The Old Lady at my Moms
By: Jade20042005@aol.com
Hi, i dont know if this will interest any one but it started
with my daughter who at the time was only 14 years old .. me and my daughter
lived with my mom in her trailer. mined and my daughters room was on the
opposite end of the trailer from my moms room.any way we all got ready for bed
and I took two sleeping pills and went to bed. The next day my daughter asked
had I saw the big snake crawl across the bed we slept in. I told her no. about
2 or 3 days later me, mom, and my brother was talking andi told him an mom
about what my daughter nita saw and i asked mom could a snake crawl in the
house cause we lived next to the woods.mom said no..well my brother who is 25
now[at the time 22 years old] said did it come out of the closet i told Jason
that nita said it did.thats when he spoke up and said sissy you don't feel
anything watching you from the closet i said no sorry. Well about a month later
my mom went out of town for a week, she asked me would i be all right bye my
self i assured her i would be ok..well i had to work 12 hours that day i didn't
get off work until
The Haunted House I grew up In
By: Joelfrank4@wmconnect.com
This house is located in the town of
The Ghost of My Cat
By: mikaela.burchardt@soderhamn.com
My name is Mikaela and i live in sweeden my story is aboute
one of my many, though loved more than most can belive, cats.
His name was Musse and he was like a brother to me for he
played with me like kittens do with each other untill he was two years old, he
got hit by a car and we found him dead by the road.
i was so sad and angry that i screamed for sevral minutes
and punched a pillow and tore it apart.
this was aboute five years ago, im 14 now, and i still cry
over his death sometimes.
one week after his death i still wasnt used to the thought
of it all and when i woke up i saw him in my bed, as i was used to from before
he died, and i put my hand on him and closed my eyes again untill i remembered
it all and i quickly put my hand close to my body and opened my eyes but he was
not there anymore.
all that was there was hair of a cat and a slight mark of a
curled cat and my hand was full of hair too so i touched where i had seen him
and it was still warm.
i am not afraid of him, he and the other seven sprirts of my
cats guard me and do not wish to harm me.
one more thing, i didnt have any other cat then.
Spirits and the Unknown
By: ddeh@sympatico.ca
Ten years have passed since my first encounter. It all
started back when I was eleven years old in the basemant of my parents new
house. Ever since the day we moved into that house my family has encountered
strange events. It started out as only seeing shadows and hearing odd creaks up
the hallway and basement steps at night.
Being only a child and experiencing this phenomenon,then
relating my expereinces back to my parents seemed useless. They would disregard
may claims as trickery of the eye or paranoia,but I knew it was someting much
bigger.
My sister and I,being very bored,decided to play hide and
seek in the dark. The darkest place in that house was,of course,the basement.
And so we began,I turned out all the lights, being late at
night as it was the basement became an even darker.unforbiding place. We were
having fun at first stalking each other in the pitch blackness.Soon this
childish game tuned into an event none of us would ever forget.
I was following the sound of my sisteres footsteps,closing
in for the "tag" when out of nowhere came a beam of light. It
streached from floor to ceiling,aboutseven inches wide and seven feet tall.
Over come with shock and fear I started to scream hystarically and call for
help,all the while being forced backward by this "entity".
I suddenly became very cold as the beam got closer. I knelt
down awaiting the worst,when a hand grabbed my leg and pulled me under the pool
table. Screaming bloody murder,the lights all of a sudden came on and there stood my sister,on the opposite side
of the room. I will never forget the look on her face,or the way her whole body
shook.
We rarely discussed the events of that night for three
years. I ended up home alone.I watched TV untill I could hardly keep my eyes
open.Beginning to doze I started hearing the sounds of two small girls giggling.
The sounds were coming from the main closet. Terrified, I sat up,arm and neck
hair on end I gave these "girls" my full attention.
Shaking from head to toe I approached the closet doors.
Quickly I ripped open the closet doors only to find a bunch of old coats and
Christmas decorations.I have nothing to prove any of the events I have
discribed, only a new found interest in spirits and the unknown.
My Dream
By: goldduck2@yahoo.com
Hi everyone. I'm sorry to say, that i don't really have a
"ghost" story for you all. But i think it's pretty close to one. Let me start off by saying, that my
grandparents ( my dads) mom and dad are deceased. They died on the same day.
Ok... here goes.... On the night before my grandparents died, i had a very
"real dream"... nightmare if you will. I saw both my grandparents in
there car..... driving down a highway.. maybe going to work? Im not sure. I saw
a transport truck coming along the road towards them on the other side. Not
going into gross details but i saw the whole accident!! really graphically!...
I was reallly close to my grandparents...almost like a second parent.Any
ways... i woke up with a start!. Started crying got up and came down to the
kitchen , where my mom and dad were sitting at the kitchen table... mom was on
the phone ( i later found out with the police) and my dad was crying, he came
over to me ( i was 10 by the way) am now 32.... he says to me..... hunny.. your
a big girl now... and your old enough to hear the truth..... he wrapped his
arms around me and thats when i wrapped my arms around him and said........ its
ok dad.... i know..... i then hugged him to try to comfort him instead of him
comforting me..... he looked at me with shock and said ..... what do you
know?... so i then explained to him about my dream.... and my dad went
white......... he told me that, that was gran and papa telling me goodbye...
letting me " hear" it from them instead of the police or mom,
dad...the funny part of it all.. well not " funny" but eery part is.
my aunt who was 16 at the time. wanted to go that time with them... she would
go help them out from time to time. gran had said no. and there was a little
argument about her going..did my grandparents fore see something?.. who really
knows? ... another story or ya ... my dad use to smoke. i remember him smoking
when i was about 4......any ways.. he said to me one day.. years later that the
reason he quit smoking... his dad came to him in a dream..sat down with him...
and said to him. son... i love you very much... thats why im telling you to
stop smoking NOW. as in rite now!!...My dad isnt really the "ghost"
or paranormal type person... so when this dream came to him.. it scared
him...... papa told him that if he didn't quit rite this day...... he would
die...My dad is very healthy today.... except for a little skin cancer on his
ear!. Which was caught early and treated..... So those are my two stories..
Hope i didn't bore you all TO badly lol........happy ghost reading!!!
Metal Music Lover
By: angiej@ronan.net
Hi! I am a 33 year old mother of three boys. My husband, boys and I live up in the
mountains of
By: t70bliss70@cox.net
I just arrived home yesterday and i have told my story to a
hand full of people,and one thing comes out of their mouths"thats
creepy".
I went to
The beds were occupied by My Nephue and his friend's(too
much LV)I decided to go back to the casino and play some more due to all the
snoring and farting and lack of bed space in the room.
I found my self playing in a very deserted MGM casino and
began to play a dollar machine,after an hour or so an asian woman in well worn
but not dirty sweats came and sat next to me, she never gambled,but she fanned
me with 3 20's and a 10 dollar bill,sitting so close that her feet were on my
stool rungs,needless to say i felt uncomfortable but continued to play.
A waitress came and i ordered a drink(trying to alert her
that something was fishy) she gave me a smile and left(I think she thought i
was crazy)there was an obvious difference in age between the two of us)she
returned and i tiped her for my drink,i tried again to summon help darting my
eyes toward the stangers direction,still no reaction.
I turned to the stranger and asked if i was playing her
machine and she replied in broken english "noo, noo u play good now".
I continued to play and i hit a win at $530 dollars ,she
then said"u pay me 30 O.K." I was more than happy to due to my
uncomfort with the situation.I got up and paid her $30 dollars-Just then an
employee yelled to me to come over quickly,i take a step and look back---No
Stranger!!!!and it was a long row of slots,i walk over to the employee (he was
standing in an elevated cashieres booth he told me to go and play the fifth
slot on the left and play max bet 4 times it will pay big) so i put $100 in and
began to play,I was down to 65 credits when i hit 4 majestic lions -paying me
5,775,00.
I turned with surprise bells chimeing lights flashing,and
James the employee who gave me this great advice was gone,Thomas the payout
cleark came over and congratulated me i asked where James was so i could show
him my grattude and thomas told me there was no one by the name of James
working as a cashier then the waitress came over to congratulate me i tiped her
a $100 and began to tell her what had happened and to explane my strange
behavior from earlier,and she said i was wondering what you were doing but
"hon i didnt see anyone next to you are you sure your O.K". That is
the end nothing else happed i went to the room ,woke my Nephue and shared my
story and the bloody marry that the waitress gave me.Now im a little spooked and
ive been combing the web for simular stuff and i found your site.Im doing this
because i wanted to put this down while it was fresh in my mind.
Hauntings in CT
By: HpNoTiQsHoRtY@aol.com
Hi my name is Lisa. I've visited
One other en-counter I had was at
The last place I went was in
Thanks for listening to my stories
Haunted House in Ventnor New
By: anonymous
I lived for 38 years in a 4-story
house in Ventnor in the
We were a family of husband, wife
and four sons. One of the six bedrooms
with a crib was used as each new baby was born, and the older child put in
another room with a single bed, or with an older brother.
We often heard footsteps as we
slept in our own bedroom, of someone going to
the 'baby's' room and assumed it
was one of the older boys. When my
mother visited on Sat. morning to let me sleep late, she came up once to my
room, and said, "I'll get the baby, you can sleep." I told her I had been asleep, she just woke
me. She said, "well, I heard your
foot steps...." and then I told her
about the supposed ghost we apparently had.
I checked with an older librarian
to see if any one had died in that room, after reading a book that said ghosts
only appeared because they wanted something denied them in life. To my not-quite-surprise, she replied that
her mother used to tell her, as they walked past my house, that a little girl
died in a bedroom after going swimming at the 'wrong' time of the month.
I asked if she would happen to
know which room, and she replied 'the one with the tree hanging in front of
it.'
Lo and behold, THAT was the baby's
room. As I thought about it, I guessed that the little girl wanted her
room back. So, to my husband's
laughter, I moved the then-baby into our
guest room, leaving the old room unused except for a desk and bookcase.
With my hand on a bible, I promise you we NEVER heard the footsteps
after that.
End of story -
but not quite.
After 38 years and my husband's
death, I sold the house. The new people
were a young couple with two children.
Of course I didn't tell the "ghost" story at my realtor's insistence. But a year or so after the sale, I received a phone call from the new owner's
wife.
"My husband is embarrassed
and furious that I am telling you this, but I think we have a ghost in the
house," she said. "My two children have both seen her and
I feel silly telling you this, I swear I'm not making it up" she confided.
I reassured her and told her our
story of many years before. Our
then-baby was now 27 years old, and none of us ever forgot it. My only advice was to give the young girl
back her room, and not let either of her children use it.
This is a true and factual story
and every word of the above dialogue is written exactly as it happened
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Funeral Experience
By: moms2tall@yahoo.com
I thought I would share an
experience I had last year....
My friend, and co-worker, Michael
was murdered last year. He was
attacked in the parking lot of a
major store here in
had serious brain damage and was
taken off life support about a week
after the attack. I was holding Michael's hand as he passed
away.
Michael's family made arrangements
to have Michael's remains sent to
here as he has many friends in
I was shopping for candles for my
kids and I to have at the memorial.
My daughter asked me if we should
get extra candles for people who
didn't bring any. I was putting this entire memorial service
together
on a prayer and a shoestring as I
am a single mom with no outside help
for raising my kids and Michael's
family was strapped enough by having
to fly out to be with him during
his hospital stay. I finally said
"we
will cut money out of our grocery
budget, lets just get them." We
purchased the candles and other
supplies we needed for the memorial
service (totalling just over $20)
and went to set up.
My son came up to me when we were
setting up the amphitheater and
showed me a dollar he found
blowing in the wind near the stage. We
joked that it was Michael helping
pay for his candles. This was funny
until my daughter (who hadn't
heard my son and I) came up and showed me
a dollar she found blowing in the
wind on the other side of the stage.
Then is was just wierd. I was bent down talking to one of our
wheelchair-bound customers during
the funeral. As we talked, what I
thought was a piece of paper blew
across my foot. I picked it up and
put it in my pocket. When we got home I took all of the trash out
of my
pockets. I was shocked to see what I had picked up was
actually a
receipt from the store where
Michael was attacked. Wrapped in the
receipt was the person's
paper-money change... $19. The receipt
was for
several purchases including two
movies (Michael and I always shared
movie reviews with each other) the
movies were Barbershop (I had been
joking with Michael the day he was
attacked about needing a hair cut)
and Waiting to Exhale (when I was
holidng Michael's hand after they
removed the life support, I kept
telling him it would be okay and he was
just waiting to exhale). Needless to say, I know it was Michael just
letting me know he was still
around and watching.
We have had some strange events at
our office since Michael passed
away. The automatic faucets in our restroom will
come on by themselves.
(I always joke that it is Michael warming up
the water for me.)
Sometimes you can enter our
building on the weekends and close and lock
the door (we have a security
system that automatically locks the door
behind you) and when you get half
way down the hallway the door will
unlock and relock on its own (you
can hear it). I think he just hangs
out here because we were his
"local family" and he just misses us as
much as we miss him. Whatever it is, Michael will always be
welcome in
my office.
By: doughe39@msu.edu
I'm a resident from
Hubbard. I'd figure I'd share some personal
experiences, I wasn't aware
that this floor was
"haunted" until some residents referred me to this
website.
First off, a few nights I've
actually had dreams of someone in my room with
me while I'm sleeping, he didn't
speak to me, but I knew his name was
"Charlie". In each of these dreams I am laying on my
back and he gets on
top of me and tries to stop me
from breathing ... however each time I wake
up short of breath.
Constantly I'll find trash that I
put in the trash can neatly lined up
outside of the trash, usually
after I take a nap during the day. The
hallway is a very long one, and
the middle section lighting never seems to
stay on. It is also almost impossible to keep one's
door open because they
usually close on their own.
That is all that has happened to
me thus far. Thanks
Cemetery
By: CuTiEgUrL5422@aol.com
After reading about hanted places
in Washington me and a few friend decided to check it out for ourselves we
decided to go to the Black Diamond Cemetery because its not to far from where i
live in Kent it was probably sometime around 11 or 12 at night on Friday August
13th of 2004 that we heard the horse trotting down the gravel path and heard it
neigh i also saw the coal miners lantern but the light appeared to be comming
from underground the cemetary. my friend was sitting on top of my car on the
cemetary road and somthing pulled his shoe off his foot! This was the most
amazing haunting i've ever encountered!
A Case of Mistaken Identity
By: pebbles@btconline.net
Most people don't believe in
ghosts, spirits or whatever you want to call them and I was one of them until I
had my own encounter about 10 years ago.
Since then I've experienced a few
more bizzare events and I even have a very clear picture of one! I've searched
all of the sights but NOBODY had shown me a better picture than the one I have.
I've been trying to find a sight that would post it respectfully and maybe find
someone who can give me an opinion on it. But let me tell you my ten year old
story first.
MISTAKEN IDENTITY
I was eight months pregnant and
hiding out from my husband. I had my two sons who were 8 and 6 at the time and
we needed a place other than my parents house to hide while I was filing for
divorce. My uncle Rich and Aunt Terry offered to put us up for awhile.
I had been to thier house on
several occasions prior but this was the first time we had ever spent the
night. I had no idea that I was about to have an encounter with a house guest
of a different sort.
We had stayed up late talking
about my husband and his other girlfriends, (Ex-husband now.) and had lost
track of the time. The kids had been asleep for hours and I was sitting at the
kitchen table talking to my Uncle while my Aunt was at the sink finishing up
some last minute dishes.
I was involved in conversation
when out of the corner of my eye I saw a little boy staring at me from the
opening in the hallway. He was wearing blue pj's and he had blonde hair. He
looked to be around 6 years old and I thought it had to be my son...out of bed
looking for me. I turned my eyes to him and looked directly at him for a brief
moment and then I turned quickly to look at my Uncle and said "Jeffery's
up."
I saw my Uncle Rich's face turn
suddenly pale as he looked over at his wife. She had spun around at the sound
of my remark and was giving her husband the same look. That moment I knew
something was wrong. It was if I had just caught them doing something that they
shouldn't have been doing. It scared me.
"What is it?" I asked
them after a few moments of silence. I looked towards the hallway again but the
boy was gone. Uncle Rich stood up and headed for the hallway without a word and
I followed him. We turned the corner and crept towards the bedrooms where his
children and mine were sleeping. "He probably just wanted a drink of
water." I said, but He shushed me and didn't reply. They also had two sons
but they were older than mine by a few years. Rich pushed the door open to the
bedroom were the four boys were sleeping. (His daughter was in the other
bedroom.) I walked in expecting Jeffery to still be awake. When I reached him I
shook him a little but he didn't stir. He was in a deep sleep...deeper than he
could have possibly feel into in such a short amount of time. They were all
asleep.
My Uncle grabbed me by the arm and
excorted me out of the room..down the hall and back into the kitchen. My
Aunt was awaiting our return ready
to answer the questions I was sure to be asking.
"I know I saw him." I
told her puzzled. "He was standing right over there."
Uncle Rich pulled on the kitchen
chair and gently tugged at my arm so I would take a seat. "It wasn't
Jeffery."
"It had to be." I told him. "He
was wearing blue PJ's just like Jeffery has on."
"I know." Rich said
calmly. "He's about Jeffery's size too but it wasn't him."
I was really getting nervous.
"Then who else could it have been?" I asked the question almost
afraid to hear the answer.
They told me about thier many
encounters with the boy over the next hour. They hadn't spoken of him outside
of the house for fear that noone would believe them and since he had always
apeared harmless and at times even a bit playful, they never saw the need to
tell anyone.
He usually appears at night around
It was around
He filcked on the light and she
screamed. "Jeremy's under my bed...he just went under my bed!"
Timmy was the oldest brother and
Jeremy was two years older than her. At this time he was around 6 and used to
wear the same blue PJ's. At first the boy had been mistaken for him until he
grew taller and the little boy didn't.
Of course they seached under her
bed and then they checked on her brother to find him fast asleep. After that
she slept in her parents room for awhile.
She said he was standing at the
foot of her bed staring at her. She told him to leave but he just smiled and
stood there until her Dad flicked on the light. When the light came on he slid
under her bed feet first as if he were made out of rubber! This was the story
she told me the next morning.
This is an actual true account of
what happened that night. It made a believer out of me. Let me know if you want
my picture. It has never been viewed by anyone but my own family members and
close friends. They all think it's the best picture of a ghost spirit or
whatever anyone's ever shown to them.
The Vanishing Construction Worker
By: btk60187@earthlink.net
This happened to me not very long
ago, just a week or so before Christmas in 2004. I was at one of the shopping
centers in downtown Chicago on Michigan Avenue with a couple friends doing some
last-minute Christmas shopping. We were just about to leave one of the
department stores we'd just been in when a couple of us, myself included,
decided to use the restrooms before we headed back out into the mall. The mens'
and womens' restrooms are next to each other seperated by a small wall with
drinking fountains on it, and are each located down seperate short corridors
that lead into a tiny lounge space, then into the restroom itself. The two
girls went their way, and I walked towards the men's when all of a sudden,
seemingly out of nowhere, this dirty and burly construction worker walked
quickly past me and turned down the corner into the corridor that led to the
men's room. He looked like he was in a hurry to get there to do his thing. I
also noticed he made no sound whatsoever and also how I didn't see his face as
he strode by me quickly. I went down the hall and into the lounge area and
opened the door into the men's room. I didn't see the construction guy in there
as I walked to the urinal to do my thing. Then when I was done, I was shocked
to see both of the stall's doors open and both were unoccupied. I had to pause
a second and think. He couldn't have walked out in the minute or so I was at
the urinal, I'd have heard the stall door open and him walking behind me. Then
thought maybe he didn't actually come in the restroom but was sitting in the
lounge area and I didn't notice him as I was
walking through. I walked into the little lounge room, and of course it
was empty. I began to wonder if I'd even really seen the construction worker or
if I'd imagined it, but I then realized I did see him, because I could remember
details of what he looked like (like both of the knees of his jeans were torn,
and that he had a reddish flannel shirt on with the sleeves rolled up.) I
waited in the area outside the restrooms for the girls to come out and when
they did, asked if they'd seen the construction worker as they were walking
toward the ladies' room and they said they didn't see any construction worker.
If I wasn't seeing things, then I wonder if what I saw was a ghost
The Large White House on
By: bebopincat@yahoo.com
There is a House on
Salina Central Ghost story
By:
williamcarr05@student.smokyvalley.org
My story..
While I have never seen an actual
ghost, I did recently have an
experience...
I have read about the ghost
haunting
site. Well, I went to that school for a Forensics
(competitive
acting,) tournament. Well, when my whole team was sitting in the
auditorium, waiting for the awards
to be announced, I decided to take a
few pictures, and see what
developed. Well, I took some with a
disposable Fujifilm camera, and
then upon seeing what I was doing, a
friend of mine offered me a
digital phone camera to use. Well, I
took
this, and snapped off a couple at
the curtains on the stage. Well,
when we saw the freeze frames,
there was a strange blue light where the
camera was aimed...
Well,
after this, a friend and I decided to sneak backstage, and take
a look at what we could see. Well, when we got back there, we couldn't
even cross the threshold into the
area itself. We were both hit with a
feeling of paralyzing fear and a
sensation of "fight or flight".
Now,
it should be also noted that my
friend I was with is not scared of
ANYTHING. Well, I managed to get my camera out, I
charged the flash,
called out, "Well, I hope
you're hear", and snapped a picture.
I then
turned to my cold-sweating friend
and said "Let's get the (four letter
word) out of here!" I think we set a speed record running from
that
stage. We then came back a few minutes later, and
were both hit with
the same sensation. I snapped another picture, (this time from
the
front of the stage, through the
curtains,) and we ran again.
Also,
throughout the school you can feel cold spots and presences, and
near the art room you get a
feeling of being not wanted.
(Also I suffer from sleep
paralysis sometimes, and I have had a
prophetic dream., just FYI.)
Kinser Apartment (Real story)
By: arielights@yahoo.com
(This is one of my scarey
experiences... and my name
is Lizzie.))
I was four years old when this
experience happened. I
lived in
Kinser base. I lived there for
almost 5 years, going
to school there and everything
else. One night, I
really needed to go to the
bathroom, so I got out of
my bed I shared with my older
sister. My dad was
asleep and my mom was still awake
(she stays up until
like...four in the morning). My
room was across from
my parents' bedroom, and right by
my parent's room was
the bathroom. Since I was too
scared to go by myself,
I decided to go to the bathroom
with my mother
instead. There was a LONG hallway
to the living room
from my room and my parents' room,
so I had to walk
across that hallway into the
living room where my mom
was. She was watching T.V.,
totally awake. I asked her
if I could go to the bathroom and
that if she could
come with me, but she replied with
a no. Then I asked
again, almost crying, and then she
replied with a yes.
Soon enough, the two of us were
walking towards the
hall, but suddenly my mom stopped
me. There, right in
between the my parents' bedroom
and my bedroom, there
stood a lady ghost. She was
wearing a plain LONG white
dress, blood red lipstick, big
eyes, no legs, and long
black hair. She had an asian kind
of look, kind of
Korean-ish. She stood there,
grinning at my mom and
me. I cried very hard, but all my
mom did was kinda of
shiver and smile at me, saying,
"Honey, don't worry.
It'll be alright." Then the
ghost started talking to
my mom for some reason (Don't ask
me, cause I know
nothing about it that much since I
was four...) in
Korean. My mom since she's full
Korean, understood.
This is what the ghost said:
"Come here...come here,
little child..."
But since I didn't understand
anything, I just cried
and stared blankly. I looked
towards the ghost's
bottom half, and noticed that she
didn't have any legs
or thighs or anything. Only one
long white dress was
covering her. I panicked even
more, looking at my mom.
My mom then started praying (since
we're Christians),
and then the ghost frowned as she
started walking
inside my parents' room. My mom
looked shocked as she
ran towards her room, scared that
the ghost would hurt
my father. I cried even harder, my
eyes more red then
ever. I ran with my little legs
towards my dad's room
and quickly opened the door. We
saw the ghost for only
3 seconds, then she disappeared,
staring into my eyes
while grinning with her blood red
lips. I squeeled in
shock, then cried, then looks at
my mom. My mom nearly
cried as well, but then she kissed
my father gently,
then looked at me with kind eyes.
I hugged her
tightly, hoping never to see that
ghost again.
Blessedly, I didn't, but I hope I
don't, either.
You might not believe this, but it
was true.
Especially in
haunted country, but in Kinser, it
seems like it. Even
my friends say that they have
encountered some
"ghosts" (AKA Demons
from Satan) that have came to
their houses. It's a good thing I
don't live there
anymore...Well, enjoy! I'll think
of some other
encounters I've had...it's been
long ago, so I can't
really remember...Eheh.
HAUNTINGS
By: robertquinn@mindspring.com
I was about in 3rd grade when i
had moved to my
My sister was only like 1
when we moved into that house. During
the daytime and nitetime my sister would often talk to someone, one time my mom
asked her who she was talking to, and she spesifficly said "Celia".
How could a one year old think of a name like that!!!!
A lot of the times my mom would be
sitting on the couch after everyone was asleep, and would hear running
footsteps upstairs. It would go on for about 30 mins. or so and it got to the
point were my mom would go upstairs and say, " Ok were are you, I know
your hear, show yourself!"
Ok this is the last story. When we
were getting ready to move out, my brother, sister, and me were coloring in the
living room when all of a sudden we heard a huge bang!!!! I told them is anyone
was in the kitchen, run upstairs as fast as you can. As soon as we peered
around the corner, I found that the globe that goes over the light bulb was
laying on the floor not broken or anything, just laying there. When I went to
get a good look at it, I saw all the screws had been unscrewed!!! No one had
been in the kitchen!!
I have had MANY more expiriences,
but that's all I'm going to say.
Daddy Hid His Rings
By: Andrea.Daniel@Milliken.com
Hi my name is Andrea, I have several experiences but one stands
out.
When I got married I moved an hour
and a half from home, One night my Daddy
calls me and asked "can you
take me to the Doctor"? He was having a heart
attack. I knew I could never get there quick enough
so I called 911. He
passed away before they got to the
hospital. Now that you know the
background, I'll tell my
story. With the town knowing he had
passed, I
didn't want people there at his
house going through his belongings or
stealing them. I being his only child , and he and my mom
being divorced I
moved up there for a year, until I
got the will probated, and everything
moved, and settled. My Daddy had three rings, that were worth
roughly nine
to ten thousand dollars a piece.
They were no where to be found. I had
just seen them the week before, he
wore them daily. I was starting to
wonder if they had gotten lost at
the hospital, before I got there, I
didn't know. Well two months after his death, I walked in
to the kitchen
and the side by side refrigerator
was to my left. The freezer door was
standing wide open. I called to my
husband, you need to close the
refrigerator door after opening
it. He said, I haven't opened it. There was
only one other person in the house
and that was our daughter, she was only
six months old. so she was out of
the question. I just closed it and
didn't think anything else about
it, "until the next day" it was open
again. this time, my husband was at work, and my
daughter was taking a
nap, I walked into the kitchen and
said, hmmm must be the seal, so I called
and got someone to come look at
it. The Appliance guy looked and inspected,
he said mam there is nothing wrong
with it. I just said ok paid him, and
he left. That night my little girl
woke up so I walked to the kitchen to
make her a bottle. I just used the
light coming from the fridge so I
wouldn't totally wake up. I got
her milk out of the refrigerator, turned
around to the stove to heat her
bottle, and the room got brighter, I looked
behind me, there the freezer door
was open again. Well needless to say that
woke me up. I closed it, and then opened it, and it
seemed normal. A few
weeks went by, and this happened
daily. I never came home and found it
opened, after being gone, it only
happened when I was there. My Daddy had
a little house dog, and one night
when I went to feed her I noticed she was
out of food. I had noticed previously that there was a
pack of hamburger
meat in the freezer " so I
thought I would cook it and feed it to her", so
I
took it out and started cooking it. After a couple of minutes, I saw
"GOLD" There was his
rings pushed down in a pack of ground chuck.
The
freezer door has never opened by
itself again
Doublewide Trailer
By:lisak1280@yahoo.com
About two years ago I lived in an
older double-wide mobile home. I had two
roommates and one of them was the daughter of the owner of the trailer.
We had just watched a horror film
one night and she decided to tell us about things she says happened when she
was younger and the whole family lived in the trailer. The story goes that one night she was asleep
when she woke up for no apparent reason.
She said she was a lil disoriented but sat up and looked by her door,
didn't see anything, and then she looked in her closet and saw a man there,
grinning at her, holding a knife. She says she screamed and her parents came
into her room and turned the light on and he was not there. She thought maybe she was seeing things and
just went back to sleep.
The next night she woke up again,
only this time the man was there, standing, looking at her again. She didn't scream this time, but watched his
movements. He went out her door and into
her sister's bedroom, and she got up and went to her door and he turned back,
looked at her, and stepped further inside and she ran to the room and turned
the light on and he was gone.
Now, I don't know if this is true,
or if she was just doing it to be funny.
It never happened again, according to her.
The real thing I'm writing is
about is what happened a few nights later.
Now, I'm not a person who scares very easily, but the night this
happened I was scared out of my mind....and I still don't know what actually
happened, or if it was just a fluke.
I hadn't even thought about what
my roommate had told us, it just kind of dropped out of my thoughts, so I donno
if I was dreaming about it or what, but I remember I was asleep and woke up
like I had heard something. All I felt
was terror, which is unusual for me. I felt like someone was there, but I
couldn't see or hear anyone. I sleep
with my radio on and turned it down and there was nothing but silence. I laid there, waiting for the feeling to go
away, but it didn't. It got stronger, so
I turned my lamp on and sat up... I
still couldn't see or hear anything but couldn't shake the fear....it was
starting to really bother me. I told
myself I just had a bad dream and layed back down and turn the lamp on low and
turned the music back up and tried to calm down. I closed my eyes and tried to go back to
sleep, but there was just this feeling of sheer terror and it would not go
away. I didn't want to leave my bed, but
I the only thing I could do was go into my roommates room and wake her up. She didn't have that feeling, she didn't
sense anything but she said she's never seen me that scared and it startled
her.
I ended up sleeping with her the
rest of the night, and the next morning felt fine. I never had that experience again, but I've
also never been so terrified of anything, not even as a child. So, I don't know what I felt, but it was
intense and although I didn't see anything, I sure felt something and it wasn't
pleasant.
Another Experience
By: julie.fryer@wamu.net
I was between the ages of 5-8 when
I first started seeing a dark figure in my bedroom at night. I never felt afraid of course & never
really thought of it as strange. I would
just wake up & look straight at him.
I usually saw him standing by a window.
One time I woke to find him at the foot of my bed. Thing about this instance is that the
overhead light in our den was on & the shadow was standing in the
light. I also found it funny that it
looked like my dad standing in his underwear(LOL). I believe that it was my
grandfather whom died when I was 3. I
loved him very much. As I was growing up
we lived in an area that was mostly family around us. My aunt lived in a two store home across the
street from us. Well, as a dare, when
the neighbor hood kids got together to play, we had to walk, not run, around my
aunts house. Needless to say I was the
only one that would walk around this house.
I always felt as if someone was looking out the window at me. Although I never saw anything I always knew
it was there. My children would visit
the new people whom moved in a few years back & they have seen the ghost
sitting on the toilet & it has played with them by pulling their hair or
poking them. I asked the new owners one
day how they liked the house. This was
shortly after they moved in. They said
they liked it fine. Well I then asked
them what they thought about it being haunted & they said how did you
know? I told them I always knew it. Well, they had a few stories like hearing
someone walk around in the hall & on the stairs with a cane, a cat walking
on the bed, even seen a man standing at the foot of the bed when there was a
really bad storm. When the man’s wife
got sick & was in the hospital they-the ghost, seemed to get worried &
they were heard more often around the house.
There were places in the floor that their cat would not walk on. They have a daughter & her husband will
not go into the house if no one is there.
I like to visit the house because it is a very comfortable place for me. The area the house sits on was an old
plantation that was built in the early 1900’s.
These connections did not stop
there. In every instance that I moved
from one place to the next from high school to where I live now has had some
type of feel to it. I have been visited
by my grandmother to tell her goodbye & was visited by her again to
introduce her to my son. She also told
me about heaven, although that part of it I can not recall. These two visits were in dreams. I have also dreamed of thing’s that will
happen. I have been riding in a car
& passed over places where people have died & felt their spirit
there. I had one instance where for 4
days I had the overwhelming feeling of getting hit in the car on the passenger
side while going thru an intersection.
This only happened when I was in the passenger side. Well, on the 4th day I got a phone call from
my brother & his wife’s brother was riding with his cousin & her young
daughter when they went to go thru an intersection & they were hit on his
side of the car which was the passenger side.
Unfortunately they all perished in the crash. After that the feeling was gone. Just recently I crossed a road & got the
overwhelming feeling of complete & utter terror as well as thru out my hand
as if to stop something from hitting me.
I was so overwhelmed about the feeling that I told a friend that there
was going to be a really bad wreck at that section of road. One month later two girls were hit at that
section of road & were burned to death.
Needless to say I tend to listen to my 6th sense because it has helped
me. One more ghost story & I will
save the rest for later.
The year is 1992 & I am
pregnant with my 2nd child. I was living
in a house that was called Five Star because it had 5 points on it just like a
star. Well, while I was pregnant &
in this house I had a lot of activity happen.
I could be standing in the bathroom & hear kids running thru the
house & laughing. I could place my
hand on the wall & see a child drawing on the wall with crayon. Now I need to let you know that the only kids
in the house was my 2 yr old son. He did
a lot of laughing & playing but what I heard & saw was not him. One time I was putting my son to bed &
decided to lay down with him. I had my
back to the door of the room & it was open to the back porch. As I was laying there I felt the bed jerk as if
someone grabbed the post & shook it.
I turned around to find no one there.
I continued to lay with my back to the door & within 1 minute of the
last shake the bed was shook again. I
said, “OK, apparently you don’t want me to lay with my back to the door. Is this better?” I turned over & faced the door & it
quit. I was sitting on the sofa one day
watching TV with my legs crossed so I was not touching the floor at all &
the couch was lifted off the floor twice.
I went looking for my husbands friend one day-he lived in the house to
but had a hidden room kind of. You had
to go thru one room’s closet to get to his room. Well, as I walked into the closet I saw a man
standing in it. I said,” Excuse me, I’m
just looking for Billy.” Well, I never
left the closet so the man was standing 2-3 inches away from me & I looked
in Billy’s room to find no one there. I
said to the man, “ I guess he went for a walk of something” & turned around
& the man was gone. Now the house
had hardwood floors all in it & anyone whom has hardwood floors knows they
are not very quiet. He would have bumped
into me getting out of the closet & I would have heard him walk away. But, he was not there at all. I found out later that someone hung
themselves in that closet. I moved from
the house 1 month before my daughter was born.
Well, when she finally came into the world after 11 ½ hours of hard
labor I find that my daughter was born full veil. That explained all the things that happened
to me while I was pregnant with her. The
activity was so much more. Anyway, she
actually told me what happened the day she was born. She recalls being really warm-still in the
oven-then seeing a bright light & she got really cold & then she
recalls being placed on the cart with the see thru walls & leaving the
room. I was not surprised she remembered
it due to I knew she was veiled when born.
She does not like the fact that spirits are drawn to her or act up when
she has company. The house we live in
now was built in 1910 & there is a little girl whom resides there. I have felt her around & my daughter has
heard her slam doors & walk down the hall way. I have someone coming to the house that can
see ghost to tell me who she is. I have
heard her call my best friends name when she had come over to spend the
night. It was funny to see my friend go
look for whom called her. She then comes to me & says I know I heard
someone call my name. I said yes, I
heard it to. She said come to think
about it I heard a little girl. I said
yes, I heard it to. She said but Liz is
not here-my daughter. I said no she’s
not. Hence, could not be anyone but the
ghost b/c it was a little girl’s voice & the only little girl was not
there. I have more stories to tell but
this has gotten really long. Hope it is
not to much. Feel free to put on your
website but please leave my name off. I
will write again soon.
Thanks for your interest in my
stories.
Dealing with Evil
By: julie.fryer@wamu.net
Experience # 3
After my 1st child was born my
husband & I moved into an old mobile home that was situated right off a
main highway. Well, from the start I
felt there was something not right about the house. I did not feel comfortable leaving my son
anywhere but in the dining room or den area.
We also had a separate den area that his crib was in & I was ok with
that room. The mobile home was an older
70 rounder model that had a den (sons room), my bedroom small bath & a
storage room built off the back side & a bedroom, den & porch built on
the front side. Well, when I was there
by myself with my son I always had a bad feeling about the storage room &
bath in the back area of the home. There was a pin hole in the wall between the
storage room & my small bath in my bedroom that I would have to cover whenever
I was in there because I could feel something bad watching me. I had a dog at the time & she would stand
in front of the storage room with her hair raised & growl really deep but
she would not go into the room. Neither
would I. I ended up taking my dog to a friend’s
house b/c the house became infested with fleas & no matter what we did we
could not get ride of them. Every time I
would put my son in the bathtub I would be terrified that he was going to drown
so I would put very little water in the tub.
I also noticed that there was a permanent stain in the tub that looked
like rust. No matter how hard I scrubbed
this stain would not leave. When in the
front bedroom, which looked across the hall from the storage room you always
felt like someone was going to walk in any moment. We even had friends that would come over
& they were spooked by these back rooms also. Anyway, we stayed about 6 months there. After we moved out I found out that the house
use to be used for satanic rituals & gatherings. The front bedroom that was across from the
storage room was used as the meeting place.
There was a couple that found out they were going to have a baby &
they had decided to get out of the cult.
Well, the rest of the group decided that they could not get out & the
guy was told he was to sacrifice his child.
Needless to say the boy was killed & the girl was knocked out &
the rest to the group took her baby & sacrificed it in the tub. I was really glad to be away from that
house. There was also a house that sat beside
the one we lived in. We had a few
friends over one night & they decided to check this house out. Well, one of our friends ended up missing. They looked everywhere in the house &
around the house looking for him. They
all, with the exception of Danny, came back to my house looking for him. Danny was no where to be found. About 30 minutes later while we were trying
to figure out where he could be Danny comes walking up totally white faced
& sweating. We asked him where he
was & he said over at the house next door.
He said he got light headed & passed out & when he came to he
was leaning against a wall & his watch was missing. He noticed this because he didn’t know how
long he had been out. Well we never
found his watch & we never did find out where he had disappeared to. I have figured that when evil is around it
likes to play very bad tricks on you.
Funny thing is when I really thought about the area I never saw any
animals besides my dog. No birds,
strays, nothing. Hope you enjoyed this one.
Trenton, NJ
By: SilviaAM@jag.navy.mil
I purchased this home in 1974 just
months after the first owner passed away in her sleep at age 104. I was inexpicitly drawn to one bedroom and
although it was the smallest bedroom I made it into the master bedroom.
One night I felt someone shaking
me awake. I opened my eyes and saw
flames on the ceiling. I ran to the
hallway and into the guest bedroom and felt it getting hotter and hotter. When I got to the window I saw the house next
door was on fire and the trees and leaves between the properties were on
fire. I called the fire department and
our house was saved. However, when I
went back to the bedroom my husband was asleep and had not shook me awake. Also, there was no way I could have seen
flames on the ceiling because the bedroom was in the opposite side of the house
as the fire.
At
After redecorating, I moved the
master bedroom to one of the larger rooms and made the other room into the
guest room. Whenever a male stayed in
that room they would tell me that could feel a presence come into the room and
were quite frightened. Late one night my
brother in law was returning to the bedroom from the bathroom and felt someone
push him down the stairs. Our ghost
never seemed to bother a female guest.
I sold the house in 1984 when I
moved to