home as theirs due to the fact that
it was the only one with an
adjoining bathroom. My mother, after a short
time, became very ill. The
symptoms were atributed to the age of the home
and possible "mold
allergies". Moving my parents bedroom to another end of
the home very quickly fixed
this.
This is pretty much the
extent of my memory of the experiences. I was very
young. The older
couple(with no children) who bought the house from us is a
whole different story. For
this reason I feel that the suicide of the boy
had something to do with
anger at his parents. I can not remember all the
incidents exactly as
described to me but I will try. Everything started out
similar to us, funny
noises, strange chill, doors miraculously unlocking
themselves. Soon the wife
had become very ill in the same bedroom with like
symptoms. Again moving the
location of the bedroom helped this. Soon after
they were awoken to a
violent earthquake. Objects fell from the walls, the
bed bounced on the floor
and the house sounded as if it would collapse. Upon
speaking with the
neighbors, no farther than a small town street's width
away, they learned they
were apparently the only home affected by
earthquake.
Being collectors of
interesting antiques, the couple one day brought home a
beautiful crystal
chandelier. They meticulously cleaned the chandelier,
taking each dangling
crystal off to be washed separately. After washing, the
crystals were replaced and
each clasp inspected to make sure they would not
fall off as it was hanging.
They were shocked to find it the next morning,
crystals removed and set
neatly in a circle on the floor, clasps still
closed. This is everything
I remember. Hope you enjoy. I'm sure he is not
the only spirit residing
there with the age and history of the home.
Aubrey
By:
dark_angel_lover507@yahoo.com
My name is Ashlee; I'm 13
and live in a small town in
By: Sakura031489@aol.com
My parents went out of town
to San Diago, California and stayed at the hotel del Coronado and my mom knows
how I am with ghost stories (I love them) so she told me to do a report on Kate
Morgan, she died at the hotel del Coronado in the late 1800's. And I looked on
your site and there wasn't much, but thanks to google I got the full story of
Kate Morgan, and here it is.
Kate Morgan was born Kate
Farmer in
In November of 1892, Kate
found herself pregnant and wanted to stop the scams and settle down. Tom not
only was upset about a possible child, but did not want to stop his lifestyle.
The couple quarreled and Tom got off the train in
In 1990, a book called
"The Legend of Kate Morgan: The Search for the Ghost of the Hotel del
Coronado" was written by Alan May . His book refutes the suicide claim and
gives compelling evidence that Kate was murdered by her husband. A maid that
may have befriended Kate is said to have also disappeared at that time. Some
suggest that she was also murdered but the body removed by the hotel staff and
the story hushed up so as not to arise anxiety with the hotels guests. Since
Kate’s death in 1892 there have been many instances of paranormal activity at
the hotel. One of the hot spots of activity is Kate’s room, number 302 which is
now 3312. The activity is not confined only to that particular room though.
Voices are heard when no one is there. Objects seem to move by themselves,
lights flicker, TV’s turn themselves on and off. There are unexplained noises,
strange unexplained smells, sudden temperature changes, strong drafts even when
the windows are closed and even sightings of Kate herself. One of the better
known cases is of a secret service agent that was staying at the hotel
protecting the president. The agent was staying in Kate's old room. He
complained to the management that there was too much noise coming from the room
above him. The only problem is Kate’s room is on the top floor.
Hope you can post this on
your website!
Strange Things
By:
snootchie_bootchie@earthlink.net
Hello, I have lived in this
trailer since like June of 97' because we came back from
Sometimes I would do the
dishes later at night whenever everyone was asleep or just in their rooms, I'd
be doing the dishes and all of a sudden I'd feel as if someone was behind me
watching me. It was errie and this would happen alot. And sometimes it still does on an ocation.
There also was this one
time when I was just in my room on my computer and I felt like someone was
behind me and you KNOW when someone is behind you but the feeling just wouldn't
go away I felt as if it was mad or something I felt so uncomfortable and uneasy
I would even smack the air and say leave me alone and it'd quit for a few minuets
but that feeling would return. That same night I was just sitting here and I
wanted to watch a movie so I got up and put in a movie into my VCR. And when I
did, I was feeling that same thing AGAIN it was like maybe 20 after I told the
thing to stop. And when I put that movie
into my VCR it spit it out really fast not like when u eject it and it comes
out slow but it spit it out litterly and I hadn't pushed eject and it was a
good tape and a good VCR. And I screamed and ran out my room but then returned to
try to find an explanation and couldn't nothing was by it or anything.
I belive that same year. We
were sitting in my moms room doing a fill in the blank to make a funny story
because we made up stuff to do for fun but we were putting words into the blank
like NOUN or whatever, but when we were doing that we heard popping noises in
the corner of her room. It continued all night. My mom said the next morning
when she woke up the popping noises went under her bed and in the other corner.
She didn't turn on the light but she said she felt like someone was standing
over her and it was just strange.
Resently my dad was sitting
at the table and said he seen a black mist in the hallway move.
There has been numorus
times when I'd be talking and the dishes are over by the fridge and there was a
VACE on top of the fridge. and I had shut the fridge maybe 2 minuets before
something happened but The vace had fell off the fridge and broke a cup I
didn't touch the fridge after I shut it and the vace was far away from the edge
to fall off. This has happen TWICE!!.
Once last week I was half
asleep and half awake. I thought my mom or little brother had came into my room
without me knowing. I was well enough awake but dosing. I heard footprints in
my room and felt like someone was walking behind me. I have a Futon bed so I
can either put it up as a couch or a BED. But I had it up like a couch and my
back was towards the door I thought they were gonna come in just to scare me
but I felt the presence there walking up behind me and when it got close enough
to me I turned around and no one was there. I do have a puppy but she was
asleep.
I have had quit a few
dreams about ghosts and they always scare me. My sister has had many dreams
about our parents room. She's afraid to go into their room when she's home
alone. She has a fear that it's gonna shut by itself. Also there is one more
thing. My toilet in my bathroom. It goes on by itself. You know after u flush
and water fills back up in the tank it goes on like that for maybe a minuet and
it does it all the time. It never did that when we first mov
in.
That's why I think our trailer is haunted. We still live here but I feel
at peace now I don't have that many experices that much now days. When things go missing or something strange
happens we say the GHOST BOB did it. Our front door use to lock by itself too
but it dosn't anymore.
The Monk's Ghost is Still
Here
By:
dragonmeetsphoenix1366@yahoo.com
I went on a ghost tour at
His ghost was also seen
setting up the altar there on another occasion. The spirit is less
active and considerably
benign since moving to his favored room. He can also be seen
wandering around aimlessly.
He is no threat to anyone. Also, I did view the haunted suit
of armor in the grand ballroom. There
was indeed a face behind the head piece, and it did raise a racket with screams
and growls.
Possible Hauntings
By:
cynciti967@optonline.net
I work third shift in a
nursing home that has been open since the 60s.This home is in
One particular night there were three of us on a unit.The nurse
and me and another aide.Around 2:30 am, we heard a very high pitched "tea
kettle" whistle that seemed to start on the far end of our hall and streak
past our desk and run to the other units.This ''whistle" streaked past us
another 3 times before we started to get nervous.We looked around to see if a
tv, or radio was on.We checked every door, window,patio window, to see if the
wind was playing tricks.Everything checked out fine.We needed to start 3 oclock
rounds, but the other aide called over to the unit on the other side and asked
her sister if she was playing around with a whistle. This girl was just going
to call us and tell us to knock off the noise! Now we were getting
scared-however this night was just getting better.
We started doing changes
and turns and eveything seemed fine for about 45 minutes.The other aide was at
the desk and I was toileting a resident.A bell went off at the last room on the
unit we just finished.Since I was nearest I answered that bell.When I asked the
resident what was needed, she replied I didn't ring.I figured maybe her arm hit
the bell in her sleep.As i walked past the rooms I looked in on one and stopped
dead in my tracks.We had not changed either lady in the room because they
did'nt need it however the entire floor was covered in diaper fluff(the inside
of disposible diapers fall apart when wet and become a wet confetti) Also, the
floor near the nurse desk also had a trail of diaper fluff.I yelled down to the
nurse and other aide to come see this.They both stared at each other in
disbelief!No one was in the hall and yet there was this mess-how did it get
there?
We were all sitting at the
desk and the whislte started again then the door across from the desk had it's
own haunting before our eyes! The door knob started to shake as if someone was
trying to get out of the room.I got up thinking that maybe the cat was rubbing
against the door or perhaps the confused
lady in that room could't open the door.Of course the cat wasn't there and both
ladies were sleeping soundly.I shut the door and did'nt even take two steps and
the door knob started to shake profusely again,I jumped from that doorway the
way Scooby and Shaggy react.Me and the other aide were literaly sitting on the
same chair because we were so freaked out. I got up and went to get a drink of
water.While satanding at the desk I felt the presence of someone standing
beside me,then reach over and put their arm around my shoulders.I ran screaming
from that unit to the other side.Of course everything was quiet over there.When
I finally came back all three of us were ready go home.This assult continued
till about 5 am when the house keepers, cook and othe aides stared coming in.
I've worked there for 6
years and have never heard that whistle at any time in all weather
conditions.The diaper fluff only happened one other time I know of when the
intercoms went haywire screeching and then on that same unit the fluff was in
the hall.As for that door knob it never shook again the residents in that room
did'nt either hear it or slept through it.I still work third shift and once in
a while we hear voices or a book will fly off a shelf with no one around but we
have'nt expeienced the terror we did that night.
Well here goes
By: SHIVAPKD@aol.com
When I was 6 my parents and
I moved into a 3 bedroom house. I was really excited about having my own room
since we had been living with my grandparents and their kids and I had never
had my own room.
Anyway, my parents got my
room ready and the very first night that I was to sleep in there I was really
excited. As soon as I got into bed I got a really creepy feeling that someone
was in there with me so I went to my parents room and got into their bed. I
never told them. This continued for quite some time until I decided (with my
parents urging)to sleep in my own room. I always felt uneasy sleeping there but
I kinda just got used to it.
In addition to that there
were two other rooms in the house that made me feel very uneasy. One was the
third bedroom. It was bigger than my room but it was always cold for some
inexplicable reason. I hated that room. I sometimes would go in there to play
but I always felt as if there was someone in there with me that didn't want me
there.
The other room I didn't
like was the basement. Again, it seemed as if there was someone down there. If
I had to go down there to get something I would always run back up the stairs
feeling as if someone were chasing me away. Once I became an adult and told my
Mom this story she told me that she, too, had that same feeling.
It wasn't long after we
moved there that I began to sleepwalk. My Dad woke one night and found me
trying to unbolt the front door to leave. On another occasion I went halfway
down the basement stairs and sat on the step. I hated that place, I couldn't
imagine wanting to go down there.
Soon after that I lost a
tooth. I went to bed with the tooth under my pillow. I had decided that I would
stay awake and see the tooth fairy. I hadn't laid there very long (and I am
100% positive that I was still awake because I couldn't get to sleep for a long
time afterward) when I saw a black shadow come in under my door. After it came
through the slot under my door it grew as tall as the door. It came over to my
bed and opened the drawer next to my bed as if it were looking for something or
leaving something. After it closed the drawer it went back to the door, shrunk
down and disappeared under the slot. I wanted to look under my pillow but had a
strong feeling that I wasn't supposed to look until morning so I didn't. I
don't remember what was under my pillow. I did believe that it was the tooth
fairy until I got old enough to realize that there is no such thing.
I told my Grandmother about
this and she shared a couple of stories with me. One of which someone pushed
her Mother down the stairs while she was the only one home.
Wouldn"t Be Her
By: Anonymous
I have a couple of stories
only one has happen to me the others was to my
mother and sister.
The first one was to my
mother. It was February of 1966 and she
was
pregnant with me her father
had a heart attack and died one week before I
was born. My mother said about two or three weeks after
she came home from
the hospital with me she
was sitting in her bedroom I was in my crib in the
same room. She was reading a book when she could smell
cigar smoke (which
her father smoked) she
looked up and there standing by my crib was her
father (my grandfather) he
looked at her and said she's beautiful and then
disappeared.
The other happened to my
sister it was May of 1989, she had moved back home
to my parents house when
our Aunt (our mothers sister) had a heart attack
and was in the
hospital. My parents and sister had
been at the hospital
all day with her. My sister and this Aunt were very close. They went home
to get some sleep and my
sister says that when she was a sleep my aunt had
come to her and said take
care of your mother. She said she had to
go then
she vanished and just at
the same time the phone rang it was the hospital
saying that my aunt had
died.
This other happened to me,
I thought I was going nuts but I can see I'm not.
My husband, daughter and I
had moved into our first house in Dec of 98.
I
am not sure when this all
started but I would be laying in bed and I would
hear foot steps in the hall
thinking it was my daughter I would look to see
her. Nobody was there this went on for awhile I
really never paid to much
attention to it. I would hear the foot steps maybe every other
night never
bothered me, I also didn't
tell anybody about it thinking they would think I
was crazy. Also about the same time my daughter started
taking about her
sister (which she doesn't
have). It never really crossed my mind
to ask
her about it I just thought
she was making this up (even though I know there
were foot steps in the
hall). Then one night I was laying in
bed and I felt
a little ice cold hand
(like a child's hand) touch my foot when I looked up
there was nobody
there. I still never felt scared, we got a dog and cat in
2001 I haven't heard
anything after that. Sometimes I feel
like somebody is
sitting on the bed or the
cat has gotten on the bed when I look there is
nobody there not even the
cat. I also have heard what I thought
was my
daughter calling to me but
when I would go check it wouldn't be her.
Active Imagination
By:
oscar_acosta_2000@yahoo.com
I dont know if i have a
active imagination or what but
i have several
stories. Very briefly
I must have been 8 or 9 but
i went outside and looked
over to my neighbors yard
and noticed what looked like
a person lying on its side
but had a very huge head
and but the image was very
dark but somehow could tell
it was smiling. Iam now 35 and my mother asked me if
i had ever seen this image
she asked this because my
brother had just asked the
same question.
another incident, it was a
sunday, i worked in the
oilfields. well on the way to a project i noticed
this very large animal
about 1/4 mile away it had the
same face as the above
story. it was motionless for a
few seconds and all of the
sudden jumped from one side
of the road to the other in
one leap. I did not say
nothing to the two person
riding and one said oh shit
did you see that, speed up
lets catch it. well we got
to where it had jumped the
road but it was to fast.
but what was weird is that
it was leaping away and all
of the sudden it started
slithering away like a snake.
we then looked around for footprints and we
noticed
where it had leaped from
one side of the road to the
other, on one side were paw
and goat prints on the
opposite side of the road
were chicken prints.
Willie
By: christuttle1@alltel.net
We live in Barbourville
The House I grew up In
By: hanna1510@earthlink.net
My experience is mostly
what my father and grandmother have told me about the house I grew up in. Apparantly when I was little my father would
be watching TV and he would hear a little girls voice calling "Daddy,
Daddy". He would go back to my room
and I would be asleep. Also only he and
my grandmother ever heard it even though my mother was right there while he was
hearing it. Our dog used to look down
the hall where the bedrooms were and growl, although eventually he got used to
whatever he saw and would wag his tail.
My dad also would hear footsteps going up the stairs and doors
slamming. We both would see black
"flashes" go by real fast out of the corner of our eyes. My grandmother also told me a story of a
tenent who lived on the second floor (there were 3 levels, 3 apts) whose
bracelet was broken and she left it on her dresser and when she came home from
work, it was fixed. I always had a
strange feeling in the house but I can't say I was really scared. My grandmother was told there were definitely
ghosts there but that they were friendly. I almost forgot the strangest
thing...at my 1st birthday party my father took a picture of my and floating
behind me was a little girl w/curly dark hair.
Wish I could find that picture....thanks for reading my story.
Mischievous Toddler Spirit
By:
borrowedtime00@yahoo.com
Back in December of 1990,
my grandparents were still alive and I was 7 months pregnant for my son. My
Aunt had taken them on a month long vacation to visit family, and my husband
and I house sat for them. The very first night we were there a 1' x 2' framed picture
of a leopard FLEW about 5 feet off the window sill over the side board stereo
at me and broke. This was startling because there was NO draft (it was December
in
It doesn't end here. The
back door off the kitchen had a string of bells on it. The latch was broken so
my grandparents installed a dead bolt on it to keep it shut. It was the door
into the garage, not outside (again, all closed up), keep that in mind as I
explain the rest. On a daily basis, sometimes more than once, this door would
open and slam shut 7 or 8 times in a row (we were always aware of it due to the
string of bells attached to the door). We had friends visiting at one point
when it occurred, and they stood next to me and watched the door swing shut,
LOCK, then open again, and again, and again! Our visitors also spent the night
(skittishly, but they had no choice, the drive was too far that late at night
for them), and at about 3am all of us woke up sweating buckets, only to find
that the thermostat had been turned up to 90*!
About that time every night the dog, who slept on a blanket on the floor
next to our bed, would jump up start barking and chase something through the
house, occasionally you would hear the child laughing when this happened. Our
friends chose not to come back, by the way. At one point my husband shared with
me that he would be disturbed every night by cold air, that appeared to only be
hovering about a foot over his body in bed. He woke me up that night when it
happened to witness it. As soon as I stuck my hand in that area I felt the cold
swoosh down to his feet and off the end of the bed. All of these events
reminded me of a mischievous toddler...
Now this always baffled me
because there is no history. My Grandfather built this house himself, in a
residential area. No one else ever lived there. And my grandparents said they
had never experienced any thing like this in the 40 plus years they lived
there. I often wondered if the ghost child had adopted them as it's parents and
was upset that they were gone. They never went anywhere for more than a few
hours until this point. All I know is that there WAS SOMETHING there with us
that month, and no one will convince any of us that experienced this that there
wasn't!
Another Day in our Old
Farmhouse
By: hockeynuts@hotmail.com
This is the second story
that I have submitted. This one is in the same house. I still dont feel that
there is anything to fear in our "little" spirit. We still hear it
going up and down the stairs. It still does the little pranks with the TV and
such. It isnt an overly active ghost. Sometimes nothing will happen for a few
days at a time. The other day though, that wasnt the case. Due to kids being in
school and various after school activities and my husband having commitments
outside the house, I was alone for the better part of the day and evening. It
started as soon as I got home from work. I was on the computer and I kept
hearing banging around downstairs. I would check every time, just to find
nothing. My son has a habit of turning on the window unit A/C even though it
isnt warm enough to warrant it. Before going up, I always turn it off. I
noticed it was back on when I went down to check things out. Not positive that
I had actually turned it off, I just turned it off not thinking anything about
it. The banging started again. I went down to check it out and the A/C was back
on. That was a bit unnerving. Still not scared, i just turned it off and went
back upstairs to bed. The banging started up again, but this time in the
computer room. I tu ed on the TV to tune
it out and the glitching started. I "yelled" at the spirit as always
to cut it out and it stopped.
I was planning on going out
with some girlfriends that night, so after the kids went about their evening
plans, i was once again alone in the house. I showered, put on make up. I was
hearing things on the basement steps the entire time. I admit, after hearing
stuff and experiencing so much in that short period of time, i was getting a
bit spooked. We have a bar that we can get to via a footbridge that runs across
the creek in front of our house. I was finished getting ready and relaxing
until i got the call from the girls. I was sitting at the kitchen table reading
some mail when i distinctly hear giggling break out on the basement steps.
Childlike laughter. Cute actually but that was it for me. I said outloud
"its time to go get a drink at the bar!" I stayed over there until my
friends came to get me.
A Strange Occurance
By: BadBlkS10@aol.com
My name is Scott McClure, I
live in a very small touwn in gerogia,
My story is about a freinds
house in
I was invited to my friends
house, after telling him that I have some strange feelings and can sense what
could be spirits. I entered the home and noticed a burned area in the doorway.
I asked him about this spot. His family is Greek and it is tradition to
"Smoke" a cross on doorways at Easter for good fortune and blessings.
I entered the next room and felt a sensation on my neck, like a cold hand
brushing on me. I turned to see nothing behind me. After continuing on to the
most active room of the house it was as if every hair on my body stood on end.
IT wasn't a pleasant feeling, as the cold hand, but a sensation of evil. I
guess the cold hand was warning me not to enter that room, it was only a few
feet away. God, it gives me chills just thinking about that awkward feeing in
my body. I continued in the room and felt a tugging at my right hand, there was
nothing there to be seen. I soon left the room, still with hair on ends, as
soon as I left that particular room, everything was calm and pleasant again. I
have been in the house since that time and still get a cold chill everytime I
get close to the room. I honestly think there is a lost soul in that room, that
is tormented and in ill spirit. I have not been in there with my digitial
recorder or camera yet, but hope to very soon. I'm still new at investigations.
I hope this story sparks an interest in someones mind.
A Real Sighting
By:
jayne.middleton3@ntlworld.com
one night in september 1973
me my cousin and two other friends were playing at the rear of colwick hall
nottingham england a game of hide seek with torches (flashlights) we were all
10 years old .we noticed that there was a lady on her hands and knees in what
appeared to be a dressing gown parting the the long grass with her hands as if
she was looking for something she looked up and we shouted what are you looking
for? she stood up and walked towards us she stopped about 15 feet from us and
just stood there in front of us looking us up and down she seemd as mesmerised
as we were .By this time we were afraid she was also afraid not of us but of
our torches it seemed she strode towards us again so we shone our torches at
her which made her panic turn around and run after about 20 feet she
completeley dissapeared we ran back to our parents inside colwick hall and
explained what had happened expecting not to be believed we were overheard by
the owner who told us not to worry as it was only mary .We made a pact that we
would never mention what had happened and we never did .As i grew older i often
wondered if we had all imagined it. I now know that who we saw was mary
chaworth musters who was the first love of lord byron.She died during the
reform bill riots whilst trying to hide her jewerly around the back of the hall
.She was in her nightdress and caught pgneumonia
Warning Sign
By: asif@courage.ca
I never believed in dreams
coming true or premonitions, but after the incident you’ll read below you will
believe too, this really happened to me during the end of summer in 2003, I
reside in
I was asleep one night and
had a very strange dream where my face was very messed up. My nose was
apparently broken and it seemed as if I was beaten up very badly. In my dream
my wife is looking at me and is in awe as to how my face looks so horrible. She
is just crying and saying my name repeatedly and asking how this happened and
that I look really terrible. In this dream I keep asking her what’s wrong with
my face? I am lying on our apartment’s floor in just a really weird daze. The
day after the dream I had another dream which did not really seem like a dream
because it felt like I really experienced it. I saw this dark figure which I
couldn’t make out and a black shadowy hand reaching over to me over my bed, as
it was coming over to touch me I just went under the covers. I tried to shake
it off but I realized it may not have been a dream, it seemed like I was still
conscious when I saw this apparition. The days passed by and everyone in my
family came down with some sort of a stomach flu which started from my brothers
friends son. He ended up passing this on to my brother’s son which soon got
passed on to my wife and then my daughter and than ME. I had no idea how
devastating this flu would become but my daughter was soon sick vomiting for
over a week and was very sick. Soon after she got better I ended becoming sick.
I had never vomited since I was a kid. I ended up vomiting continuously for a
span of 12 hours. I basically puked my guts out all night (some sort of nasty
stomach virus). When I woke up in the morning to go to the bathroom I ended up
vomiting one more last time but this time I didn’t feel right. I got up from
the bathroom floor after puking in the toilet and I felt like passing out.
>From the moment I left the bathroom to the time I reached my living room (I
was trying to hit the couch) I could not remember a single thing. Apparently I
ended up blacking out that whole episode. My wife said that I looked like a
zombie when I came out of the washroom and I was walking so fast towards the
couch in my living room that I ended up going head first into the wall (studded
wall not regular hollow type walls) missing the couch, I basically just dove into
it. All I remember was a loud bang and waking up a few seconds later on the
floor of my apartment like the way it was in the dream. My wife mentioned later
that it almost looked like someone had shoved me right into the wall from the
way I flew. Suffice to say I was ok, but I ended up with a deviated septum
(broken nose) and a lot of swelling. Initially when my wife saw my face she was
hysterical (just like in the dream) and I was asking her what was wrong with my
face as she was just in shock While I laid there the whole dream sequence came
into perspective and I was beginning to get scared. Was it a premonition or was
it a warning from something or someone from beyond? Not to sound too hokey
pokey but I like to make a joke out of this whole incident because it was
probably the most traumatic incident of my life as I have not really had too
many events like this happen to me ever, I’ve basically pretty much led an
uneventful normal life.
While I laid on the floor I
said to myself “I actually look the way I looked like in the dream” and this
scared me when I saw my face in the mirror my wife brought out to me. Anyways
since then nothing really weird like that has happened yet. I do still
sometimes see a black figure of some sort standing by my bedside here and then
but nothing has come about it yet! Also after I healed up I went to go see a
priest about this whole incident as my mom kept bugging me too, and the priest
told me to be aware as it is possible this incident may come again??? Needless
to say I will never take these dreams or premonitions lightly ever again.
Real Ghosts!
By: Muggzie111@aol.com
Hello....I'm here to tell you a story, a
true story of real happenings that happened to my whole family. My aunt had a cabin (emphasis on HAD). up in
the Big Bear mountains. Where do I
begin....upon driving up the driveway. the curtains would move in the upper
attic window. We would all be sitting
downstairs watching tv, and there would be footsteps upstairs and they would
stop directly above the area where we all sat.
The toilet would flush by itself, and the water would turn on. (these are just the little things) There was
a trunk in the closet in a room where supposedly a woman burned up and the bed
is still in there. There's black hairs
still stuck in parts of the bedframe.
Anyway, the lid of that trunk would slam. Now let me get to the good stuff. My uncle was up there alone, and someone,
something tried to smother him with a pillow.
He fled without his clothes. My
cousin looked out the back door window, and saw a sillouette of a devil
face. Me and my sister were asleep in a
bed downstairs, and the bed moved violently, not just a little bit ok, but
literally bounced! I rolled over and
told my sister to stop it. She was
barely waking up, and started to tell me the same thing. We jumped out of that bed so fast and never
looked back. Then, my dad, on a dare
because none of us would sleep in the bedroom where the lady burned to
death,(he thought we were all a bunch of sissies) he slept in there, and a
woman he thought to be my mom walked in and he motioned her to sit on the bed.
She did, and her hair turned black!!
(my mom's a blond). My dad
couldn't get out of there fast enough.
We all left the next morning. I slept upstairs one night, in the
opposite bedroom, and woke up in a trancelike state. I walked downthe stairs and sat down next to
my mom, who was awake at that hour(it was
Home to Some Spirits
By: carrie_91879@yahoo.com
First of all I would like
to tell you that I really enjoyed your web site. I live in
I beleive that my house has
sprits that live in the basement. Ever since I was young, I never quite felt
safe down there. I always could feel a presense with me when there was no one
down there but me. When I am in the basement on the computor,(like I am now),
it always sounds like someone is walking around upstairs in the kitchen, when I
am the only one home. I know that I have seen them too. I either see a white
image or a black image. Sometimes I get good vibes and sometimes bad vibes from
them. My home sits about 800ft away from a Catholic church and school. I truly
beleive that there are children that play outside at night on the toys. I have
heard them. It is hard to hear because it is a faint sound, but i know that
they are there. I beleive that my house was built over some type of grave yard.
Probably one that was used hundreds of years ago. My mom passed away 7 years
ago, and I think that she probably stays with me when I am by myself. She was a
musician, and everytime, at night, when I play the piano, the light above the
piano flickers a little when I have played omething that she likes. I also
think that my cousin who died when she was only 8 years old comes and visits as
well. Also, the lights in my living room have been known to turn on and off
without anyone else being there but me. Or, i will leave with some lights on
and come home and they are turned off. I do not fear them because they have not
done anything to me. I just leave them alone in the basement and keep the door
closed when I am not down there. Oh, yeah, when I am in my room, which is
upstaris, sometimes it sounds like someone is opening and closing the door to
the basement. I think it is someone mischevious just trying to make the hairs
on my neck stand up. Oh well. So, that is just a taste of what my house is
like.
Thank you for reading it.
Paranormal Experiences
By: yahyah@planetyahyah.com
Hi there, I tried to post
on the
I will tell you of a few
things that I became privy to while working there, and trust me, many of us
refused to go into certain areas/buildings alone – and the camp director did
not force any of us (and he was a SERIOUS guy by nature).
The activity center, can’t
remember the name of the hall but it’s haunted.
There have been reports of hearing footsteps, things being shuffled around
and moved, moans, and groans, and loud cracking noises, like the floor is going
to crack open. One night while I was
working there, one of the counselors in my cabin was having a private
conversation with another counselor of the opposite sex, in this building. They needed a quiet place where they wouldn’t
be interrupted. The boy suggested this
building, since no one would go in there, and no one would expect them to be in
there. The girl wasn’t too thrilled, but
agreed. They wound up in the only room
with a light, which was the bathroom.
They talked for a while and after a few minutes heard a rustling. They opened the door and looked around, and
saw nothing. They closed the door and a
few minutes later they were interrupted again, with a rustling. This time the
rustling was getting closer and more prominent a sound, so they opened the
door, hoping the light would shine far enough so they could see into the
darkness, perhaps it was a raccoon or something. But they saw nothing. This time, they left the door open, and they
continued to talk. After a few minutes
they were interrupted by a terrible desperate low pitched moan and the sound of
a loud cracking noise from the floor boards.
The girl counselor told me she was so scared she thought it really
sounded like the floor was going to crack open, but the moaning noise was
unlike anything she’d ever heard before, so low pitched and desperate. She refused to go in that building for quite
a while, and I had to accompany her in there during the day time on at least
one occasion because she just didn’t feel comfortable being in there alone.
That particular building
was “off limits” to quite a few of the counselors, who’d also had experiences.
Generally you might see a couple of generations/different years of counselors
who’d had experiences, or who’d heard of experiences of other counselors;
stories passed down from previous years, but there were quite a few counselors
during the year I was there, who’d had personal experiences with that building. The camp director had been involved with this
camp for many years and although he was a serious guy, there were a couple of
places on camp grounds he did not force anyone into alone, or if they just
couldn’t handle it. This was one of
those places. Toward the end of the
summer I was told by one of the nurses that this building was the original
Physical Therapy building, and since the camp was started back in the
mid-1940’s a LOT of children in pain were treated in this building. Having worked with the physically challenged
population I can tell you that a lot of the campers that went to Pine Tree Camp
were in pain quite frequently, and physical therapy was not a happy time for
them. Moving stiff joints, or rigid
appendages is oftentimes unpleasant, very painful, and the only thing they know
for sure is they’ll have to do it again tomorrow. So this building probably housed a lot of
pain, frustration, worry, anger… lots of emotions.
Another paranormally active
place on camp grounds is the “Overnight” spot.
Each session each cabin gets one “overnight” at the overnight spot. The campers get to load up into a pontoon
boat and head to the other side of the lake to get ice cream at the ice cream
shack, and then the pontoon boat comes back to the camp-side of the lake where
everyone is dropped off at the “overnight spot” for a night of sleeping in a
tent, cooking out by the fire, singing camp-fire songs and toasting
marshmallows… the whole 9 yards. In
reality, the “overnight spot” is really not that far from camp at all. It’s a 5
minute walk, however, the trip across the lake before hand gives the campers a
sense of being farther away from camp than they actually are.
There have been less, yet
more significant, occurrences which took place at Pine Tree Camp, but the
stories of “The Overnight Spot” were
most heavily guarded of all the haunted places on the camp grounds. I’m imagining it is because of the location,
its isolation from the rest of the camp, and also because there was only 1 camp
counselor who worked out there, solo, when there were no campers around because
she was responsible for prepping the site for campers to arrive, and cleaning
up the site when campers departed. But
the reason this story “sticks” with a lot of us is because the camp director’s
wife experienced a paranormal event when she was a counselor in her teen years,
that was so traumatic, she had only been back there a few times since it
occurred. Here’s how the story was told
to me, as best as I can remember it (Let’s just say we didn’t sleep well that
night, nor did we go to the outhouse without having another counselor watching
our back and lighting the way with a flashlight).
Somewhere in the 1980’s a
group of counselors and campers were out at the “overnight spot”. They’d done their normal routine of settling
in, eating by the fire, singing campfire songs and going to bed in one of the
two giant canvas tents. As is routine
for the counselors, someone is “off duty” each night. On “overnight” night, the counselors who are
off duty still had to stay with the cabin, they just had a choice of being able
to sleep under the stars, literally, on the beach, with only their sleeping bag
and no tent, or they could sleep housed inside of one of the tents with the
“on-duty” counselors as well as the campers.
Needless to say, the off-duty counselors sometimes chose to sleep out
under the stars. And so on this
particular night there were 3 or 4 counselors sleeping in a line, like
sardines, out on the beach near the water, tucked into their sleeping bags
comfy and cozy. Sounded blissful until
sometime late in the evening after the fire had died down and the counselors
had gone off to sleep, the future-wife-of-the-director was awoken to the sound
of chanting, off in the distance. She
sat up slightly, facing the water, looked around, left and right, but couldn’t
see where it was coming from. She saw her friends were sleeping and she was the
only one up so she couldn’t understand who would be making these sounds, so she
tapped the friend to her left, who was sleeping on her stomach – facing the
campfire – and awoke her. She asked her
“Do you hear that?” and waited for a response from her friend, but got nothing
in return but a fixed gaze toward where the campfire had burned out hours
before. The future-director’s-wife
turned around and saw for herself … a
blazing hot fire, dangerously high, and campers sitting all around the campfire
chanting and singing in eerie tones, rocking their bodies back and forth in their
wheelchairs and on the giant logs around the fire, the fire lighting their
faces dramatically and the tones and chants and motions of the campers getting
more desperate, almost more aggressive… violent, with every passing second… it
scared the life out of the counselors on the beach who had witnessed it, and
after that night they refused to go back there without an escort, and even then
their return to that place was extremely minimal in count. As I said, by the time I was a counselor
there, she hadn’t been a counselor for a good 8 to 10 years and she’d only been
back there less than a handful of times.
When I witnessed her at the spot she was very uncomfortable, arms
folded, in a hurry to leave…
Personally, I wished
someone would have waited until after my overnight to fill me in on all the details,
but you know how it goes.
Not SUPPOSED to See
By: vmeler2@hallmark.com
My story's a fun one...
My mom passed away when I
was 13 years old. So, it came as quite a
surprise to me to hear her
voice, some 16 years later, at my dad's funeral
!
The funeral hall had the
typical layout: a long hallway that lead from
front to back of the
building with "viewing" rooms up and down on either
side. I had my back to the
doorway/hall and my my father was laid out at my
left.
I was mindlessly listening
to my aunts' endless chatterings,when, to my
right I hear, "that's
VALERIE??....look how grown up she
is!". Sitting to my right were rows of people in
folding chairs facing me
and in front of sunlit
windows. BUT in front of THEM I saw what
looked
like two brownish,smokey
clouds.....holding hands?....and then I heard, "
Oh my gosh!!... She can SEE
us?....
She's not SUPPOSED to SEE
us!!!.....Why can she SEE us??....",and then my
dad say, "...I don't
know!!....that's our Valerie!!".
As they spoke the
"cloud" ran out the door and made a sharp right hand turn
up the hallway! I followed slowly, as to not make a spectacle
out of
myself, but they vanished.
...to this day I wonder
what she meant by "not SUPPOSED to see us!"? Do
they have rules that are to
be followed?
My Real Life Ghost Story
By: Bratward923@aol.com
About 10 years ago when I
had just graduated High School, one of my friends and I were driving to the
next town over (20 miles) on some back roads in the country because her parents
lived off of these roads as well and we were taking a shortcut.
Anyways, it was real dark
out and we were driving along when all of a sudden, in the middle of NOWHERE
(there were no farms or houses anywhere near, just fields), there was a lady
standing with an old time lantern in the ditch. She was wearing clothes like
off of Little House on the Prairie and we slowed down, but didn't come to a
complete stop cause we were like "what the hell!?"
When we went by her, her
eyes were solid white....no pupils..no color. We drove as fast as we could and
we were in tears cause we were so scared. It's the freakiest thing I've ever
seen and to this day, we don't know what she was or where she came from.
I wanted To Share
By: domonique_99@yahoo.com
Hi my name is Nikki Nelson
and I have an experience to share with you. I am 23 years old and this
experience happened when I was about 14 years old. I had told three friends of
mine that I had a brother that had passed away before I was even born. To my
surprise, my friends did not believe me. I told them that I would take them to
the cemetary where he was buried. They agreed to go. We all jumped in my car
and went to the cemetary. As we got to the cemetary, we had noticed that nobody
else was there because it was starting to get dark out. We happened to park
about 50 feet away from my brothers stone. I showed my friends his stone and
they were shocked. They were amazed that I had told them the truth. I also told
them that I had a Great-Grandmother that was buried there. We walked over to her
stone so I could say some respectful word in memory of her. Her stone is
approximately 250 feet from my brother's stone. We were on our way back to the
car, when we all happened to look towards my brother's stone again. Like I said
before, there was absolutely nobody else around. There were also no lights in
the cemetary back then. When we all looked towards my brother's stone, we all
had seen a red flashing light that looked like it was right above his stone.
This light had flashed three times. The flashing kind of came across in the
S.O.S. code. I myself believe in ghost, so I wasn't afraid. When my friends had
seen the flashing light, they started screaming extremely loud. They wanted to
get out of there as soon as we could. They ran as fast as they could to the
car. I was not afraid so I walked to the car. They kept screaming at me to
hurry up. When I got closer to my brother's stone, the red light was ack and
started flashing again right above his stone. I at that time did not know what
to think of it, so I had gotten in the car and we had left. Ever since then, I
have felt as though I have this chip on my shoulder at all times, telling me
when something bad is going to happen or has happened. For instance, if
something bad has already happened, I can give you quite a few details of the
incident without knowing what exactly happened. These are the details that you
would not usually know. Now, is this just a freak incident or not? You tell me.
Old Canine Friend
By: pandoraspaw@hotmail.com
a few weeks after my dog
died of natural unhelped causes(wasn't put down) in my house(with my brother
dad and mom in the same house) I was in
my bed reading one night totally calm just interested in what I was reading I
suddenly lucidly heard my dog bark at the front door(my room was right over
where the front door would be downstairs)he used to do this to go out.. he was
an old slow good natured dog that took no interest in people passing by or
dogs.. it would just go to the front yard and do his business at about 11:00 pm
I swear it was as clear as day.. its as if he was in the house for the few
weeks after his death and he was just saying his goodbye's and letting us
know(no one but me heard it it was eerie like he meant me to hear it and no one
else)anyway he didn't just bark once he barked a few times while I was reading
the book. it was his distinctive sound.. I couldn't miss it or mistake it for
any other dog.. anyway I took his death really hard. I guess that was just his
way of letting me know there is an afterlife and that he was ok or that he
didn't know the difference anyway(which is kinda sad) anyway that was my little
experience out of a few.
Creepy Experiences
By:
Phsmojogurl2005@wmconnect.com
Hello, my name is
Shadow
By: bonette_is@hotmail.com
Hi, Just wanted to share a
bad experience I had encountered in our spare room.1 day my daughter had a
friend staying for the night but I had this uneasy feeling about this girl,she
just sent bad vibes in the our house.I told my daughter how I felt about this
girl & was not happy when she stayed the night.To cut the story short,
about 2AM the following morning I woke up & was thirsty so I got up &
headed down the stairs when I felt a
cold brush against me & I saw a dark
shaddow running down the stairs &
out the front door.It happened so fast that I didn't thinlk anything of
it.That following day when my daughter's friend left, my daughter said that she
had a bad dream about a tall dark shaddow hovering down on her friend &
that she was screaming & calling out
for me about 2AM in the morning.My hair on my body stood up big time as this
was the same time I had seen & felt the shaddow ran out of the front door.I
come from a background of spiritualists family & I have learnt not to be
afraid of this spirits that I had experienced in the past.I then convinced my
daughter that the shaddow we had both had seen was a warning to keep away from
this girl.This girl is now away from our lives & she had been sleeping
around with whomever is available & has dropped out of school,no respect
for her parents whatsover.Just to show that it seemed that this shaddow hovered
Nats friend,as if saying !!! your friend is already in the dark, but u don't
have to be.In short ? Keep away from her.Nat had never associated with this
girl again.Beleive me!! It is a true story,
Strange Events in My House
By: snoopyusa1@yahoo.com
A few years ago, a friend of the family
asked my
mom and I if we would
consider moving into their
family home and keep up the
property, mow the lawn,
basically, keep up its
appearance because they
couldnt keep it up on
their own as they were getting
older. In return for our
help, we could stay there
free of rent. We lived in an apartment and we decided
this would be a good
opportunity for us at the moment.
Besides it was a huge house set out in the
country
with many acres of
land. Why not take the chance?
Had we known what was in
store for us over the next
few months, we would not
have been so willing.
After a month living in our family
friends
house, we were happy. We had plenty of room in the
house and outside to roam
around. We had even gotten
a dog. It was at this time
strange occurrences started
to happen and we began to
feel uncomfortable in this
house. I began to feel like I was being watched in
certain rooms of the house
especially the computer
room in the back. The computer room was in the
farthest part of the house
and beside the computer
room was the steps to the
basement. This is the place
I felt and saw the most
ghostly activity. The
basement was another place
that freaked me out. I
hated to go down
there. It felt like pure evil was
down there waiting for
someone to come down those
stairs. The presence at the house didnt bother
my
mom as much as they did
me.
Several nights I would be up way past
midnight
surfing the internet and
chatting to friends when
suddenly I would feel
someone staring at me intensely
from the door. Someone who was angry and evilI felt
like the presence was of a
man. I would always have
this feeling around the
same time each night; the
feelings would hit me
abruptly and usually it wouldnt
go away until I had become
so uncomfortable and
freaked out at that I would
getup and leave the room.
I told my mom and she just
shrugged it off. So I
would continue to go in the
room hoping it was my
imagination taking me for a
crazy ride.
Then I started hearing noises. I forgot
to
mention that in the
computer room there was patio
doors that connected to
none other but the patio. The
patio ran the whole length
of the house in the front.
One night I was on the
computer as always and I heard
scurrying feet running down
the patio. It started
from the roof dropped to
the floor of the patio and
scurried down the length of
the patio. My first
thought was that it could
be birds but in the middle
of the night? I went t o investigate. I saw nothing
but the noise continued
while I was outside and then
the neighbors dog
started barking and raging. I got
freaked out and ran to get
Mom up to tell her but by
the time I got her there
the noise had stopped.
Im sure Mom was tired of me waking
her up in
the middle of the night
ranting about a man standing
at the door staring at me
or the sounds of scurrying
feet on the patio but this
last thing that happened at
this house was the last
straw. There was another
small house on the
property. You could see it from
the kitchen window. Every night since we had been
there at around 8 or 8:30
all the lights on the house
would come on and the radio
would come on playing
J104, a local radio
station. We thought nothing of it
and figured the owners of
the house had set the lights
and radio to come on at
that time. At the next get
together, Mom told our
family friend about the strange
occurrences that had been
going on at the house. For
some reason, Mom told her
about the small houses
lights and radio coming on
every night around the same
time. Our family friends eyes got wide but she
didnt say anything.
About a week later, they came and tore
down the
smaller house leaving
nothing but the foundation.
Around the foundation, we
saw bones of animals and
some of the bones looked to
be like cat bones. We
decided right then that we
had had enough and we were
leaving. Before we left,
our family friend came over
and said she wanted to tell
us something. She said
years ago her aunt and
family had practiced witchcraft
and black magic in the
house where we were staying.
She also told us that the
small house on the property
(the one they had just torn
down) had not been lived
in for years and the
electricity had been turned off
years ago. There was no radio and there was no
electricity in the house
whatsoever.
Many more strange events and occurrences
happened in that house but
I havent the time to tell
you all of them. Until this
day we dont know what all
happened there or if the
story about witchcraft and
black magic being practiced
there is true but I
believe that house has a
haunted history to tell and
evil penetrates the ground
that house was built on. I
will never set foot on that
property again. Just to
write about it scares me
too death. I think the
spirits must be happy now
because they have the house
to themselves once again
and frankly, I prefer it that
way. I didn't think much about ghosts and spirits
but
now I believe since I've
had my own strange
experience.