Carlos

By: Irishwench969@wmconnect.com

 
My family and I have been living in our Akron house for five years, but it wasn't till about our second year living there that we had any major paranormal experience. I am not sure how it started out for my mom, but I can tell you how it all started for me... I was in our basement doing the laundry when I heard this loud BOOM. I looked around and nothing was there . I even, though my common sense (or cowardice) told me not to, I investigated the entire basement, and I didn't find any explanation as to what caused the sound to occur.
Now ...I know what you're thinking, it could be easily explained, someone probably dropped something upstairs... if it had been that incident alone, I might have even brushed it off myself. But alot more things occured in our time living here. For years, when my sister and brother were playing outside and my mother, who is a thrid-shifter, is sleeping , I will hear heavy footsteps. At times I will let them go, but other times I will investigate and find no one there. ( this happened before we got our cats and happened after as well).
One night , after my sister and I, or rather our mom had unstacked our bunk beds shortly before my thirteenth birthday, I was startled out of my sleep by something. For a moment I could not think of what it was, all of a sudden I looked up and saw a figure. As always, in the ever increasing fashion of ghostly sighting, it was transparent, having no defining features. In my fear, I ran to the bathroom and locked myself in. I had goosebumps on my arm and I was crying, because of what of who  I had just seen. When I walked back into my room the spot where I had seen the figure (later to be known as our good old friend Carlos) was refrigerator cold, I jumped back into bed and I  didn't close my eyes the entire night, having fallen asleep in the wee hours of the morning.
Now to clarify my previous coment, on the figure (whom I assume to be Carlos) having the name of Carlos, let me inform you that my mom and I are well.... psychic. (Call us crazy, but there have been plenty instances that have proven that there is psychic phenomenon, and you probably have an open mind, I am assuming this because you have a website on ghosts, sorry if I'm mistaken) well anyway...
I thought I was crazy at first, I heard or rather saw,  words in my heard, giving me the name Carlos.  I ignored it at first, thinking it was my imagination, well Carlos kept trying, and eventually he became frustrated, and did things like pull pictures down, move things around, and played with my hair.  ( I'll bet he had a good laugh when I blamed alot of things on my sister ...heeheehee). Eventually, when I was doing my hair in the bathroom and my mom was hurrying me  (  I like my hair to look nice,and I can take a long time.) well as I was about to put my hair in a poney-tail, an invisible hand ran itself through my hair and pulled it out of my hand. My mom saw the whole thing. I, who was finally coming to terms with the fact that there was a spirit in the house, cried out in frustration, " Stop it Carlos!" Astonished my mom looked at me and said, " NO, his name is Carl!" I replied " Well, he told me Carlos."  Well.. there you go.
Carlos is very friendly, he really likes my family and we consider ourselves very lucky to have as well mannered a ghost as Carlos sharing our home. We also have a n anti-social presence dwelling in our basement. He leaves us alone and we leave him alone.
I just felt compelled to send you this, Carlos still resides here, and we are happy to have him here.



Sleepovers

By: getlostinareese@yahoo.com


A few of my friends werehaving a sleepover. My friend told me that she was ahving problems. Now, I didn't know what she was talking about. I was sure she was trying to make me scared so I  wouldn't come but I was having fun it was something I wanted to do.
By problems she ment that ghosts were haunting her. I thought she was fibbing. who says there is a ghost in their room if, your'e having a sleepover?
Well anyway, I knew that I had to go. She had said that the ghosts were in her room and I wanted to go in there. TO SLEEP! So, when I brought up that we sleep there she decided to say yes. I was in her room with a group if people and when we walked into her room all of us were really quiet. So, we stayed there for a minute then we left not making a sound. I had left a toy that I like din there. It was something you can turn to make anmals heads on diiferent bodies and feet. So I fixed it so that the animal parts matched up. I was the last one out and I closed the door.
After dinner we wanted to watch a movie in her room so we did. When we walked in some of her things were on the floor and my toy had moved. I thought that was really odd. My friend immediatly got mad and said who made myr oom a mess No oof us had been in her room so we all said no one.
I was  the last one asleep and before I fell asleep i felt that someone was watching me so i put my had under my blanket and ell asleep.`



Hauntings at Haskell Nations University

By: dancingndnstyle@msn.com

I read the stories about haskell before I went up there. I thought it was going to be cool that I am going to a haunted college. I thought that it was going to be fun. but the following events changed my mind about that. my first semester there at haskell I stayed in pocahontas hall, the freshman girls dorm, I read the story about the basement and after I settled in and met my roommate I thought it would be cool to go down there. so I went and nothing happened. but finally I had to go do my laundry so I dragged my roommate down with me. she ran back up to the room to get something and I was down there alone watching the washing machines. well I heard footsteps coming toward the laundry room and thinking it was my roommate decided I was going to scare her. so I sttod by the door and when I heard the footsteps getting closer I jumped out and yelled "boo!" but no one was there. so I went back into the laundry room and had my back turned when I felt someone standing behind me and then I heard what sounded like someone breathing really hard. I turned around and there was no one there. then I heard footsteps walking away from the doorway of the laundry room. I was so scared that I took off running up the stairs to my room but ran into my roommate on the way and I told her what happened and we agreed to never go down there alone. we never did. another story that involves haskell is stidham hall. it’s the building where we sign up for financial aid, counselors offices and etc. well one night after my ex dropped me off at the front of pochahontas hall I decided to stay on the front porch and smoke a cig. well as I was sittting out there I noticed my ex was standing on the side of stidham hall yelling "hello!" and "do you need help!" I thought he had gone crazy. but the next day I asked him why he was yelling he told me that he was walking by and he had heard a child crying and saying "help me, help me" but he coulnd't find no one. another story is one that has me so scared that I woulnd't stay in that room for a long time. my room at pochahontas hall was really haunted. the room number is 213. infact after all the haunting started one of the ra's told me that the hallway I was staying in was the most haunted hallways in pochahontas hall. well,my room had to be the worst. at night me and my roommmate would be asleep and I would wake up in the middle of the night and feel someone walking around in the room. and then she would wake up right after me and ask me if everything was alright and I would always assure her that everyting was cool and to go back to sleep and she would tell tha she couldn't. another thing that woulds definatley scare us was that every night a 5:30 a.m. on the dot we would wake up and hear a man's voice in the corner of our room. thinking it was our neighbor's boyfriend we asked her about it and she said that he was a blalock the entier night. but we would still wake up and hear that man's voice. every night. also, at nioght also during the day you would hear knocking in our room it was so loud that our naighbor's would come to our door and ask if we could quit knocking so loud. we told them it wasn't us. but you would still hear it. also my roommate saw something in her closet. I was at another dorm visiting friends and she stayed in our room and ttok a nap. well we had all decided to go out and I came back to the dorm to change. when I walked in my roommate was crying and I asked her what was wrong and she told me that she had woken up from her nap and she rolled over to where she was facing her closet and she saw a tall dark shadow in her closet. it had no features and it was just a shape of a man. it scared her so I told her that she's coming out with us. also my friend's room was in the same hallway as ours and one night she was having problems so I went to talk to her. as we were talking we heard what sounded like someone tap dancing on the wall. I told her that maybe someone was dancing around on the third floor. ahe looked at me and said "we don't have a third floor." so I got up an opened the door and looked out and there was no one in the hallway. so I sat down and we started laughing about it. then it started up again and this time it was louder so I told her to grab her stuff and she was going to sleep in our room. that hallway was so scary for a lot of people. I remember me and my roommate sitting in the ra's office at 4 o'clock in the morning cause we was scared to go to our room.



Afraid of What They Wanted


By: ElfieG@aol.com


Hi, my name is Richard and I would like to tell you of one of my true stories.
First I have been investigating and searching for ghosts or spirits for over 40 years and have
been asked by others to check for the ghosts they are sure were bothering them.
Now for the story:  This took place in Columbia, SC in the garage of a young couple who
asked for help.  It seems that they claimed they had a ghost in the old garage next to the
house. It was more like a dirt floor shed. After checking the garage and talking to them both
I started by drawing a pentagon on the floor and then put a candle on each point of the star.
Then I put salt around the circle. I recited what I needed to do and we then waited.
In the meantime the young wife went back in the house and my wife went with her.
After about ten minutes or so a gray mist seemed to take shape of a person inside of the
circle. This was when the young wife charged out the back door screaming at me to go away
and calling me an SOB and other names. She was completely freaked out.
I stopped everything and the misty figure vanished. The husband and wife both told us to
leave and never come back. We left but I checked on the area and found out that there was
a civil war battle area with trenched behind the house.
Hope I did not keep you too long. I will send another one next time.  Thank you.



Wichita Falls

By: stoney121@sbcglobal.net

Wichita Falls  My husband and i lived there and around Halloween the duplex we lived in we started hearing the cabinet doors in the kitchen slam every night at exactly 10:00pm.Then it got worst , one night we went to bed and all of a sudden we heard a loud evil scream. We could not move out of bed, it lasted for about 3 to 5 minutes.A black shadow hovered over me. We left and spent the night with friends .After a couple of days we went back and when we walked in it was like a freezer and so Smokey like going into a club.After Halloween everything was back to normal but we moved out shortly after.



Grandpa's Bell

By: CoolMonkey5788@aol.com
 

My name is Molly and I am 13 years old. I have two cousins that are very good friends of mine, Rachel and Amanda. We enjoy spending our time together having sleepovers at my grandmothers house and then usually going shopping the next day. My granfather had died when i was five or six, I cant really remember. From what i belive one Sunday when my grandma was at work he was in the backyard mowing the grass when he had a heart attack. Me and my family were on vacation in Las Vegas at the time, therefore ending our trip. back to the story, one saturday night in may of 2004, me and my cousins were in my grandmas basement making smoothies. We set a timer in order to tell when we should take the smoothies out of the freezer. The timer was on the other side of the basement, along side a bell that used to belong to my grandpa. We were all at the table making smoothies when i heard the timer go off. I went over to check it, and to my surprise, it still had 4 minutes left on it. I yelled to my cousins who were still over by the table and they came over to me. They both just replied to this happening by saying "freaky". it was when we went back over to the table that Rachel was starring at the table. She mentioned that the bell next to the table had moved from where we last put it. We went upstairs to tell my grandma what have happened, and she said that the wind must have blow it or the vibrations from the stereo that we had on the same table made it move. So me and my cousins went back downstairs and removed everything from the table that could have caused it top move in the first place. We then went backstiars yet again to tell her what we did. We had placed the bell in the exact middle of the table so if it moved we would be able to tell. We were all afraid what would happen, but Amanda ended up going down first, with me then Rachel following behind her. When she reached the 5th or 6th step down, I saw what she saw and all 3 of us went upstairs screaming. It turns out the bell had moved completely foward and to the left quite a bit. When my grandma heard whta had happened, she suggested that our grandpa just didnt like what we were doing, which oddly enough my grandma did not like ethier. This is not the first thing that had happened in this house, though. My grandma said that one time she woke up at the time around my granfather used to get up to get ready for work at and heard footsteps in the hallway and then a few moments later felt something cold on her hand. Another time me and my cousins were in a room with a computer, a  daybed, and a rocking chair. We were all sitting on the bed saying bad things about our parents and suddenly the rocking chair started rocking and faced the other way. Again, I think my grandpa is just trying to stop us from doing bad things. I do know that my grandfather is a good spirt, so I am not scared.



Jason's Home

By: xxdarrinxx@hotmail.com

my friends house or i should say there old house, anyway they used to live across the street from my in Indianapolis, Indiana and they have since moved to Largo, Florida (so they leave me here with the red necks) when they used to live here they had frequent hauntings one was the "red eyes" i subbmitted last year but there were much more than that. One that I had to go to the restroom one night back in '99 I was about 11 or 12 and we (Hugo, Beto, Mondo, Nathan and possably Brandon) were sleeping in the basement (they scariest place I have been in my life and spent most my time) so anyway I walked up stairs to go to the bath room because the basement one scared me more than the AFC did so I went up stairs and after I was about to walk down the stairs when I heard a "BANG" I almost fell down it scared me so bad I almost fell down by jumping. It was a pan I picked it up fast and placed it on the counter and went back to the basement half way down I heard another "BANG" I almost ran down the stair in fear of their parents yelling at me because they hated me for some reason. I walked back up stairs and found the pan on the floor across the room maybe 6 or 7 feet I figured it just bounced. I went back down stairs and about 20 - 30 minutes later I heard it again and the thing about the house was you could hear a rat sneeze from 50 feet away I ran up the stairs and put it in the middle of the table so I went back to bed and I woke up to another "BANG" I once again ventured up staris and the damned pan was on the floor againI just left it thinking "It can't fall if it is at the lowest point" and I was off to bed once more. About on hour later I awoke to "BANG BANG BANG" "Oh, come on!" I thought and went to bed, but right before I saw somebody walking up the staris It was too tall to be anyone of the boys (Hugo, Nathan, Mondo, Beto) and I remembered Brandon went home at 9 that night and the figure was too short t be Hugo (their dad), Sr. and Cindy (their mom) which scared the living crap out of me so I ducked under the covers and awoke to the smell of cold cerial. I told them about the pot and they said that they too have had that encounter they say it is Jason, an elderly man who died in their parent's bed before they had moved in.



Pawpaw

By: Rapture102161@aol.com
 

My stepfather passed away 6 1/2 yars ago. We visisted him and my mom the month before he died. He acted very strange and would just sit there and watch us. My oldest daughter was so distraught over his passing; It was so upsetting to her. Afew months later she said she had a dream about her pawpaw.
She said we were at grandmas and there was a knock at the door. She answered it and she said pawpaw was standing there and told her that God was giving him a second chance. She started to cry and she said her pawpaw touched her cheek and said 'Kim, you have got to quit crying' and then she woke up. She later told me that while we were visiting them before he died that he mentioned to her how she'll never forget how he let her steal chicken wings off the grill and that she grew into a beautiful young lady.
Since that time she can speak of him without being as upset as she once was.




Our House in Illinois

By: metis003@yahoo.com

My husband and I moved into a house around Feb. 2000.  In which we did not stay very long.  At the time our 2 daughters were two and 3 mounths old.  It was a 3 bedroom, built in the 1970s or so. Things started out not to bad.  I kinda had strange feelings of being watched, and really hated the feeling of going down to the basement.  I felt unweclome there.  Then we noticed our 2 year old was teriffied of going to bed by herself which wasn't like her at all.  I would set by her bed and hold her hand for a couple of hours at night.  She would start crying and pointing to the hallway.  Then she started talking to her friend Kevin.  We knew noone by that name.  Kevin never came out into the living room or dinning room area.  He was a nice kid, we figure about three or four.  Then my oldest daugher started sleep walking.  I'd hear her in the toy room  talking to some one.  Saying she was tired and didn't want to play anymore.  I would hear a childs laughter by my head at night.  My husband got a taste of Kevin, too.  He was home alone, takeing a shower and got an uneasy feeling.  It was storming out he had just walked out of the bathroom when it thundered really good.  He said it felt like a little kid ran up behind him grabed his legs and hid his head there, like he was afarid of the storm. 
Kevin was cool, now the grumpy old man was a different matter all together.  I don't think he was evil, just very unfriendly.  He hung out mostly in the basement.  We couldn't turn the lights off down there.  I tried, go down do some laundry, come up.  I would make sure all the lights were off because my husband hated me living all the lights on.  He would come home and I'd get fussed at because all of them were on int the basement.  He finaly figured out that I wasn't doing it.  The door would be unlocked down there or wide open and all the lights on.  Everyday.  Then after about a month we got infested with lady bugs.  All of a sudden one day we went down there and you couldn't walk on the floor or touch any part of the walls beacuse they were so thick.  You couldn't see what color the carpet was. Not a lady bug anywere else in the house.
After about just things getting worse and worse,  Me and the kids took to staying totaly in the living room and dinning room.  Couldn't sleep in our bedrooms,  I couldn't even get my girl to leave the livning room.  The only place it felt safe and non meanceing.  My husband was useing the bathroom when he started thinking about the house.  When he was sort of day dreaming, about our two year old playing in her room talking to someone.  So he walks up and opens the door and there is an old man talking to her, he turns around his face turns to a mask of evil and tells my husband "she is mine now" and slams the door in his face.  We moved out that weekend.  We decided not to wait around and see if something like that was going to happen.  Neither of our childern ever set foot in that house again though. 



Old Mrs. McGee



By: denisem_223@hotmail.com


I grew up in williamsport PA and my parents lived in the house i grew up in
for over 25 years. I don't quite recall any strange happenings before i was
born, that or they never told me, but i do remember as a child the stories
that had happened to me. I barely can remember anything about them except
from what my parents and older siblings have told me. I can only recall bits
and peices of expereriences. Anyways, while i was still just a baby in the
crib after my mom would put me to bed, they told me that i would wake up
hours later screaming and crying for someone to come get me. my mom would
come upstairs to see what was wrong and i would insist that an old lady came
out of the closet and try to sing me to sleep. My mom never saw or heard
anything, but this contiued on almost every night. i would beg not to have
to sleep in my room alone or have the lights turned out because the old
women would come out to sing. My mom for a while thought i was just trying
to get out of going to bed and no one believed me, until one night i had
said, Mrs. McGee came out to sing me to sleep again, thats when i truly
freaked my parents out. Apparently they bought the house from the children
of an old woman who owned the house, she had died in her sleep in the house.
Her name was Mrs. McGee. i don't know how i knew the name of the woman, but
that is what i was told.
Later when i got a little older, i don't remember any old woman coming out
to sing for me, except for i always had a feeling of uneasiness in my
bedroom at night. i was still terrified of my closet (which i was certainly
too old to entertain the idea of the boogeyman in the closet) i never told
anyone of my fear, because of embarressment. Then i do remember having these
terrifying dreams, and i would dream that an old woman came out of the
closet while i was in my room. She would tell me that she made cookies for
me and to follow her if i wanted some. i would get up and follow her into my
closet and always turned to the left. After going in it would no longer be
my closet but i was now in the kitchen of my house, only it was different,
this kitchen was much older and had different furnishings. She would tell me
to sit down and we would talk. She told me that she was very lonely and
didn't want to die alone in her old age, and that she loved children and
wanted me to stay with her and never leave. i would become very
uncomfortable and go to leave, and she would yell out and cry saying now
that she had me she would never let me go, and then i would suddenly wake
up. i had this exact same dream constantly and it always terrified me and
made me even more afraid of my closet.
other things did occur in the house that not only I would notice but the
rest of my family. One day during the summer me, my brother and sister were
upstairs in my moms bedroom watching tv, this is where we always spent alot
of our summer mornings. Anyways it was getting close to noon and my sister
decided to make us lunch so we all went downstairs. It was still early
summer and the air outside was cool so 3 of the 4 bedroom windows were open,
we also left the light on, the tv on and the bedroom door open. while we
were downstairs we all heard a huge crash, kinda sounded like a dresser or
something being knocked over, so we all went upstairs to see what was wrong,
the bedroom door was closed, the tv was turned off, the light was turned off
and all 3 windows that were open were now closed. I think that might have
been done, because my mom always nagged us about leaving the tv, and lights
on, and windows being left open when we leave the house.
Sometimes things would go missing, no matter how much we searched they would
never turn up, much later we would find missing items turn up in the most
odd places, like a collectable figurine under a mattress, or silverware
found in the basement "cubbyhole" The most commonly missplaced items that
went missing would be my moms good silverware, it got to the point where we
had almost no knives or no spoons and forks left to use. We would find them
all over the house, from the basement to the attic.
Me and my family are convinced that it was old Mrs. McGee who haunted our
house, for the most part she would go unnoticed, but there were times when
you felt that uneasiness that someone was there with you when you were
alone, or household items gone missing, and most unusual were my childhood
experiences and dreams.



My Grandparents' House- Story One

By: yugiohisahottie@yahoo.com

I hate going on trips to my grandparent's house. For one thing, I know that their house is haunted. When I was 10 years old, thats when I started getting that beleif. I started secretly getting obbsesed with ghosts when I was about 8. In fact, thats when I moved to my new house. It was my first trip to my grandparent's house after my family moved. I have two little sisters, whom I wished had gone to hell when they were first born. They started believing after I claimed to have seen a ghost in their house, of course. They were 5 at the time. My father never went with us. To me, he was the most annoying thing in the universe.
Okay, getting back to my story, my mother's side of the family has very poor health conditions, so, many people have died. This does not relate to my expiriences, though. My uncle Tom died instantly in a car crash. I was young when it happened, but after that day, I did remember one thing that happened when I was at the age of 3 or 4. I was at this place that I called the "Duck Pond". I was all happy happy joy joy when out of nowhere, I looked up into a pine tree and saw him just sitting there. He wasn't dead, but very much alive. Even though I knew that he was up in "heaven", I said hi. And to my surprize, he waved back. My mother was with me and gazed up into the same tree that I was staring at. She asked what i was staring at. I remember saying "Unckwe Twom, up in da twrees, mom" She obviously didn't see him, because she said th there wasn't anyone there. But as a result, she beleived me.
Now, this leads me up to this house that my grandparents bought after they got married and lived in up to this day. They are both still alive and still live in it. Before I was born, my mother's grandmother was hit by a car. That was the cause of her death. Many family members of mine, of whom I had never known or can't remember because of meeting them at such a young age, had passed away and still haunt that house.-(I'm leading up to the major event, so please try to remain patient) there has also been a series of cats that have died in that house. (Although some may have been hit by cars.) Now, I can't tell you how obsessed or how many cats my grandmother has had in her life. She adopts them from the shelter and currently has 3. Mr.Grey, Rocky, and Rachel. Jenney died in 2003 by getting hit by a car. It was a very sad time. Nothing can explain the bond between my grandmother and her cats. She smothered her body in flowers and buried her. She was sure not to be forgotten.
Now for my main encounter. I had to sleep in my uncle's room, in his bed at night. I was scared to death at this point. I tried to get some sleep. I tragicly tossed and turned, desperate to find a hint of sleep. I helplessly gave up and stares upon the ceiling. There was no windows open and it was summer. There was no breeze at all in the room. The hanging mobiels on the ceiling started to sway. I thought nothing of it at the time. They were made of paper and were light, so I knew that they were bound to sway a little. Then, after a short while, they started to shake more violently. I was in complete shock; paralized with fear. I saw a misty vision come together as the room temperature suddenly dropped. I finally found the strength to get up. I ran out of that room and sprinted down the stairs. I told my grandparents all about my expirience. My mother was out with her friends, scince this was her hometown and she still had many friends that lived there. I know that this is getting long, so I will continue another time



The Knock

By: Beautifulxxangst@aol.com
 

On a chilly night sometime in 2004, I,Haleigh, and my mom, Sandy were fast asleep in our beds while my father, Anthony, was out on a run for his trucking company. Well I usually wake up to the slightest sound at night and well this night it wasn't slight it was loud. Well my room is right next to the laundry room which has the backdoor there,the only door we use to get in and out of the house. Well, that night i woke up to the sound of knocking. Well naturally I thought my dad had gotten home early and we locked the door and he couldnt get in. So I got up and started to the back door, when all the lights and my computer and all the other electrical appliances shut off. Well I thought this was jsut the power out when I looked next door and saw my neighbors back door light on and we have the same electrical company. So I get kinda freaked out but I still want my dad inside the house and not out. Well I get halfway to the door and I har the knocking again. It had gotten louder. So I get to the door and I open it and there is no one there... I run back to my room and get my flashlight and a knife. So I head back to the door and hear the knocking again so i run to the door and sling it open and no one was there and i'm like they couldn't have gotten away that fast.So i slam the door closed, no thinking, and woke my mom up. She came into the living room and asked.."Why are you up at this time?" I replied, "Mom I heard knocking and I thought dad was home, but when I got to the door all the electrics shut off and there was no one at the door." It took her a second to comprehend it and she went off into ther room and came back with 2 shotguns and said, "You know  how to shoot this right?" And i said, "Yes, I do is it loaded?" she didnt reply but she walked out the door and said you go that way,i'll go this way...we both set off seperate ways looking for a person..but we really didn't know what we were looking for. As I turned a corner, I noticed this dark shadowy figure out in the horse field next to our house. I turned my head and yelled, "MOM!" and she came running but when I looked back it was a lot closer. I got ready to shoot, but then I realized this was something I could not shoot. I lowered my gun and my mom came running wiht hers on her shoulder ready to shoot but i lowered it for her and then it crossed the road to our yard and it darted around our house to the other side. I chased it and my mom ran on the other side. We bumped into each other and we never saw the ghost/spirit/person again..It was like it dissapeared, to nowhere....My dad does not work for the trucking company and they have gotten a divorce. I still live inbt he house but my sister live next to the laundry room now.  ~




Strange Week

By: Sn0okie1584@aol.com

I've been reading your ghost pages for the past few years..and I still have not gone through everything yet haha....I wrote down me and my families experiences once couple of years ago. Well, I got new ones....
Everything is fresh in memory kuz my mom just told me a few less than an hour ago. She's always been the one in our family to experience these sorta things. I'll start with the recent ones...
Sometime after midnite on Thursday morning, January 13th., my mom was laying in her room watching television, when for no reason she turned around to look out her window, she saw the palm of a male's hand outside about a few inches away. Wat's weird is she never open her blinds..but for some reason the day before she pulled her blinds up a quarter of the way. She swore it was real, she would never lie about things like this...she believes in it. She said when she saw it..she stared at it for a few seconds just to be sure she wasn't imagining it...then she pulled down the blinds real fast. She was sure it was just the hand..she couldn't see anything else. In the morning, when everyone awoke..we found out that a close family friend of ours had past away a little after midnite, around the time my mom saw the palm outside her window...
My mom didn't tell me about her seeing the hand until Friday nite, so I didn't kno anything about it...I work swing shift so I don't get home til about 11:45 PM and I always stay up late, hours past midnite. Well sometime past midnite early on Friday morning, January 14th, I went to the kitchen to get a snack to eat. As everyone knos, when you open the fridge you can see through the crack to the other side from where you open the door. I was taking out stuff and from the corner of my eyes I saw something flash by really fast. It lasted like a second, but I remember everything about it. One thing, it was the color of pale skin...and it was the size of a palm...I didn't think much of it when I first saw it...I thought maybe it was my imagination kuz I was thinking so much of the friend who passed away. I wasn't scared or anything...It was not til when my mom told me wat she saw that I was like.."hey..wat if it was him waving bye to me?" I say that kuz I see it like he was waving to me that's why it was like a flash. Kuz just like her, I didn't see a body or arms...just like a hand.
Back to my mom...The friend who passed away was one of my brother's bestfriends...On Sunday nite, January 16th, my brother and his wife went over to the friend's family's house. I was babysitting my nephew at my sister's apartment, so I slept over. My mom was home alone with my brother's 2 kids. It was hours after midnite and she was still up, laying in bed, checking up on the kids. She said, the 3rd time she checked on the kids, she came back and layed on her bed. She had her bedroom door open and left the light on in the hallway. When you lay on her bed, you are facing the door, the small hallway area, and the living room. She said she saw 3 little midget people wearing white robes and white pointing hats walking from the livingroom towards the hallway. She couldn't see the other 2 as clear, but she saw the first one really good. She said it was a female and she was carrying a white star in the palm of her hands...Wat is funny tho is they were no taller than 1 feet!...They disappeared before they got to the hallway. She was pretty creeped out by that. Do you guys kno why these little people were around? Anyone seen anything similar to this?
Ok last experience...My grandmother from my mom's side passed away some time in July 2002. About a month or 2 before that, my mom dreamt of an angel coming to her bedside...I mean, it was only a dream, but it must have meant something ya kno? And after my grandmother passed away, my mom said she was home watching my brother's 2 kids. The older one was in the bedroom playing, while the younger one was asleep in the play pen. She was sitting on the couch with her head tilt back. She swore she wasn't sleeping, but her eyes were real hard and she wasn't able to open them. (I've had this happen to me before so I kno how that feels) She could see in her mind her mother coming from the front door, wearing wat she was buried in, and behind her was 2 males dressed in white. I guess they were like her angels. Anyway, my grandma came and sat next to my mom and put her had on my mom's leg. She said to my mom, "why are you crying? don't cry, i thought i told you not to cry..." then she got up..and left the same way she came, followed by the 2 men. The whole time while that happened, my mom can hear the tv in the background and my nephew talking to her from the bedroom.
Ok sorry if this was long..I just couldn't help but write everything down.



"Ghosts of the living"

By: sunnyorm@yahoo.com

my account begins in 1966, Da Nang, Vietnam. i had
just recieved a letter from my grandmother saying she
was concerned about my being there, and returning
after my tour of duty. having read the letter i walked
outside the tent and faced in the direction of the
U.S, i spoke in my mind to my grandmother that i would
return. i left Vietnam, and a few years passed. one
day i was visiting my grandmother back home, she
recalled an occurance early one morning about 3 or
4am, in which she was awakened by my voice, saying to
her "i'll be back", which were the Exact Words i had
spoken in my mind to her some years back in Vietnam.
sunny/ca.



The Person Watching

By: sgpl9@msn.com

I would like to tell u my story.I work for a couple he is 93 and she is 90
she has alzheimer's and can not be alone i have been with them 4 years. and
abouth 2 years ago biil and his son went out nto eat one night and i was
give her dinner and i put her in her liveing room an till i got things done
in the kitchen I went in the liveing room sat down and turn the tv on.Iwas
just sating their and I got this felling that some one was looking at me I
turned and looked in I SAW some one standing in the door way I could not
move my heart was pounding because i thought some one was in the house with
us and when i was able to stand up it moved so fast that that I thought I
was carzzy.I looked all in the house and no one was their but us but I could
fell something with me.abouth 5 min they came home and I told them I had to
go but what ever it was It went all the WAY HOME WITH ME.when i  got home I
knew when it left as soon as I got to my door it was gone.and 2 nights ago
the orther lady called me and said she would not go back to work at night by
her self agine I asked why and she told me she saw a lady standing in the
kitchen window when she pulled in the drive she asked Bill if some one was
their and he no and I BELIVE HER for I my self saw some one in the kitchen. 



The Long Dark Road


By: nerisselouise.edginton3@ntlworld.com

I'm not really sure where to start with this, but here goes.
I lived with my Mum and step dad over eight years ago, and had a boyfriend called Robert. We'd been an item for a couple of months when he suggested we go for a walk up to his mates house. Now where I lived was a good 7 miles from his mate and we'd have to walk down a main road on the grass verge. We left during the day and the sun was rather warm, it was a bit windy, but walking down the road was quite fun. We spent the entire journey laughing and joking, as you do, and had a good time, although we were knackered when we finally got to his mates house. After a few hours we had to leave, as me only being 16, had to be in at 10pm. We came down the road exactly the same way we went on the way there, but at this point it was very dark and the road was vertually empty. The wind had died to a slight breeze and the whole situation was rather romantic. Walking down the road Robert stopped to tie his shoe lace, me not realising, carried on walking and chatting till I went to grab his hand and he wasn't there. I stopped and turned round to find I had stopped on the drive to a very large house which was secluded by some acres of woodland. As I looked up the now pitch black drive way I saw a white light floating in the middle of the trees on the drive, I carried on watching as it got closer and larger and started to form in to the shape of a human, I couldn't tell if it was male or female, but as it got nearer to me it outstretched an arm and beaconed to me. I was absolutly terrified and completly oblivious to my surroundings, untill my boyfriend came up beside me and put his hand on mine. It made me jump through the roof, but I came out of the trance it had put me in, I grabbed his hand and very nearly ran all the way home. To this day I don't know what it was, but I'm absolutly certain it wasn't a trick of the light as there were no path lights on the drive, and no lamps on the road.no light from a house can shine that bright through trees without *blinking* through the gaps.



Sharing My Bed

By: denisem_223@hotmail.com

i have wrote here before about experiences during my childhood in my parents
house (Mrs. McGee singing me to sleep), well my parents now have been
divorced for almost 6 years and both of them moved out and sold the house. i
now live with my dad in an apartment. The apartment looks like an enormous
house, which i think at one point it used to be one house. it now gets
rented out to 4 different people, and we live on the whole bottom floor.
Now, i've lived with my dad for a little over 2 years now and never had a
problem, except once. this happened several months ago and i wrote it off as
either an over active imagination or a dream, (which i'm almost postive it
couldn't have been a dream). Now i do believe in the spirits and the
paranormal, after all i've experienced it as a child, but i didn't want to
believe that it as happening to me again, especially after so long and in a
different home that i never had a problem with before.
Now this is how it happened. I was in my room sleeping, it was late morning
and i was sleeping in, so i wasn't in a deep sleep. What startled me agake
was what sounded like my bedroom door shutting. I always keep my bedroom
door closed tightly while in my room and i don't recall hearing it open (it
makes a really loud click when it opens). I know it was my door, because you
have to kinda slam it to get it to shut tighly. So anyways, i kept my eyes
closed thinking it was my boyfriend coming home from work, and i waited for
him to come into bed with me. Nothing happened so i opened my eyes to see
what he was waiting for. And no one was there, i looked at the clock and saw
he wouldn't  get out of work for another couple of hours, i didn't really
think much of it and kinda forgot about my door slamming waking me up. i
figured i was just dreaming. So i layed there kinda dozing, just relaxing.
That's when i felt my bed move as if someone was laying next to me. and
thats when i became wide awake. I was overwelhemed with this sense of fear.
then was thinking that its nothing and was going to roll over to prove to
myself that i felt nothing and it was just a figment of my imagination, but
it was weirdest feeling i've ever felt, i felt completely paralyzed. I
couldn't move, i couldn't even budge, in fact i felt like i could barely
breathe, it didn't feel like anything was holding me down, i just felt like
i couldn't move any part of my body. I was starting to get upset and
desperately wanted to roll over and see what was behind me, i felt the hairs
rise on my back and sensed something, i dunno what but it made me feel sick
to my stomach with dread. Then all the sudden i felt my bed move again, like
whoever was laying on it just got up, then i suddenly felt normal again. i
could breathe, and move. i rolled over really fast to see what was there,
but there was nothing, i dunno what this was that happened to me, but i do
know i was definately wide awake, and i know what i felt, and it was damn
scary. i never want it to happen to me again. i just want to know what the
hell that could have been, if it was even a paranormal encounter or not.
I've told a few people and they think i as just dreaming, but i know i
wasn't. i can't seem to convince anyone to believe me, except my mom she is
the only one who truly believes me and was freaked out by what happened. I
think because she remembers what went on in our old house with the ghost of
Mrs. McGee. However, since then nothing has ever happened to me again, and
i'm hoping it stays that way.



Last Owner

By: jennifer.davis@navastarhome.com

There is a house  in Accokeek that is haunted by the grandfather of the last owner.  Those who stay in the house often see a shadow moving from the kitchen to the bedrooms, even when no one else is in the house.  A picture of the man used to hang on the wall and there is an outline of the frame still there, and it cannot be removed.  Painting over it doesn’t even work.  The man can be seen standing over you if you wake in the night, as if keeping watch.  He killed himself in the back yard of the house.  Even skeptics who have been told of the ghost have seen him.



Little Girl Ghost

By: ElfieG@aol.com



This takes place in Daytona Beach, FL. in a certain playhouse of which I will not mention
the name. I was walking backstage late at night checking for ghosts. I felt like I was being watched and turned to look and saw on a ladder to the next level a young girl dressed in
clothes of an earlier time. A long white dress and she was looking down at me. I did not
see her feet since she had a long dress on. This only lasted a few seconds and I did not get
to take a picture.
I talked to the persons representing the playhouse about what was on this land before it was
a playhouse.  I was told that it was a house. I asked if they knew anything about a young girl
who might have died there.  They said yes that she had fallen into a well and the well was still under the main stage. Others have also seen the young girl. I have seen the well, also.



Duff's


By: Dblastit@aol.com


I was reading haunted places and one report listed Duff's Smorgasboard (now closed).
The writer worked there until 1988. I worked in the same strip mall, next door at Big Lots
from 1990 until 2002. Our clothing warehouse shared the same wall with the restuarant and
It was a creepy place, so much so we nicknamed it the dungeon. I never really thought
about it until I read this report, but sometimes we did hear noises, like things falling over.
there was two rooms upstairs over the warehouse where we had some fixtures stored and
sometimes I would hear things moving around up there but it was too creepy for me to go
up and check it out.
But there was this one time when after the store had closed, we all headed back to the office with our cash tills to count. the office was next door to the dungeon. we had been back there for nearly a half an hour, the store had been closed for at least 45 minutes, when
we heard a loud crash at the end of the hallway, just at the edge of the salesfloor. my
first thought was robbery and i slammed the office door shut and called the police. they
arrived on the scene and we exited the building through the rear fire door and then when the
police searched the building they discovered some pots and pans had fallen off a shelf.
But it always bothered me that I had passed those pans (in a main aisle) and even straightened them once and they were secure on the shelf, so how did they fall?
and yes, there was sometimes that feeling of being watched. Big Lots no longer occupies that part of the building and the restuarant has changed owners several times. no one
seems to have much success with the former duff's.    




Haunted House

By: shutterbug197526@yahoo.com

My mom lives in Arkansas City, Ks. Before my mom got the house, my grandfather and grandmother lived there.
Even as a child, when my grandparents lived there, my sisters and I were scared to sleep in the attic. We would hear noises and voices things would move around.
After my mom aquired the house, she allowed her step sister to live in it temporaly and it caught on fire and everything was burned out all that was left was the shell. My mom moved back into the house remodeling it. Things became more noticeable. The voices, noices of marbles rolling down the stairs, faces in the plastic that was holding the insulation up in the attic. My mom named the ghost George. We have never found out if anything ever happened there but each one us four girls and my mom can each tell you some stories about incidences in that house.
Even now as an adult, I am scared to stay at my mom's. Even my kids and neices and nephews have had some kind of experience with my mom's live in friend!



Haunted House in Plaistow NH


By: xas391@yahoo.com Haunted house in Plaistow, NH

I lived  in Plaistow, NH for a year and a half. During the night the sound of music from a music box could be heard. When the TV was placed on mute, the music would continue on for a few moments and would pause. The TV would be turned back on and the music would start up again. Cigar smoke could be seen and smelled in the house, but no one smoked. We would wake up every morning and find all of our kitchen cabinets open. At night a man's face could be seen in the dark on objects such as beaureaus, walls, doors, etc. If any clothing was left on our couch in the living room at night we would wake up the next morning and find it moved to the washing machine in our basement. The story behind all of this is that years ago a man had hung himself in the house and watches over it daily.



Ghost Girl

By: kat2690@msn.com


My best friend and I were playing hide and seek in the dark with my little sister and her friend. I had thrown all of the breakers except for the bathroom's so that no one would cheat and turn on the lights. It was my friend and mine's turn to seek and we walked into the kitchen we both see a figure that we assumed was my sister's friend and as we advanced closer we grabbed at it and my friend is like "I got you!" and then the girl just disappeared! We were terrified and we knew it was for real since with both saw it, and it was freaky because she just looked so real. We knew it wasn't my little sister or her friend because the girl had wavy dark brown hair and a white night gown on, none of which my sister or her friend was wearing. I guess the ghost girl just decided she wanted to play



Lost on the Mountain

By: BOATLR27@aol.com


Deer season in Vermont; mid-November 1970. I was hunting the high country around Woodstock, Vermont with two buddies. Around midmorning it got really cold and it started to snow. By noon, I was shivering badly and decided to call it quits.......so I started walking out the way I had walked in (or so I thought). By this time it was snowing quite hard and I made my way slowly down hill. After what seemed like an hour I was totally turned-around (lost) and felt really stupid. Looking backwards, my tracks in the snow were being covered by the blowing and drifting snow. My only hope was to push on, trying to walk in a straight line which I felt would eventually lead me out onto a road......somewhere.
I came to a high stone wall (3-4 ft high) which ran for as far as I could see in both directions. I decided to follow the wall to the left (as I burned this route change into my memory). After a few hundred yards, there was a break in the wall and I stopped to study the interior. It was an old CEMETERY with stone monuments dating to the 1700's.
As I crossed through the cemetery; correcting my navigation on the fly; and reading with some interest the names and dates on the stones; I heard a woman's voice singing faintly in the distance. The voice seemed to be coming from in front of me, but I could not see anything ahead because of the blowing snow. I crossed the stone wall at the far end and continued a slow downhill descent. I guess I lingered too long, reading the stones, because as I walked through the snow and trees, I realized it was getting dark.......night was falling.
A million things cross your mind when you are lost and I kept repeating "Don't panic". As I looked for a sheltered spot to stop and "hunker-down" for the night, I heard the singing once again. I peered hard through the blinding snow and saw a woman standing there, not 20 feet from me. She was looking away from me and I could not see her face. She had no coat and appeared to have only a white night dress and shawl covering her head. I called out to her but she didn't answer. She raised her left hand and pointed to the left and said "THERE".
I looked to where she was pointing and saw nothing, then looked back to where she stood and she had vanished. I don't mind telling you this scared me half to death. Blowing snow, ebbing daylight, and a disappearing woman........YIKES.
I scanned every inch of my surroundings and walked very slowly towards where she stood but there were no footprints in the snow. I turned and walked in the direction that she pointed and after about fifty yards there was a road! I turned right on the road and walked about three miles (now almost totally dark) until I saw lights......it was a farmhouse.
The family there welcomed me in and after about a quart of coffee and a sandwich, I told them what I had encountered. My story was met with wrinkled brows and not much enthusiasm, so I decided to let that slide. As the farmer drove me back to our cabin (about 10 miles around the backside of the mountain}; he told me there wasn't any cemetery back in those woods and I shouldn't make up things that might upset people. My buddies who were relieved to see me als didn't take much stock in my tale.
I went back there in the summer of 1975 with the same two buddies (this time with radios, maps and compasses) and we could not find the rock wall or the cemetery. It also is not listed in any of the neighboring town records. Nevertheless, I saw what I saw and I believe I owe my life to that snowy apparition.


Grim Reaper and Voices of Hell

By: chino00240@sbcglobal.net

This day was friday i was sleeping and i woke up in the middle of the night to go to the washroom.So i came back on the bedroom i was just staring up on my bed and just looking around.Then all of a sudden i feel something hit me it a sandle.I shared the room with my brother and so i thought he threw at me.So i just grabed the sandle and threw in on the ground.Then all of a sudden i saw a hooded black thing just right there.He was on this knees looking down i could not see his face at all.I was scared so much!he was there for a while i was just there looking at closing my eyes and opening them hopeing it will vanish.I also could not move at all.So i started praying and praying and i close my eyes one more time and i opened them and he was finally gone.This happend to me many time but different ways.
VOICES
This is another i was sleeping and i was dreaming but it was a very short dream i was dreaming about the gates of hell! I was seeing a gate in my dream coverd with flames i saw demons everywhere dark angles flying around.The all of a sudden the i heard a loud sound and suddenly the gate started to open, but then after that i woke up.As soon as i woke up i heard voices all over the place, but it was all in a different language.and everyone was still asleep in the house so i was scared.I think the voices were the people inside of hell.I also heard screams, and i heard almost like conversating about something.I was only 13 and now i am 16.



Growing Shapes and Unexplained Knocking

By: harry_stuurmans@hotmail.com


In the summer of 1985 I was 14 and lived with my family in an early 20th
century home. My parents and brothers bedrooms were upstairs along with the
living room and bathroom, while my bedroom was downstairs along with the
kitchen, TV room and laundry room. My room was actually a converted shed
which was attached to the house but not part of its actual infrastructure.
To get to my bedroom you would have to walk through the laundry room and
then through a door at the back of the laundry room.
      That summer while I was off school I had a routine of playing tennis
at the local club with a couple friends till they turned the lights off
around 11:30pm, I'd then bike home and watch a rerun of 'welcome back
kotter' followed by the old 'late night' program. I'd then go to my room,
lie in bed and listen to my walkman until I fell asleep.
       Throughout that entire summer maybe 4 0r 5 nights a week, when i was
lying in bed listening to music a strange shape would appear on the ceiling
of my bedroom. It was always a dim luminous green, was usually triangular in
shape with each side maybe a foot in length, and would often very  slowly
move across the ceiling. I didnt use drugs was of sound mind and was
naturally curious about the origins of the shape, so I would turn off my
walkman and walk around the room trying to figure out where it was
originating from. I didnt have any electronic equipment in the room and
would listen to my walkman with the lights out so it left me kind of
mystified. The only explanation was something shining through the window
except that at night my window was covered with a thick brown curtain that
ran past the top perimeter of the window almost to the ceiling. I just
couldnt figure it out. Sometimes I would go back to bed and lie on my back
looking at it and would occasionally hear a knocking sound on the walls
around my head. It wasnt a loud knocking, more like the kind of knocking a
prisoner in one cell would make to try and get another prisoners attention
in an adjacent cell without drawing the attention of the prison guard.
Sometimes the knocking sounded as though it was coming from the laundry room
but upon opening the door and checking no one would be there. Other times
the knocking seemed to eminate from the outside wall. None of this scared me
in the slightest, it was more of a mystery to me than any type of haunting
and I didnt really consider it paranormal until many years later. It went on
all summer.
       About 16 years later I lived for a time in my mothers hometown in
Scotland. One night I was out walking with a friend from the area and we
were walking past a cemetery and I asked him if he'd ever had any
experiences with the mysterious (In that small old town it seemed that a lot
of people had). He told me that when he was younger, probably around 13 or
14 he'd had a friend who lived out in the country in a large cottage and
that the family claimed that the house was haunted. He told me that around
that time he once stayed the night at his friends house. He said that early
in the night he was followed to the washroom--even heard the footsteps-- but
no one was there when he turned around. Later that night when he and his
friend went to retire for the evening they were lying in the dark
talking--one on the floor, the other on the bed-- when suddenly a green
flourescent symetrical shape appeared on the ceiling and started moving
around. This petrified them both so much that they ran from the room.
        When he told me this I automatically thought of my experience when i
was around the same age and for the first time thought i might have
experienced something paranormal. Its odd that in my entire life ive never
heard of a remotely similar occurence and the one place I ended up hearing
of a similar experience to mine was in my mothers hometown. You see in early
1985 there were two deaths in my mothers family--her father who died of
cancer, and her cousin in a car accident. Today I can't help but think it
was one of them trying to get in contact-- and I really can't think of
another explanation.



Update on Norwalk Potter's Field-and Haunted Norwalk

By: cpeterson@indexstock.com

The Cemetary behind Matthews Mansion was originally the Lockwood family Cemetary, eventually this became what is known as a "Potter's Field", a cemetary where impoverished people have been laid to rest when they couldn't afford a normal cemetary.  Originally this cemetary extended past what is now the entrance to I-95 North, graves were relocated when the Yankee Doodle Bridge was built, some claim they were dumped in a ditch along the cemetary side of the bridge, although there is no actual record of this that I have found.  This is a very haunted cemetary, even in daytime, nightime you need not only worry about the Police Station-which is right next door, but also vandals, homeless wanderers, drug users and vagrants-you do not want to wander this place alone or even in a small group at night-it is scary enough, the added danger is real, people will and have gotten mugged.
Matthew's Mansion is also haunted, particularly the never shown in the tour third floor which actually contains the nursery and children's theater (yes, a small auditorium built for the children's enjoyment, like a movie screening room today)  Children's laughter and occasional giggles can be heard, as well as tugs on your shirt or skirt and tempature drops.  Occasionally pictures taken from the outside can show a woman in victorian clothing peeking out of the second floor windows in the back area, facing the highway.
My home is over 200 years old, a private residence we rent, however my husband has seen a red haired woman breeze through the small front hallway and make a motion of hanging up her coat, my son has reported seeing her in his room-to the point he will not sleep in there anymore.  The owner of the house lives in a house built over the former carriage house in the back and has told us of a little girl ghost who plays with his little girl's toys, often removing them from shelves and toybox to the floor, scattered, and he (the adult) has recieved welts after feeling "burned" when the tempature in the room dropped.
Riverside Cemetary has a woman who you can see in plain daylight who visits her daughters grave.  At first I saw this while visiting a relatives grave- thinking the daughter died young and the mother was visiting her grave, fresh with grief singing a lullaby that sounded greek-however I walked over one day after she had left and noticed that it was a family plot and the mother was buried there and had been about 10 years prior to the daughter dying-I did a serach at Norwalk library and the mother's obituary picture looked an awful like the woman I had seen walking up the hill singing.  Possibility that the mother could have had a cousin or sister looking a lot like her-but very odd to actually see, this is towards the back of the cemetary-on top of the hill. One of those had to be there moments.
Please take the precautions about The Potter's Field seriously, I have grown up in Norwalk and I know that cemetary well



Experiences

By: ferretmaster@buckeye-express.com

I am seventeen, and I have had many experiences with ghosts. I will share with you my two most memorable ones.  I was at home with my brother and his friend who were about to leave when my dog started barking at the backdoor wanting to be let in. My brother told me to go let the dog in as he and his friend went out the door, and I was now home alone. I was on the computer and forgot about letting the dog in, and then I saw him run past me. I went to the backdoor to see if he pushed it open, and the door was closed and locked.
The second one was a frightening experience. It happened on my sevententh birthday. I was lying face down on my bed, with my stereo on, and the only light was my lava lamp. I was about to fall asleep when I thought I heard my radio go up. I looked over at the screen and it didn't show the volume control, so I thought it was just my imagination. Then I saw the volume control go up, and I was sitting up by this point. Then the volume went way up again to the point that I was in tears, and had a headache. I tried to turn my room light on but it wouldn't come on so I ran out of my room.
I still continue to have experiences but nothing as bad as what happened to me on my sevententh birthday.



My Friends Ghost


By: crinklebear@hotmail.com

Hey, my name is Anna, i'm 15, and i'm from Australia and i'm going to tell you about a scary science lesson i will never forget. My Science class had lots of changes lately; we had new teachers every lesson, as did we with classrooms.It was a Wednesday afternoon, and it was muggy and hot and it was hard to concerntrate. Looking up form my work sheet i looked to my left to the table next to me. We had those long lab tables which could fit three or four people at a time on, and i was on the far side out, so i was looking past all my friends on that table and looking at my friend Neill, who was on the table opposite us. I dropped my pen, cause i could have sworn i saw him gliding across the floor towards me. He was grey, like out of those black and white movies and had his arms by his side staring straight into my eyes. I looked down, then up again, to see him sitting as normal doing his work and chatting too his friends. I thought i just saw something cause i did, but to my amazement, i wasnt the only one who saw it- My bestie in front of me turned and looked at me. I looked around to see if anyone else had seen it and the other girl in my maths class who sits behind me, and she saw it too. Every person that saw, said the same as me,they felt as if he was staring staight into their eyes. But what really made me frigtened, was my science teacher, she was from Spain, on a teacher exchange kinda thing said, "You look a bit flush." I said "So do you" She said, "I think we both know why". That was the last time i saw that teacher. It took me about two months too pull up the courage to tell my mum what i saw. She said that was weird, because she used to go to the same school (My school is about 55 years old) outside the exact same room a girl dropped dead, because of a drug overdose. My school library is haunted too. Only occassionally a book will fly off a shelf or if your looking for several books and your looking for one, another book you want to get will be sitting beside it.
I believe people see and encounter these things for a reason, wether it be because you have a love one who has passed away or you have previous occupants of the house you live in havent yet crossed over, and because they keep their minds open to it. I have had several encounters, not just in my school, but home and i can also see auras and have preminitions. If you do have encounters, and have preminitions, remember, try not to be scared and try to see the message they're trying to send you These can be frightening but not all are, and they have made me see things in a whole different perspective, and have taught me too keep my mind open to people, not only to those who are living.



The Farmhouse

By: pastelpinkgirly@yahoo.ca
 
Hi, I was looking for some ghosts story on the net and I cam across
ur site. I think it is awesome and I am still reading and checking it
out.
 I wanted to share some of my exp. with u if u don't mind.
First, of all when I was 16, I was removed from my family home and I
was moved into a group home for young women.
The group home was a old building, a resident that was living there
said it was over a 100 years old. The girl and I became good friends
and she told me what she knew of the home.
She told me she heard a farmer and his wife had lived in the home and
the farmer had killed his wife. I had a feeling of presence of a
spirit in the home, I never seen any1, but it's hard to explain, I
just felt like some1 was around me there in certain parts of the
home...I am sure u can understand.
I oftened wondered what happened, if this story was true, and 1 night
I had this nightmare, of a man dragging a women's body, she looked as
if she was stabbed and slowly dieing but she was screaming like a
bachee, down the stairs and trying to grab the rails as he was
pulling her down the stairs and to where he was going to bury
her....But I could c myself in the dream as if the past house and
what happened in the house collided...I was standing in the doorway
of my room as the woman was being dragged by....but I couldn't help
and they didn't see me it was almost like t.v. in a way, but a
nightmare in travelling back...
I often be in the kitchen by myself even though they was 10 other
girls living in the home...I be making something and the doors
leading down to the basement would shake...there was no draft I could
find and no 1 went down to my knowledge...so I would open the doors
so I didn't have the noise bother me...
Sometimes I hear my name Lindsay being called from the living room,
the group home was owned by the church, so it was to be a community
centre as well...so our living room was a large area like a ballroom,
I would come out and thought it was 1 of the girls from the tv area
being lazy and wanted me 2 bring them some water or food..and they
always tell me they never called me so I go back to doing what I was
doing.
This is 1 of my stories...hope u didn't mind it and maybe understood
it and possible can tell me what u think of it...



A Face of a Child

By: silentstar@verizon.net

In 1993 I was driving in my car, stopped at a red light and all of a sudden there was a face of a child in my windshield........and the story goes on.............. later I found out it was a spirit of a young girl who was abducted and murdered.......why she came to me for help I still do not know........I did ever since I was a child had dreams and visions of people who were deceased and what ever I was told in the dream happened three days later.........



Amityville


By: CoryB152@aol.com


My name is cory i lived in shelton ct my whole life just recently moved to ansonia. About a year ago me and my girl friend decided to take the port jef fairy from bridgeport  to long island intending to see the amityville house after about 2 hours of searching for it on a cold march envening we found it  we parked directly across the street on the corner of a street and walked in front of the house  after looking at it for a few minutes out of no where an older lady walked up to us keep in mind its dark cold and about 1030 at night the lady  kept calling us  weird names hey john hey jen how have you been since the 70s? then she said wait you not jon and jen she proceeded to walk by us and dispeared into the dark. at that time my girlfriend was green she looked like she was going to pass out. we decided to jet to are car and get out of there. It was an odd situation to be in that was my encounter at amityville



Halloween Party

By: clearwaters_22@yahoo.com

In October of 2000 three months after my mother died, some friends and I decided to have a early Halloween party at my parents house. With my dad permission (I was 19 and still living at home) my brother, my best friend Amanda, her boyfriend and our friend Chris all stayed over and we rented some movies. Well around one am we were all sitting around the dining room table talking. All of a sudden the front door opened on it own, now I don't mean creaked open it Flew Open! We saw what looked like a shadow standing in font of the door. The three guys were so scared Amanda and I had to go and shut the door. When I checked the lock, it was still LOCKED! Not long after that my 14 month old son woke up. Amanda and my brother Preston went to check on him. Not ten minuets later, Preston came running down the stairs. When I asked him what was wrong he told me that my son had pointed to the other end of the room and called out "Nana", which is  what he called my mom. Needless to say we didn't get any sleep that night.



Grandma's Story

By: quelita001@yahoo.com

Hi I have different stories to tell but i'll start with the very first i heard.This didn't auctually happened to me,it happened to my grandmother.She said in her home she would always hear different ghosts,but there was in particular she didn't like very much.She said this spirit would always come at the same time of the day.She was doing her cleaning and she would just hear her front door open.She heard footsteps going to the living room and they'd always stop at the rockingchair and it would just rock for a while .When it stopped she would hear the footsteps leave out the door again.She said finally one day she got tired of it and she told the spirit to tell her what it wanted if not to leave and not to coome back again.she says she heard the footsteps walk out the door and they didn't return again.I have many more but thats for another time.



Ghostly Driving

By: XxhyperQTnikixX@aol.com


One time, while my parents was driving me home from a tennis  competition, I
looked out the window and saw an odd looking car driving. I  tried to look a
bit closer to the car and noticed a fairly huge guy that looked  a bit blue
sitting in the front seat eating hot wings and had a  knife stabbed across his
neck. Then, I also saw that the steering  wheel was on the opposite side of
where regular steering wheels is suppose to  be. But trying to see who's driving,
I saw nothing. A couple of seconds  later, I was surprised when it was passing
through all of the cars  without getting hit or bumped into others. I was
freaking out and saw my mom's  blank face and my dad's freaked out face when they
said they saw the same thing  as I had seen also. But it seems like we are
the only one that had  seen it because everyone else on the road that I looked
at seem regular to me  without there eyes taken off of the road. Til' this day
on, I never seen the  ghostly car driving on the road I was on ever again.



More Things Have Happened


By: Evildragonx4@aol.com


I've written before about some hauntings in my house. But some more things have happened, lots of them.
1) A few weeks ago me, my brother and his girlfriend told my mother about "hearing voices and seeing things" in the basement. She didn't believe us. Eventually we forced her to come downstairs with her digital camera to listen (no lights or Tv's were on). She listened for a while and heard nothing. So my mom snapped a few pictures here and there. After finding nothing, my mom went back upstairs to download the pictures. She was amazed at what she had taken, She had taken a picture of my brother girlfriend and floating above her was this strange mist. We ruled out smoking because the smoke (in a picture) was gray and ecto was whitish. We then ruled out hair because the ecto was thick. We're not sure on what this could be but it was cool none the less.
2) My other brother and his girlfriend moved to a farm house that they are renting out on Darby Dan Rode/Creek (not sure). They have also had their experiences. My brother does roofing during the summer. Any scrap metal that/Al/sheet metal he finds when working, he throws in his truck so he can recycle it later for more money. Well one night he came home and asked a couple buddies to help him put some large metal poles/plates into his barn. On his property there used to be 3 barns but 2 burnt down. After he had all the metal into the garage he closed the doors. During the night he was woken up by the sound of metal being thrown around and metal banging on metal. Their dog was going crazy about this. He lay in bed until it had passed. The next morning he went to see what happened and all the metal was strung across the barn and in places. 
After being told the above experience, my mom thought we should do an investigation. We took some flash lights, a cam corder, 2 cameras and a tape recorder. About 5 Pm we explored the barn loft and took some pictures. Then we took some of the barn were the above happened. We found nothing but an orb or two. We also had the cam corder going. Nothing on it. Later that night, we placed the tape recorder in the barn loft on a nail for about 20 -30 minutes with no up there. We were shocked on what we heard. Throughtout the tape we heard cars coming by and breathing. We knew some was breathing because it happened and stopped and the cars could be heard coming and going some period before they were not heard. We heard chains dragging across the floor and someone walking up/down the first 2 steps. What shocked us was is that somehing bumped the tape recorder!
Something else to help prove my theory is my bro's girlfriend is he little boy. He has told his mom that he has looked out the window to see a man haning in the tree outside his window. He saw it but his mom didn't Also, he has tolds his mom he seen a man standing in his room. My theory is that the farm was once a slave home and slaves were kept in the barn lofts. The man the boy saw was a hung slave who did something he/she didn't do and the barn noises was that slave trying to get our attention so its story can be told so it can move on.
3) This recently happened. I had a snow day and stayed home. Abouyt 8 am I had gotten up to play Time Spiltters 2. While I was playing I heard someone scream has if in pain. Everyone else was asleep and the sound came from the basement. Earlier that morning when my mom had left for work she shut her room door and my tv had turned off as soon as she did (I was awake then). First off, the TV is brand new. So I didn't blame it on oldness. 2nd, I wasn't laying on the remote, it was beside me on the stand. 3rd the plug didn't fall out because it is plugged into a shock resistant plug with all those other plugs and if it fell out everything else would have turned off as well. Not sure on what it could be but if anyone has any answers I would like to know.



 When I was Little

By: Chscheer2010@aol.com

My story starts when i was a little girl.  I was about 4 and as like most...i was very curious.  Well my house was very big with 4 bedrooms.  At the time my little brother wasnt born so it was only me my mom and my dad. my parents had a king size water bed which when i get scared i would always run and hide with them. Well one night my parents were downstairs watching the news and i was almost asleep. well then i heard a little girl calling my name. So i got up and checked it out. i walked down the hallway into my play room and went in to the other room that was conected to it.  Well i had a toy horse that i would always ride. well every time you would play on it, it would make a really annoying squeeking sound. well when i walked in there, the horse was shaking like how it would be if someone was riding it. Then the noise started up and it really scared me so i ran downstairs to tell my parents./ they came up and the horse was still doing it. so i ended up sleeping with them for the rest of the week. well my house was a really jinxed place. a woman fell off the roof and broke her neck and died, an elderly man fell down the steps and died and a little girl was bit by a snake and died 3 hours later in my bedroom! so as you can see this house was a really wierd place to live. well about 4 years ago the 30 year anniversery of the little girls death(all of these things happened 10 years apart starting in 1920 the house was hit by a dump truck and had to be knocked down. ( a girl in my class  lived there. we moved as soon as my parents divorced). well every once and a while we see a little girl dressed in a pink dress with her hair tied in a bow.



Running Lady

By: tocaya02@sbcglobal.net

About four years ago my aunt bought this house in the northside of Ft Worth. Late some nights my aunt would wake up hearing someone screaming. It sounded as if it was coming from outside so she looked out the front window and saw this shadowy lady running down the street screaming bloody murder( expression not the words) then the screaming would stop and the lady would go away, just disappear.I myself have seen this lady and heard screaming when i spent the night at my cousin's house. My aunt moved a year later (not because of this just cause of money problems) and i do not know if the lady still comes or the history of this lady but others have also heard her. Neighbors, cousins, and my family have heard and seen this lady. But I dont know what happened to her.



Interesting Experiences

By: iamcowgirl2003@yahoo.com

Ever since I can remember, I have always felt that I was somewhat psychic. The problem is, although I try to keep an open mind, I really don't believe it to be psychic abilties necessarily, but rather it's like a "guardian." I can't see ahead to the future, I don't see dead people, and I don't hear voices. I do, however, have strong feelings at the most random moments. I can also feel if something is going to happen or not. For example, I had a feeling that I was going to be able to meet my favorite musician twice, and twice I was able to meet him. At the same time, I had the feeling that I would not meet him the third time I tried, and I didn't. My mother does the same thing, and just last week, I learned that my mom's mother has had psychic experiences as well. I guess that if it's true psychic abilities are hereditary, it's quite possible that my family is blessed. I moved to Tennessee in 2003, and I attend East Tennessee State University (you have a section about our campus hauntings in your index). I, in fact, lived in the Lucille Clement residence hall, and can vouch for the presence of "Marble Boy." My first night alone in my dorm room, I could not sleep because the sound of marbles being dropped and rolling was so loud. I actually remember, at one point, asking him to please stop, but it wasn't until around 3 a.m. that I was finally able to get some sleep, and that was only after I had gotten a friend to come to my room and spend the night. Keep in mind that I lived on the top floor of the building, so there was no way that it was anyone above me. Also, there were times when I would be in other students' rooms on other floors and could here the sounds just as loud as I did on my own floor. The story behind "Marble Boy" is that a little boy fell into the elevator shaft while he was playing with his marbles and was killed. There were times when I would ride he elevator and would feel very "nervous." I'm not sure how to explain the feeling, it was just unsettling. In Lucille Clement, there is a computer lab down in the basement, and the entrance to the lab (and an exit on the other side of the lab as well) have metal detectors because the lab uses wireless laptops. Many, many times during my visits to the lab, the metal detectors would go off, with no one near them. After a while, we all started joking and would welcome the ghosts to the lab. One of the lab monitors told me that as long as the entrance detector was going off, everything was fine. However, if the exit detector went off, it meant that ghosts from other parts of campus were coming into the dorm... One night, my roommate and a friend of ours were goofing off with a Ouija board, trying to contact "Marble Boy" and the other ghosts in the building. They responded for a while, and my friends and I started to get a little uncomfortable, so we thanked the ghosts for talking with us and explained that we had to go. We kept receiving the message of "No," "No," "No," over and over again, so we finally just put the board back in its' box. I know you aren't supposed to do it that way, but we were very worried. No sooner had we closed the box did the fire alarms start going off. Keep in mind that the building houses almost 600 students, and we all had to be evacuated. When we were allowed back into the building, we got up to the top floor and our door was locked, with our keys in the room. We're not sure whether or not it was just coincidence, but it was still really weird.... A few weeks later, while I was in my English class in Burleson Hall, my professor was giving a lecture when all of a sudden there was a man's face at the door window. My professor was kind of confused, so she went to the door to see if she could help him. Of course, when she opened the door, there was no one there. She walked back to her desk and continued with the lecture. All of a sudden, the door opened by itself. We re all really confused, and weren't quite sure what to make of it... Bottom line, if anyone ever doubts that this campus is haunted, spend the night in Lucille Clement. You'll think differently!


Hope

By: sinrose50@suscom.net

ON JULY 18, 2004 MY FATHER DIED. HE WAS 89. HE HAD A STROKE AND WAS IN A COMA STATE. HIS LEFT BRAIN WAS HEMMORAGING.
AFTER TALKING WITH THE DOCTORS, WE DECIDED TO PULL THE PLUG. I WAS BY HIS BEDSIDE FOR A DAY AND A HALF. HE DID NOT MOVE. HE WAS ON A LIFE SUPPORT.
BEFORE THE NURSE TOOK HIS LIFE SUPPORT OFF
THE MINISTER WAS GOING TO PRAY. AS SHE STARTED TO PRAY, MY FATHER TURNED HIS HEAD AWAY FROM US. HE DID NOT REGAIN CONCIOUSNESS, BUT AT SEEING THAT, I BEGAN WONDERING IF I WAS DOING THE RIGHT THING.
HE DIED 20 MINUTES AFTER REMOVING THE LIFE SUPPORT.
I HAVE WONDERED OFTEN IF I MADE THE RIGHT DECISION.
A FEW DAYS AGO, I WAS WORKING AT MY SINK.
 ON THE CUPBOARD DOOR I HAVE A PICTURE OF MY DAD ALONG WITH SOME OTHER DECEASED FAMILY MEMBERS. I WAS LOOKING AT MY DADS PICTURE, RIGHT AT HIS EYES AND IN MY MIND I SAID
"OH DADDY, DID I DO THE RIGHT THING?"
AT THAT MOMENT, THE TOP OF THE PICTURE POPPED FORWARD VERY SLIGHTLY, BUT ENOUGH THAT I SAW IT MOVED.
I DROPPED MY WORK AND WENT AND EMAILED SOME OTHER FAMILY ABOUT THE WIERDEST INCIDENT THAT JUST HAPPENED.
COULD THIS HAVE BEEN MY FATHER TELLING ME THAT YES IT WAS OKAY TO PULL THE PLUG.
I WILL HOLD ON TO THIS ENCOUNTER FOREVER. THIS IS WHAT GIVES ME HOPE.





Where Ever I Live

By: butterfly19824@yahoo.com

I have many experiences in my life...too many to jot down. Everywhere I have ever lived has had something. But I do remember one home in particular. At the age of 17 I had a guardian with two children. Her oldest daughter was defiantly not your typical child. She could call spirits...well she asked for friends and friends she got, never mind you none where ever good,NONE. Many times did they try to hurt her little sister and her mother. It was a scary place to live.  But I do remember in particular who was always there, never called. Was a little boy, I never truly knew his name but I do think it was Timothy. He use to cry all night, it was pure torture listening to this child cry.  He would visit my room every night and stand at the foot of my bed.  A few times I swear he would even lay with me.
He use to like to scare my friends, we had a scary basement and we use to hang out in it and he would simply say hello and you would hear my friends come running u the stairs. He would turn the lights off on you. I remember one day he said " goodnight sweetie" and walked through me and it had felt as if an angel had touched me itself.( or at least what I think an angels touch would be)  my vision went blurry when he went through me to black then I saw fine.
I also remember when I got my own apartment. I had a roommate named Jessica. And a man came with her. He never hurt my children but did stay in there room. He also went in my room I would see the imprint of a body on my bed and I stopped sleeping in my bed once he came.  He was the first spirit I ever saw and I prefer I never did. He tried to strangle my brother and when I tried to make it leave dark red scratches burned my back. He finally did stay out of my way and the day Jessica moved out he left.
I do have lots more stories but I'll save them for another days



 My Happy Haunted House

By: bright_blonde2006@yahoo.com

                                       

i would like to start off by saying that this was the first " haunted house " i have ever lived in. at first i was skeptical even though i believe. but now i cant be any longer.
 there was an instance when i was sitting on the floor of my upstairs bedroom when what sounded like our fridge downstairs falling over. i was reading a ghost book so it scared me to death but the rest of my family heard it too. this happened one other time also. another thing was when me and my sister were home alone upstairs watching tv. the front door flew open with such forse it hit the wall. ( which wasnt too uncommon since it was an old door and u had to kick it to get it open, but noone was there and the door was still budged in its place. something will chase you up the stairs sometimes. not all the time though. one night me, my dad, and my sister were upsatirs waticng tv late at night when the door handle jiggled violently. my dogs often stare at my door and bark and growl. ( i aked the spirit wich we call sam to please stay out of my room when im in there.) i guess thats the way it shows me that it hasnt entered. my friends aunts lived in the old old house. ( so have many others) and they clame to have seen small footprints in their bedroom at night. we had converted it itno a bathroom and laundry now so noone is i there late at night. the room which scares the daylight out of me is my parent room. it is at the foot of the stairs. that is where it starts to chase you. but what i found is amazing. when we were remodeling the old house i found three orbs in my siss room. which never gave us any fits. then later, when we took a pic after we got some work done a few months later,  there were like 18 in all. there was nothing to make these and in the whole house there were no more like them. just in her room.
i love my house and wouldnt have it any other way.  





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