A Tale of the Frozen Voice

By: viperdrive_2000@hotmail.com

      I have been a reader of shadowlands for quite a while ..this is a story

      that my people of the Kaska Dena First Nation in the South Eastern part

      of the Yukon.. These are spirits that can imitate people, animals and

      even vehicles soem time . There are called "frozen voice" or  "gitidzi"

      in the kaska language. As i was growing up i have heard many stories

      concerning the frozen voice. These spirits can imitate a person that you

      know, or a animal and even machery  (eg trucks, skidoos etc..)yet a

      person could not see these spirits but animals can.  Well this story was

      awhile back and thinking about it sends shivers up my spine.  Well my

      cousin was travelling to Watson Lake from Ross River and there vehicle

      broke down  late at nite so they decided to stay at this abandon cabin

      nearby. As they were getting ready to sleep they could hear noises

      inside the cabin,which sounded like a dog walking around with long

      nail...and also sound like it was bumping into things like a pop can in

      the darkness with in the cabin.My cousin quickly turned on the flash

      light to scan around the room hoping to find what was causing the noise.

      Yet, he could not see what it was but the noise continued.  My cousins

      father new about what was going on and told him just to ignore it . The

      spirits can sense fear and  will get even worse , that how my cousin was

      feeing getting more scared and that is when they started to hear noises

      going up/down the stove pipe...like a squirrel. The scary thing was that

      the stove was going at the time and you can see the redness from the

      fire inside. My cousin's father knew that his son was getting freaked

      out by this and tried his best to clam him down, but it wasn't doing any

      good. Later in the nite the frozen voice was in full force as it  was

      feeding off my cousins fear.. Then all of a sudden it stop for about 20

      mins or so then without warning my cousin and his father heard something

      that they weren't ready for...A loud cry of a newborn baby underneth

      there cot ..that is when they had enough..and left the cabin without

      looking back...My grandfather said a long time ago they use to kill

      people and said that they could see a person get torn to pieces in front

      of them , but this was along time ago...when Sugiyah(good person)was a

      person with good medicine that made them stop.  To this day there are

      many places that these spirits reside.I was told never to speak of this

      spirit because if a person talks about it  it will come and bother you

      as well., and not to make loud noise in the wilderness as well

      if you were interested in this story .. i have many other stories that

      i would be glady to tell .

 Ghosts Real or Fake

By: nikki-jay@msn.com

i have never seen a ghost but have felt the presence of one a few times. it is at my step brotheres house. i went there because my dad was taking my step mom out. when i got there we were messing around for a bit , then we sat down to watch t.v when we heard banging in the bed room above like a ball bouncing. we experimented with a ball and found the sound was just like that. i was scared and the room was freezing cold. not because of the ghost because she forgot gas and couldnt get it anywhere.

the next time i went it was worse it sounded like some one had opend the door ran upstairs the slamed a door shut agen. we both went in the kitchen and the kitchen door was not open and was no longer locked.

i went again and this time the telly kept on turning off and the volume kept going up and down and off alltogether. then we heard shuffleing in the kitchen like some one messing about in the cupboards but again no one there. that night i slept over the night but was so scared we slept in the same bed. then in the middle of the night her dog woke us up staring at a spot in the room then the banging started again. i have to truley say i was so scarey i would never ever stop the night again!    

Disrepect will Cause Trouble

By: legatoistheman@gmail.com

Me and a group of friends went to a small college up in the mountains

of Pennsylvania called Mansfield University.  At night there was

nothing to do so we would sometimes drive a half an hour to an hour or

so to random graveyards in the middle of nowhere.  One night we drove

up to a graveyard which is i think west of mansfield.  We had been to

that graveyard before so we were familiar with the surroundings and

the sounds and phenomena that could take place there.

That night there were a bunch of people who just went along because

they were bored and my  friends dan and dave, the leaders of the group

believed in ghosts but didnt really get that scared about anything.

Dave had an emf detector.  We were out in the middle of nowhere and

that night there were no emf alerts from it at all.

Some of the people we were with, mainly one girl was very

disrespectful, and while we were there the emf detector started going

off with strong readings, and right about that time we heard a growl

or shaking or both, coming from the graveyard.  Needless to say the

people that usually werent scared ran to the cars along with me and my

girlfriend, and we drove away as fast as we could.

It turned out later that we found out that the disrespectful girl

couldnt hold her bladder and went to the bathroom in the graveyard.  I

think the spirits didnt like that and thats why it happened.  It was

the freakiest night of our lives.

We went back to that cemetary again and nothing happened because

unlike that girl we are always respectful of the spirits.

I just wanted to relate this story to you and see if you have

encountered anything similar

Woodlawn, Texas

By: christim77575@yahoo.com

I was raised by my grandparents in a very small town north of Marshall, Texas. At the time of my grandmothers death, I was engaged to a man that I had been dating for a few years. Obviously, she had known him. In October 1999, two-and-one-half years after her death, my fianci and I split up and I started dating another man. He moved in with me in the house I grew up in with my grandparents. About a month into the relationship, he was sitting in our living room watching television. He saw me walk by the doorway into the kitchen and asked me to get him a drink. When I did not respond, he asked again. Once again, with no response, he got up to see why I was ignoring him. To his surprise, the kitchen was completely empty. He figured I left the room without his noticing. He came to the bedroom where I was folding laundry and asked why I didnt answer him when he talked to me earlier. I told him that I had been in the bedroom the entire time and had no clue as to what he was referring. He asked if I had changed clothes as well. When I said no, he became a little edgy. He told me he saw "me" walk by him into the kitchen. Then he said I was wearing a green t and white shorts. He also thought my hair was pulled back because it seemed short. What he was describing to me, was how my grandmother usually dressed when she was alive. She had short hair and she always sat at the kitchen table to read while my grandfather watched television in the living room. I told him this and he got a little nervous. About a week later, he was coming out of the bathroom and heard his named being called from what used to be my grandmothers bedroom. I only used this room as storage.. I couldnt yet bring myself to use the room. He opened the door, thinking I was in there going through boxes and needed his help. Once again, there was no one in the room. He slammed the door and came running into the kitchen where I was. He told me he loved me, but my grandmother was really scaring him. There were instances of us "misplacing" car keys and the like. I thought long and hard about the things that were happening and came to a conclusion. I figured that since my grandmother never got to meet my new beau, this was her way of testing him to see if he was going to be a good match for me.

Part of the Family

By: Sheri.Highfield@wcaa.us

I had an experience with a friendly ghost for about 12 years.  I grew up

in a small city in Michigan.  My parents bought their first house in the

mid 1970's.  It was a bungalow built in the 50's.   Sometime around

1979, may have been earlier than that, the ghost first appeared to my

mom during the night in my parents bedroom.  The ghost was a man, in his

30's.  My mom was the only one who ever seen the ghost.  My dad and I

did not believe her at first, although, I would hear what sounded like

someone walking around upstairs and going up and down the steps but I

never thought much of it.  My mom would not tell anyone about the ghost

because she thought people would think she was weird.  The ghost would

put items in different places or she would not be able to find an item

for a long time and then suddenly it would pop up where it was supposed

to be.  The ghost would go to work with my mom.  She owned a hair salon

and when she was there alone the hangers on he coat rack in the front of

the salon would move like someone was playing with them.  When I got to

be a teenager in the 80's I began to realize the ghost was real.  I

would hear him walking around upstairs and going up and down the steps.

I always felt the ghost was around.  It was like I could feel his

presence.  I was never afraid of him.  My mom was making cookies in the

kitchen early one morning and he appeared in the diningroom and she

would ask him to go away and he would leave.  He came with us on

vacation one year when we went to Niagara Falls.  He would turn on the

motel room lights in the middle of the night while we were sleeping and

turn on the radio in the room.  For the longest time though, my mom was

the only one who seen him.  Finally, around 1991 when I was 21 years

old,  the ghost woke me up one morning.  It was about 7:30am and I woke

up to something touching my face.  I opened my eyes and the ghost was at

the side of my bed and he had touched my face.  My bedroom was now in my

parents old room where my mom had first seen the ghost.  I was really

excited that I finally got to see the ghost.  He only stayed a few

minutes, like he was just curious as to who I was.  He was probably in

his 30's and he was wearing a hat and had a moustache.  He was always

with us the entire time we lived in that house.  I moved out in 1993 and

then my parents had a new home built in 1995, so since then we have not

experienced any more ghosts. 

I do not know who lived in that house before us, but I did hear that

many years before we lived in that house, that a young man, who lived in

the house next door was working on his roof and fell off the ladder into

what would be our backyard and died.  So I'm thinking maybe that is who

the ghost is.  He was never mean and never scared us on purpose.  It was

kind of like he was hanging around to be part of a family or something.

I always wonder if he is still in my old house.

House Ghost

By: melkins@cebridge.net

My parents bought some undeveloped land in the country in southern Texas in the mid-70s and built a 3 story house (two above ground, one below). Not far away from the land is a small cemetery - it contained a few infants' and one older person's headstones.  I guess I'm the first to experience our friendly ghost.  While up late at night reading, I heard some cabinets in the kitchen right down the hall open and close - but couldn't see the kitchen light on under my door.  I immediately got up and went into the kitchen and turned on the light. No one was there - and after talking to my family the next day, no one had gotten up in the middle of the night...my parents' room was above mine, so I always heard when they walked across the room and down the stairs and my bros. room was right across the hall- I'd have run into one of them if they had been up.  My family started teasing me about hearing things.  My next experience was when I was home alone - I was in the living room reading . The couch was against the wall with the stairwell going up.All of a sudden, I heard steps coming down the stairs....I was so terrified, I slowly looked up, expecting to see a hand on the hand rail.  Getting up my nerve, I walked to the front of the stairs and no one was there. My father claimed for years that I was just hearing the walls creak.  I'd lived in the house for a long enough  time to tell the difference in wall creaking and stair walking.  My family continued to tease me.  Until the day of my brothers' experience. They were alone in the house, down stairs playing pool.  They heard the front door open and close, and heard someone walking into the kitchen (above them). They hollared at my dad - whom they thought it was. When he didn't respond, they looked at each other and walked upstairs to the first floor.  The front door was still locked and there was no one in the house.  Since that time, my mother has heard several things, my father has heard a gonging in the house (something you just don't hear out there), and my parents have both felt someone leaning or kneeling on the foot of their bed while they were in bed - not asleep. When the light was turned on, no one was there.  Now, they don't tease me any more   - we just joke about Casper our friendly ghost. We've never seen him/her, but have heard plenty of noises he/she makes.  Any time I'm visiting now, and am there alone- I always walk in with a greeting, "Hello, Casper! I'm home!"

As the house was built by my parents, and we don't really know the history of the land, we've no idea who it could be.

Hauntings

By: ltiger698@comcast.net

I use to live in a house on becker terrace

in irvington now that house was haunted!

my x husband and two kids lived there for 4 years , my x never belive me or my daughter about seeing things in that house now was back in 1992-1996, I was the first to see the man in the bathroom mirrow god I was scared

and then I saw him looking out my son's window but no one belive me till my daughter saw the man on the stairs the day she was cleaning! she was so scared she was yelling so loud she told me it was a black man and he walked up the stairs and went right thu the wall

after that I put a cross above her bed and always found it upside down! and things stared to disapair and we would found them in the attic or an other room, I would some times fall a sleep on the soft and then I would feel like someone was chokeing me there was one time my daughter saw marks on my neck! my wedding dress was found hanging upside down in the attic , but still my x didn't belive me or my daughter cause nothing ever happn't to him

I found out that a long time ago that a man died of a heartatt in the kitchen ,but I don't know I always felt evil in that house,nothing was ever founf out about a haunting thu but I  know that it was ! 

Ghosts Tags Along

By: hemi68@earthlink.net

Hi, I have an experience I would like to share and perhaps get some answers to my questions. Three of us went to check out the Amity Hall Inn, listed in your Pennsylvania hauntings directory. Two adults and one teen. We didn't intend to enter the building or take any photos, we just turned around in the parking lot and shined the car lights on it. We didn't see anything there, but we smelled a freshly opened can of coffee and an odd smell, like a decaying smell. We were only there for about 5-10 minutes and left. We proceded back on the highway to Lewistown, PA. About 3-5 minutes after leaving the Inn, we saw a bright light flash in the passenger side window, but there were no other cars on the highway at that time. Almost immediately after that, I saw a hand appear from my rear bumper as if to grab onto something and tag along. I was startled and then saw an old man's face floating in my back seat. I was crying and closed my eyes in hopes it would all go away. I calmed down and we drove a little more. Another bright light directly in front of us zoomed up and flew over the top of the car. We heard something let loose from the car that sounded like a large rock hit the rear end. We continued driving and felt like our hair was full of static like after a balloon is rubbed on your head. There were tingly sensations all around. It lasted almost the whole trip home. We pulled in at our local 24 hour grocery store and checked out the rear end and passenger side of the car. My hub cap looked like someone put an autobody grinder against it and sanded it in multiple places. We found some scratches on the paint and a small hand print on the rear passenger window. The hand print was made from the outside, so it was not made by the teen in the car because none of us got out of the car until we got to the super market. I have had many ghostly experiences like ghosts following you rom house to house, but never one that tagged along on a moving car. Can anyone please tell me what may have happened and why?

Ghost Sightings/ My Sons Imaginary Friend

By: Drewmama1958@aol.com

Hello,  I believe I have been sensitive to ghosts since I was a child.  I grew up in a rather odd family, seances, tarot card readings, tales of the afterlife, etc.  I was taught to believe in what I saw and felt.  So, here is a story, that truly occurred back in 1988, in Riverside County, CA.

I was living in a Domestic Violence Shelter in a old home built about 1880.  One night all of us women were watching movies downstairs, and the restroom downstairs was busy.  So I went upstairs in the dark, to use the other restroom.  Well there at the top of the stairs was a latching gate that was to remain locked at all times, because of the small children.  Well, I unlatched the gate and ran to the restroom and proceeded to park myself on the toilet with the bathroom door open onto the landing.  As I was sitting there looking into the landing and hallway I saw the figure of an elderly woman, in period clothes from the 1800's walk over and latch the gate that I had left undone.  I was intrigued, and remained calm, just watching.  She then turned to me and smiled, then just disappeared.  So when I went downstairs, I asked a counsler if I could have a moment of her time, and I related what I had just seen to her.  She said that, yes the house was haunted by an elderly couple whom they believed to be the original builders and owners of the home.  She said that, she hoped I would keep this to myself because she did not want the others to be frightened.  But she said, that many people had seen the ghosts and they all felt that they were benign and only watching out for the children.  The other thing that occurred here was that my three year old son began talking and playing with someone that I could not see.  But to him, this child was very real.

My son would sit out in the backyard apparantly talking to himself.  Entertaining himself.

jThe counselers even remarked how well he played by himself for his age.  But upon closer examination and observation and listening I began to think he could see something.  So I asked him on day who he was talking to and he said my friend.  I said where is your friend and my son said can't you see him?  He's right there.  So I proceeded to ask my son other questions  and he was adamant, his friend was there.  So this leads to a question that I have.  Once we moved into out own apartment, my son insisted that his friend had come with us.  He had me set a place at the table for him and he was always talking to someone.

Is it possible that this little ghost followed us to our new home?

This took place for about a year and a half, then he just was gone.

To this day, my son who is twenty years old now, and in the Army, he still tells me his friend was real, at least to him.

I just wanted to share this, maybe get a little feedback.

I love your web-site, and enjoy wandering cemeteries and takeing pictures of gravestones.

I have had many paranormal experiences and would like to share them with you and your readers from time to time.

Thank you for your time.

Conroe Texas

By: christim77575@yahoo.com

In June 2000, my husband and I moved into the Treehouse Apartments in Conroe. I was four months pregnant with our first child and really excited to move into a two-bedroom place. We had the time of our lives decorating the nursery. I started noticing strange things about three weeks after we moved. I was taking my afternoon nap while my husband was at work when I suddenly awoke to a child calling for "Mom." The sound was coming from the nursery. I opened the door to find nothing out of the ordinary and just dismissed it as our down-stairs neighbors. The thing was, I happened at 1:00. The children downstairs were still in school. We had a kitten at the time, and he acted as cats do. After that incident, he began to act very strange. He would hide under the furniture of whichever room he was in. I had to start feeding him under our bed! We didnt have a washer and dryer, so we took our laundry to my in-laws house and stayed the night. When we returned the next day, our television was on. This was strange because the television was plugged into an outlet that was controlled by a switch. We left the switch off. When turned on, the TV automatically came on to channel 3. You had to turn it to channel 4 to get the cable box to work. Also, the channel on the cable box had been changed. No one else (other than the apartment complex) had a key to our apartment, so it was really strange that this had occurred. We never saw anything like a ghost in the apartment, it was just those two incidents. After that, I had to put the litter box under our bed as well. My poor kitty would not leave the security of under the bed. One night while we were sleeping, e cat jumped up onto the bed with us, yowling loudly. We could not get him calm and he refused to come out from under the covers. We moved by the end of the week.

Baytown Texas

By: christim77575@yahoo.com

I have had a few encounters with what I consider to be ghosts, but this was by far the scariest. In June 2001, my husband, son, and I moved into Bay Harbor Apartments in Baytown. The week before we came, there was a shoot-out between the police and a resident and that apartment was still boarded up and had many visible bullet holes in it. Our apartment was a few buildings over - closer to the back of the complex. A couple of months after we moved in, we started noticing things happening in our sons room. He was 1 = at the time and still slept in a crib. The crib still had a mobile, and a toy that played songs and lit up when you rolled a bar at the bottom of it. John and I were up watching TV one night when we heard the toy start playing. We went in to see if our son was awake, and he was sound asleep. We just shrugged it off and went to bed. This same thing happened the very next night, and again, he was asleep. We decided to put his crib in our room. It didnt happen again. We eventually took the crib down and put him in a toddler bed. We put him down for the night and I left our door open to hear him if he woke up or was getting into anything. I suddenly had an irresistible urge to check on him. I did not hear any sound coming from our room, but there was a weird odor in the air. As I came around the corner and into the doorway, I saw my son standing against the wall. We had a very heavy lamp on a night table between our beds. The lamp was lying in the middle of the toddler bed, on its side. The bulb had burned through the shade and was beginning to burn the top sheet of my sons covers. There was no possible way the lamp had fallen or been knocked over and landed in that way on his bed. It was equally as impossible for him to have picked it up and put it there himself. I removed the lamp from the room and our son began sleeping in the bed with us. I had his old room set up as a play-room and he would stay in there ll day long. One morning, he fell asleep on the couch and I left him there for his nap. I was making my rounds in the apartment doing my daily cleaning. When I finished his play-room, I shut the door behind me. There was no person or animal in that room when I left. My sons great-grandfather bought him a toy that had a motion sensor in it. When it was activated, the toy would whistle and say "I Love You." As I was in the kitchen washing dishes, I heard it go off. Thinking my son was awake, I opened the bedroom door. I saw nothing. I shut the door again and went to check on my son. He was still asleep on the couch! During the course of his one-hour nap, the toy continuously went off. I went into the room, grabbed the toy and changed the batteries. I thought this would solve the problem. It did not. I finally took the batteries out and removed the box entirely so there would be no way it could come to life again. The majority of toys that he played with were moved into the living room. No one ever really went into that room again. I remembered what happened before we moved in and I went to ask the management if anything similar had occurred in our apartment. I was told that "management" had recently changed and the current people had no record of anything happening there. We stayed until our lease was up and then got the heck out of Dodge!

Apartment Poltergeist

By: berniemmccarthy@eircom.net

Hello! I thought this experience was worth sharing as it freaked the hell out of me and the few people I have shared it with......

I was nineteen at the time and me and my best friend, Sally, had just moved into a flat in an old, dilapidated building block of flats.

The flat was a bit run down, but we were really excited about redoing it and we were so happy to have a place of our own at last. It was the middle of July, so we weren't thinking of school yet!

Sally was working at her day job at the local department store. I was alone relaxing with a cup of coffee in front of the TV in my bedroom. Despite the hot day outside I found myself shivering, an intense cold air had filled the room. Suddenly, the end of my bed sank as if someone had sat down beside me. I was really freaked out and ran for the main room. It was warm again and I was filled with relief. I didn't tell Sally because I didn't want to sound stupid. This happened at least a dozen times in the next week. I was so sick of it I even thought about calling an exorcist, but I knew that I didn't have much to tell him.``

One night I woke up to find an old man sitting on the bottom of my bed looking at me. I tried to scream, but nothing came out. Eventually he disappeared. This happened several nights in a row. I was so freaked out I knew there was only one man for the job, the retired priest that lived down the road, Fr.Conway, exorcist extradonaire.

The next evening when Sally was out I called Fr. Conway and he arrived at once. He entered my room and immediately detected an entity. He lit a circle of candles and placed them on the floor. He called on the spirit and suddenly I realised I did not want to witness the exorcism. I suppose I was scared. I waited in the living room until about fifteen minutes later I heard Fr. Conway giggling and talking softly. I didn't know what to do so I waited until about ten minutes later when Fr. Conway emerged. He said its going to take a lot longer than expected and that he will return this time next week. This went on for the next two months until I finally asked Fr. Conway what was going on. I demanded to know, I had been afraid to sleep for the past eight weeks, for gods sake! He finally confessed and told me he had been having an intimate relationship with my ghost! I couldn't believe it I told him I wanted him and the ghost out...NOW! He reluctantly agreed and entered my room. He spoke gently and said, "come now, Albert, its time to go, by the way, I've got a spacious bedroom...and a double bed." I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Fr. Conway turned to me and said, "ok, he has agreed to leave with me, sorry for your trouble." As Fr. Conway bent down to pick up his candles, I saw a shocking pink thong protrude from his trouser and I saw a ghostly hand move up his left trouser leg and lovingly caress his left buttock. Fr. Conway giggled, patting the hand in appreciation, but softly murmured, "I prefer it at the front." He stood up and left the room. As he walked through the front door of the flat I noticed a swelling begin to emerge in his private area... just as if a ghostly hand had answered his 'private' request. I slammed the door, just as I heard him groan with pleasure with a smug, self-satisfied expression on his face.

This was truly my freakiest experience EVER 

The Man Upstairs

By: jasber666@yahoo.com

The story I am writing to you involves myself and many other people as witnesses.There were many events that took place in the the same old brick farmhouse outside of Black Earth, WI.

The first story is one that I will never forget. It was late in the evening on a summer night, my friends and I were playing a game in the old farmhouse. Beth, the girl who was living in the house at the time, decided to go to bed. She went upstairs alone and the rest of us just sat around talking. Moments later, I heard the most blood-curdling scream ever, and immediatly after the scream, the wind chime (inside the house) chimed. Bridget(another friend) ran up to see what was wrong.They both came back downstairs and Beth told us what happened.

She told us that she was laying in bed and she saw a shadow of a man in her doorway, she called out "John"? (that is her brothers name who also lived in the house.) And there was no response. She said that she thought it was her brother and turned over to go to sleep. Then what happened next gave me chills down my spine, and I felt very uncomfortable. She said (beth) that she felt someone crawl into bed with her and she was frozen. When she reached over she said she could feel someone laying next to her! She tried to speak but nothing would come out. Beth claimed that the "ghost" told her to "get out of my room" and that was when we heard her scream.

That is not the only instance, My sister lived in the same for a while. She said she never saw anyone in her room, but there were imprints in her mattress as if someone had been sitting there. She also saw a man with his head bent down in an old car on the property.

One other night my sister a friend named scott and myself were having a few beers and scott asked to use the bathroom. We told him it was at the top of the stairs, so he relieved himself and came back down and told my sister that she had left her curling iron on, but that he turned it off. A little later, my sister went to use the bathroom and returned and said that scott must not have turned off the curling iron because it was on when she went in there. We didn't think much of it, but when my sister went to the bathroom again it was turned back on, no one else was in the bathroom between her visits, and no one else was in the house.

The Little Girl Who Wants to Play

By:ghosthunter001@yahoo.com

This is a personal experience that two of my friends

and I experienced this phenomenon. I even discovered a

photograph of her on the internet.

 It all started about 5 months ago. It was then that

my friend, Sammy, saw the apparition at his

girlfriend's house. While sitting on the couch, he

felt a cold draft and turned in the direction it was

orienting from. There, he saw a little girl about 4

feet tale wearing an off white dress, like the kind

that small ladies wore to church in the 1800's. Her

blank, black eyes stared at him as if looking into his

soul. Her mouth moved as if she was murmuring words,

but no audible sound was heard. The little girl's

spirit pointed her long, narrow, bony finger at Sammy

and disappeared. The gripping fear encumbered Sammy.

His girlfriend had to snap him out of the trance.

 The next day, he told my friends Aaron, Brian, and

Steven. They were stricken with hair raising power as

Sammy dictated his horrible experience.

 The three later decided that he was reciting

something from a Steven King novel. They laughed and

told him their thesis. Sammy warned them that they

shouldn't taunt the little girl. They laughed and

proceeded home.

 About a week later, Brian was laying his bed deep

within sleep. Suddenly, he heard a blood curtailing

scream at his window. He looked over, for he had a

front row seat to the apparitions performance. She

just stood there, beating the window with the palm of

her ghostly hand. Brian jumped up, having in mind to

wake his brothers, for you see, the two other people I

mentioned are his them. They too had heard the

screaming, and ran to Brians room. There, he

explained the chilling events. The brothers then

decided that maybe Sammy wasnt lying.

 The next day, Aaron told me what happened. Being a

ghost researcher, I decided to assist them in this

freak happening of the paranormal. There for about 2

months, I never even heard a bump in the night ,

little lone the murmuring gasps of the little girl.

Then, one morning at 5:00 AM, I awoke with a feeling

that I was not alone. Suddenly, a cold draft blew

through the room, making goose bumps erect upon my

skin. I looked in the area between my television and

my dresser. There, the apparition of a little girl

walked toward me, murmuring incomprehensible words. I

only stared at it, hoping I was deep within a surreal

dream. Only one thought came to mind: shine a light

upon it. I grabbed the flashlight beside my bed and

shined upon the little girls face. She continued to

step forward, dissolving  into a mist from the feet up

until completely  invisible.

 The little girl that wants to play still haunts the

four of us. Later, she became accompanied by a large

tall black thing in a monk cowl. He only appears

rarely, but it is not as hair raising as the little

girl that wants to play.

Toledo Bend Lake

By: MrtBt7@aol.com

FROM NOV. 1987 THRU NOV. 1989, I LIVED IN SPRINGHILLS SUBDIVISION, RIGHT ON THE EDGE OF TOLEDO BEND LAKE, 21 MILES S. OF HEMPHILL, TX.  I COULD SEE THE LAKE AND THE LOUISIANA SHORELINE FROM MY BACK DECK.

SOMETIMES DURING THE NIGHTS I WOULD AWAKEN TO THE SOUND OF OLD BALLROOM MUSIC, LIKE DURING THE CIVIL WAR DAYS, AND HEAR PEOPLE TALKING IN A VERY FLUID LANGUAGE I COULDN'T UNDERSTAND, AND I DECIDED IT MUST BE FRENCH.  AN OLD TOWN WAS FLOODED, ALONG WITH THE RAILROAD TRACK THAT PASSED THRU IT, TO CONSTRUCT AND FORM TOLEDO BEND.  UPHILL FROM ME, A MILE OR TWO AWAY, WAS A VERY OLD CEMETERY NAMED ROSEHILL, OR ROSEMONT, OR ROSE SOMETHING.

I WAS TOLD ABOUT ALL THIS, AND THAT THE AREA WAS VERY HISTORIC, WHEN I RELATED WHAT I WAS HEARING TO A NEIGHBOR FRIEND.

IT WAS QUITE COMFORTING WHEN I WOULD HEAR THE MUSIC AND THE CONVERSATIONS.  I FINALLY TOLD MY HUSBAND, WHO LATER HEARD IT TOO, BUT WAS NOT COMFORTED BY THE EXPERIENCE.

I NOW LIVE IN DAYTON, TEXAS, 7 MILES WEST OF LIBERTY, TEXAS.  I AM SURPRISED YOU DON'T HAVE AN GHOST STORIES INVOLVING LIBERTY, AS IT WAS SETTLED MAINLY BY SPAINISH LAND GRANTS, THE SANISH AND THE FRENCH.  I'VE HEARD TALES OF SEVERAL HAUNTED HOMES AND THE OLD CATHOLIC "MERCY HOSPITAL CONVENT".  I KNOW WHERE TWO OF THESE HOMES ARE AND HAVE HAD AN ACCOUNTING BY A FRIEND OF MINE WHO ONCE LIVED IN ONE OF THE HOUSES.  THEIR KITCHEN LIGHT WOULD BE TURNED ON, WHITE POWDERY FOOTPRINTS WOULD BE DOWN THE HALL, AND SHE AWOKE ONE NIGHT WITH HANDS PRESSING INTO HER BACK.  THE OTHER HOUSE WAS SAID TO HAVE CHAIRS ROCK BY THEMSELVES, MUSIC HEARD AND PEOPLE SPEAKING IN FLUENT FRENCH.  LIBERTY IS A VERY OLD TOWN AND I'M SURE THERE ARE MANY MORE HAUNTINGS THAN WHAT I'VE HEARD.

DAYTON:  A BEST FRIEND OF MINE DIED, AT THE AGE OF ABOUT 23, IN THE EARLY SIXTIES, FROM HODGEKINS (SP) DISEASE.  I HAD A LONG CLOSET ACROSS ONE WALL IN MY HOME WITH CURTAINS HUNG ALL THE WAY ACROSS THE FRONT.  MY SON WAS AROUND 4 YEARS OF AGE AND HE HAD THE HABIT OF COMING IN AT NIGHT AND STANDING BY MY BEDSIDE UNTIL I AWOKE.  I FUSSED AT HIM FOR DOING THIS AND TOLD HIM TO WAKE ME, NOT JUST STAND THERE BECAUSE IT SCARED ME WHEN I AWOKE.  ONE NIGHT, SHORTLY AFTER MY FRIENDS FUNERAL, I AWOKE, SAW A FIGURE STANDING BY MY BED, THOUGHT IT WAS MY SON AND IMMEDIATELY FUSSED AT HIM FOR NOT WAKING ME UP, REALIZED IT WAS WAY TOO TALL TO BE MY SON, ALL THE CURTAINS ON THE CLOSET WERE BLOWING AROUND AND I SAT UP AND THE FIGURE DISSAPPEARED. I SEARCED THE ENTIRE HOUSE BUT NOTHING WAS THERE.  I THEN REALIZED IT WAS MY FRIEND. I HAD HEARD WHEN PEOPLE COME BACK TO YOU THEY NEED YOUR PRAYERS, SO, I PRAYED FOR HER AND I'VE NEVER SEEN HER, IN ANY MANNER, AGAIN.

MILDRED 1974: 8 MILES SOUTH OF CORSICANA, OFF OF PALESTINE HWY.. MY THREE SONS AND HUSBAND WAS AT A FOOTBALL GAME AT A LITTLE COUNTRY SCHOOL ABOUT A MILE AWAY.  I DECIDED TO BAKE A CAKE FOR THEM TO EAT WHEN THEY RETURNED.  I WAS PLAYING SOME MUSIC AND LIT 3 CANDLES ON THE TABLE WHILE I COOKED.  I HAD A SPITZ DOG IN THE HOUSE AND A SIAMESE CAT.  SUDDENLY IT BECAME VERY STORMY, WIND BLOWING AND RAIN FALLING, THE CANDLE FLAMES WERE LEAPING AND MY ANIMALS BEGAN TO RUN TO THE 3 DOORS THAT LED OUTSIDE AND GROWLING.  I PUT ON MY COAT, GOT MY CAR KEYS AND STARTED OUT ONE OF THE DOORS AND SOMETHING TOLD ME NOT TO GO OUT THE DOOR.  I HAD A VERY EERIE, CHILLING FEELING AND SAID OUT LOUD, I'M NOT READY TO GO YET" AND IMMEDIATELY EVERYTHING CALMED DOWN.  SHORTLY EVERYONE CAME HOME AND MY FIRST QUESTION WAS "HOW COULD YOU SIT OUT IN THAT LIGHTENING STORM AND WATCH THE FOOTBALL GAME?"  THEIR REPLY WAS, "IT DIDN'T RAIN OR LIGHTEN AT THE GAME".

SAN ANGELO 1976: WE LEASED A HOME ON TYLER TERRACE ST., ABOUT 1 MILE SOUTH OF GOODFELLOW AIRFORCE BASE.  WHEN I WAS ALONE IN THE KITCHEN, I WOULD HEAR SOMEONE WALKING IN THE ATTIC AND THEY WOULD COME DOWN AND KNOCK 3 TIME ON THE WALL BY THE SIDE OF THE REFRIGERATOR.  ONCE MY HUSBAND WAS IN THE KITCHEN, HEARD THE KNOCKS, AND ASKED IF I HEARD THAT.  I RELUCTANTLY TOLD HIM I HEARD IT AND THAT IT HAPPENED REGULARLY WHEN I WAS ALONE. HE THEN KNOCKED ON THE WALL 3 TIMES AND MADE FUN OF THE ENTITY AND I NEVER HEARD THE KNOCKING AGAIN.  I MOVED FROM THERE IN 1979.

LLANO 1992:  I LIVED 11 MILES SOUTH OF LLANO ON CASTELL HWY., ABOUT 1/8 MILE OFF THE ROAD.  MY DOGS ALWAYS BARKED, THE COWS MOOED AND THE GOATS BAAHED  WHEN A CAR CROSSED THE CATTLE GUARD AND APPROACHED THE HOUSE.  THIS DAY NONE OF THE ANIMALS ANNOUNCED THE COMING OF A MAN WHO WALKED UP TO MY BACK GATE. THERE WAS SUCH A PEACEFUL AURA ABOUT HIS PRESENCE, IT DID NOT SCARE ME A STRANGER HAD WALKED UP TO MY SIDE YARD GATE.  HE ASKED IF I COULD SPARE A FEW CANS OF FOOD, SOME BREAD AND SOMETHING TO DRINK.  THIS WAS DURING THE SUMMER AND SOMETHING HAD POSSESSED ME TO BAKE A TURKEY THAT DAY.  I TOLD THE MAN I WOULD MAKE HIM SOME TURKEY SANDWICHES AND I HAD SOME SUN TEA FOR A DRINK.  I WENT INTO THE HOUSE, PREPARED THE FOOD AND DRINK, GAVE IT TO HIM, HE THANKED ME AND SAID, "GOD BLESS YOU" AND STARTED WALKING BACK TH 1/8TH MILE TO THE MAIN ROAD.  MY HUSBAND AND ANOTHER MAN AT MY HOUSE BEGAN TO MAKE FUN OF ME FOR FEEDING JUST ANY STRANGER THAT WALKED UP.  FOR SOME REASON I TURNED, WALKED BACK TO YARD GATE TO LOOK WHICH WAY THE STRANGER WAS GOING AND HE WAS NO WHERE TO BE SEEN.  ONLY A FEW MINUTES HAD PASSED AND HE HAD NOT HAD TIME TO MAKE IT BACK TO THE MAIN ROAD.  I THEN WALKED OUT TO THE MAIN ROAD AND HE WAS NO WHERE TO BE SEEN DOWN THE MAIN ROAD IN EITHER DIRECTION. I DON'T THINK I SAW A GHOST, I THINK I WAS VISITED BY AN ANGEL.

Point Lookout Maryland ( Fort Lincoln & The Old Hotel )

By: Johnmatisse@aol.com

Hi there , I used to work at Point lookout State Park . It was very eery in the wintertime when the Camp Ground was closed for repairs.  I Have seen & Heard somethings that I can't explain.  Have You ever smelled death  ? I did on a few ocasions. Once was when I started working at the Point & I was a None Beleaver In  the Parnormal.  I was In Hoffmans Camp Loop .I cought a wiff of the worst smell . I was gagging on it . It smelled Like Rotting Flesh . I wonderd if I had doug Up something  they Had Missed.    I Got off the Backhoe  and started looking around for something dead Like an animal . Whatever it was it was a Large animal. At the time I didn't Know I was digging in an old Barrial Pit . I Had things Happen Off an on  while I worked their .  I doug up a cival war soldirs  Playing Glass Marble with the Inicial J carved In it . This Is where I saw a Gray figure standing looking down at the Ground . Latter On I found out why !! This Was an Old Mass Burrial Plot (. Now a Camp Ground!! ) HofFmans & Greens Camp Ground Loops . Had Mass Burrial rows & the Ground still shows where they were Burried The Long trenches are still there .  The Dead Prisoners were Buried three persons deep  in long trenches side By side . In the 1960's when The Maryland Park service took over  the Point  the Bones of the Long dead soldiers were Dug up & moved over to the minument errected for the dead Union & Confederate Soldirs that died there. the \\\were Bones  of the dead that were Moved  to one large Pit  .  The soldiers that were Buried their originally died in a very Horrible way .    On different days My Boss & I saw a White figure leanning up ageanst     what would have Been the small Poks Yard ajacent to route 5 . It is located now across from  the entrance of the Camp Ground .  I tell you More about the Point some other time . Sincerely yours John M. G Carter

Point Lookout Maryland ( Fort Lincoln & The Old Hotel )

By: Johnmatisse@aol.com

Hi, again  ,   Point look out stays fixed In My Mind. Because It was a Very Beautiful Place to work . But, at the same time their was something really wrong . You Know when you are standing  talking to someone & for No reason at all . You get Goose Bumps  on the Back of your Neck & a Cold  shiver washes over you  . I worked at Point look out for Five Years , Under Rob Mathias , &  Ranger Hammett . I was employed In the Maintanece section of the Park . I spent alot of time on a tractor  &  working In the Campground Loops . Hoffman's was where one of  the Main Original  Burial Grounds Were Located. .  A lot of the area that was also Included Is Now under water . The Graves eroded into the  Chesapeake Bay Before anything could Be done to save them .In My first email ,I was referring to the  Old Part Of the Prison war Camp that was  Built to Quarenteen the Confederate Prisoners that  had contracted{ small Pox} from Being Out In the Harsh Environment Of the Prison Camp life . I don't Know exactly where those Prisoners  were Buried. ! All I Know is that day when I was On the Backhoe digging .I was Renovating an old drainage ditch By the Seasonal Rangers Summer Rental Houses , That were Located Just  1 Quarter Mile Past the Entrance to the Main Camp Ground on your Left .If you were  heading South on route  5   . Their use to be a Brick House that was Privately owned Just Before the two Houses That I am referring two . , One was rented out & the Other at the time was vacant. It was waiting to be torn down . I was clearring out a ditch that went right in front of the Vaccant house . That is the same Location ware in 1863 the small Pox Hospital Or holding pen was .  I had gotten Off the tractor to stop for lunch . as I stepped onto the ground .I cought the worst smell . It smelled as though someone had  Killed a cow & left it to rot in the sun for a few days . God it was Bad  , I got Back on the tractor & razed the Bucket up to see if I had dug up a sewer Line ,Or a dead animal that Had Gotten stuck In the (Southern Maryland Concreate ) GRAY CLAY .  Their wasn't anything their at all.   I was told after wards By Joe Smith ,Who was  a Con Aid at the time .Now Retired . That the Old Pox Hospital was right their . I got a very sick feeling after He told Me that .   The time I found the Glass Marbles  , I was in Greens with Jim House . We were Planting  trees & digging them Up with a tree spade, well we were about 30 feet over from the  Main Bath House In Greens , We Had just dug a tree out of Hoffmans & were relocating it to Greens . When Jim opened the Spades Blades I saw a couple shinny Objects fall to the Ground . I told him to stop & He & I had Just found three Glass Marbles . They were the size of a Quorter .   He Kept One & I took the others .{ That is when the trouble started  for me,& I never thought about it till  Years later when I was telling some friends of ours about  things I had seen when I worked at the Point.Then I put the whole thing together } .  I went Home that Night  cleaned the Marbles off I Put them away . I thought they were Neat But I didn't really  think any more about them ,except to show my wife what we had found. That night me & my wife had a vistor . It was about 12 o'clock AM. we lived in a trailer at the time . In Vally Lee Maryland.  Mind you,  we were a good forty minute drive from Point look out . Well, I was Half asleep & I Heard foot steps comeing down our hall & then something grabbed the door  handle on the Bedroom door . The knob started shaking wildly!!. Both, me ,and my wife shot Bolt Up right !  after that we Had things Happen off & on  But, Never as Vilant as that first night !!  Finnaly , I Gave away the Marble that had the letter J carved into the Glass .  . Joe Lynch  Really Liked that Kind of thing & He Had just Been In a Bad fall. So I gave it to Him . I never thought or even linked the two to gether until sometime latter.  I Have other stories about Point Look Out  that are true  to the Best of My Knowledge 

Not as Friendly as Casper

By:  ladyglock451@yahoo.com

In May 2001, i got a job working as a dispatcher for a cab company..adjacent to our office was the garage. was 10,000 sq feet..this company also had charter buses....when i 1st started working there..the owner told me i might hear weird noises..growing up, my father was a truck driver..so i was aware of  air brakes  ticks...ect...but I didnt expect was the added noises in the garage. This would be my 3rd ghost experience. It all started on the 3rd night i worked there...my boyfriend had called me on the phone, when all of a sudden..there was this loud banging noise coming from the garage..so loud i could barely hear him on the phone..i was working midnights..so he came up there...by the time he got there..the  noise had stopped. But the fun had just begun...we hung out there and about midnight..my boyfriend went to go lay down in the garage..there was a futon bed just outside the office door...he was out there about 2 hrs...then he come in the office..in a tad bit of a hurry & sat down...the look on his face.( Kodak moment )   he asked if i had just tried to wake him up...i told him no...he said  he was layin there and someone kept saying " hello" ...then he said he sat up to put his shoes on & the voice was right in his  face & sternly said ": HELLO " ! also at that time a driver had called me & asked if we had jumper cables...i asked my bf to go look....he wouldnt go out in the garage till i went & turned on the lights....then he told me what happen....i was  like  wow...to cool. then in days after this...i started experiencing...my own little visits from whom we now called Casper.It was weird i could go out in the garage and sit by myself....i could actually feel the energy moving..like a sweeping  around the room...then he  would  go & knock on things ..his best one was turning on the air compressor...(.it was unplugged ). Then 1 day Casper must have gotten upset about something...he started beating on the garage overhead doors...my boyfriend & my son & myself were in there...between the 2 overhead doors...was a regular door...when the beating started my boyfriend went out the regular door...cuz he really thought someone was out there...he open the door  no one was there  but the beating continued.After that..i was working 1 night & 1 of the bus drivers had come in...we were sittin there talkin & watchin TV...then all of a sudden the channel changed....the driver asked why i changed it...i said i didnt...the remote was next to the TV....i got up changed the channel back...a few minutes later..it changed again ....this went on for an hour....thats when the driver told me that he believed there was a ghost. I was convinced already.....me & my boyfriend use to sleep in the garage...when things got quiet.....&  Casper was there with us....back in a corner of the garage was a portable basketball net....and we would go out & shoot hoops...then 1 day the basketball vanished...we couldnt find it anywhere....about 2 weeks later at about 6:30 am...me, my bf,& 2 other drivers was sittin in the office talking...the door from the office to the garage was open.....we were sitting there..and we starting to hear a basketball bouncing...me & my bf looked at each other  were  like  wtf....we ran out there the bouncing stopped..and no basketball was anywhere to be found...the other 2 drivers heard it too, then 1 night..my bf & i  ( as u can tell my bf spent alot of time with me there cuz of Casper) was sitting in the office......we were asked not to smoke in the office so we would go out in the garage...i was on the phone ..i saw my bf grab a cigarette & go into the garage...when i got off the phone i went out there to join him...but when i got out there he wasnt there...above the office was rafters used as storage space...i sat in the chair..i heard someone walkin around up there...i kept callin for my bf   but he didnt answer me...i thought he was tryin to scare me...i kept callin up to him  then he came walkin out of the bathroom...i told him to listen there was some1 in the rafters....he started to go up there ... he got about 2 stairs up..& Casper ran across the ceiling of the garage...i mean we followed the sound with our eyes...the we looked at each other and ran back in the office....there is so many other occurences...that i could be here all night....but  thats my story & im sticking to it....lol i quit that job at the end of summer....last i knew Casper was still there. Thank you for reading this...Pixie

Mindy

By: mel21775@hotmail.com

When I was born, I had a twin sister.  She died shortly after we were born. 

My mom and dad didn't talk about her much, but I always knew that she was my

sister and that she had died.  In fact, I remember talking to her all the

time.  I don't remember her talking back, but my Mother told me story that

suggests that she did.  I think I was three or four at the time.  Mom heard

me talking to someone in the bedroom so she  came in and asked me who I was

talking with and I said Mindy (my twin).  Mom wanted to know what we were

talking about so she asked what we had been talking aobut.  I guess it was

around our birthday, because I told Mom that Minday wanted a birthday

present.  As long as I can remmeber we had put plasitc toys on her grave on

our birthday, but I never knew why.  When Mom told me this story it

explained quite a bit!

Hi Dad

By:jason70.russell70@virgin.net

Just over two years ago my darling dad died from two cancers.  When he finally died my sister, mother and I were there holding him as he left this life.  The hospital window was filled with sunlight, the radio was playing a classical piece and my father died the way he should, with family holding him close and not leaving him to die in that sterile hospital environment where most die unseen and alone.

Dad was a Roman Catholic, but one who had lost his faith and truly believed that after death there was nothing.

My family of three had spent four days and nights at Southend Hospital, Essex, England, hearing the rasping breathing  and waiting for my Dad to go.  When we finally returned to my mothers house, we were, naturally, talking of what had occured.  Exhausted and drained, my sister and I joked about how Dad may come back as an angel (we don,t believe in those, we're british after all!)  At that moment, a large, white feather came floating past the french windows, and landed, oh so gently, upon the patio.  We just looked at each other and said 'Oh'

Since then, my non believing father has come through toharangue my ex partner in a dream. for his treatment of my daughter and myself.  Has been seen walking in Southend High Street.  Has held me about the shoulders after my heart attack (I was only 41 at the time, and when I was  recovering, asked him to be there if I died).  At the anniversary of his death, my daughter saw a white feather and felf the presence of her grandad. This  was only after she realised the significance of the date.  My most previous partner heard my dad telling him to 'Lay off' even though he had never met him. This man was a total non-believer just like my Dad!

As a woman who has the shadow of the Grim Reapers blade above her head, it has strengthened my belief that there is life after death.  That when I do have that massive heart attack and leave this earth, there will be someone waiting for me.  I might be in trouble with my dad, but at least it will pass the time to be lectured and hugged while I make my way to that next place!

Hawthorne NJ

By: DavidLGreenhouse@comcast.net

I grew up in Hawthorne, NJ.  As kids, in the early 60's to late 70's my sisters and I heard doors slam during motionless days and nights {no wind at all, usually humid and thick air}. We'd block the attic door with a heavy chair, leave it alone and the sound of the door slamming was still there after we left it for a few minutes.  There was no one there to play a trick on us, it would usually happen when the whole family was downstairs having dinner.  We'd run upstairs to see if the chair had moved, but it was still propped up next to the door.  Many times we'd hear a flute playing in our attic, usually around 3 a.m.  Whenever we'd try to "talk to" the flutist, it would stop and disappear.  Never saw any actual ghosts.

Haunted House in Canada

By:clcs_1973@hotmail.com

When i was around 17 me and my family lived in an old houes and weird things happened. My mother noticed on the first night we moved in that it was haunted.She heard someone running down the stairs and when my dad got up to look me and my brother were both sound asleep.That wasn't to freaky for me, i have always been interested in stuff like that but there were things that happened there that did freak me .One time while i was laying in bed reading my book the lights went out.When i told dad the next morning he was like oh it was probably a loose wire or something like that.Oh but it wasn;t, had it been a short in the wires then why was the switch down?? SOmething had turned my light off.Anyway i moved out of that room and into another.Then a couple nights later i was reading my book in the new room and the hallway seemed to be brighter.I went and looked and the light in the bedroom i moved out of had been turned on.This kinda thing went on for a long time.My brother had a friend stay over one night and they were both so scared that they slept downstairs on the coach...one on each end..lol..the friend never came back.Anyway more about this house.When i was 18 my BF woke me up and he was white as a sheet asking me if i had seen the man. He seen a man sitting in the cornor ooking at us while we sleep.Come to find out the old man who lived there years ago had drowned in the river out back.There was another night me and my BF were sitting at the kitchen table and a loud and i mean load moan came out of the bathroom, it was so loud it scared my dog and he ran over and hid under my legs.Then something shoved the chair i am sitting in right into the table.I told my parents this when they got home and my father went into the bathroom where the moan came from to check things out.After that night the dog wound never go into the bathroom.He followed my dad everywhere and always used to go in the bathroom with dad when he was shaving but not after that night not even when dad would call him, he would just stand outside the door and shake.And also after that night my BF would never sleep over. One night my mom as awakened but having the feeling someone was looking at her.When she awoke she seen two red eyes on a brass plate she had got from an older couple that she had hung on her bedroom wall.Only for a few seconds.When she got up in the morning she looked at a plate she had dusted many times and never before seen what she seen after seeing the red eyes....in the plates design she had seen the face of the devil.She left that there when we moved.When we returned the keys to the landlord my mom mentioned about it being haunted and they looked at each other knowing that it was and asked us when we had first noticed it.Mom said on the first night and that they should have told us before we moved in.My father was never a believer in ghosts but after living with one and the experiences we went through he is a believer now.

Thanks for letting me share my story and i want to tell you that i love your site!!This all happened in a small rural community in Brooklyn Hants County Nova Scotia Canada.

Ghost Experience

By: Trenton6754@aol.com

One time when I was young about 10 years old me and my friend  was at my house because he was sleeping over so we were  watching TV it was about 12 midnight and me and my friend wanted a snack so we went into the kitchen and we looked in the fridge got our snack and we went back into the living room but when we got back in the TV shut off all by itself including the lights and then a child appeared it was standing right in front of us looking at us he stood there for few minutes and he disappeared i never saw the ghost child again but someday he might comeback.

Fort Smith AR

By: outofpracticeincubus@yahoo.com

My family is one of strong Southern Baptist beliefs. I myself seem to find myself in the center of supernatural events. One of the most disturbing is when I lived with my family on Leigh Circle in Fort Smith, AR. I have always seemed to know when there was something or someone from the other side around. I just wished that I could have pin pointed what this feeling was a little sooner. I wish, at least, I could have told my brother about it.

My brother, and we will call him Charles just for his own sake, had a bedroom in the middle of this house. One night in July of 2002 he went to bed at his normal time of 9:00 P.M. Suddenly at 10:30 we heard our dog, Tramp, barking. He was going crazy at the base of the closet door. My brother was laughing at him from the bottom bunk of his bunk bed. My step-father open the door to cure his curiosities and he then fled up under the bed yelping. We just decided to put him in his traveling kennel to calm him down. He then tried to gnaw at th cage to get free. Once, again something we never thought we would see from him. About 11:15 he settled down and the whole mess was over. Or so we thought.

At 5:30 A.M. we were woken up by a shrill scream from my brothers room. We all rushed in there to find him on the top bunk as far from the closet as possible. He was almost green and he was shaking very badly. It took about ten minutes before he could even spit out fragments of sentences. He told us about a boy that came out of his closet and asked him to come into the closet to play with him. He told the boy no and that he needed to sleep and then the boy got angry. His eyes turned red and then demanded my brother to get in. Charles then climbed the side of the bed to get to the top and as far away as possible. He was crying and when he looked up he could see the boy's head peeking at him from the foot of the top bed. This is when he screamed.

My parent's thought at first that he was hallucinating on the medication he was on for his ADD. They dismissed his story as that and went about their days. Charles wouldn't sleep again until three days later and it took 2 months to get him to go back into the room. That very night he saw the boy again this time he came out from under the bed. My parents then had him seek counseling to try to correct his "hallucinations." The next day after the counseling My mother was hanging some of his clothes in the closet and saw a black shadowy figure slowly coming towards her from the back of the closet. She heard whispering and she ran.

My brother never slept in the house again and a week later I moved to Georgia to live with my father. My family moved into another house a month later. My brother since then has had no "hallucinations."

I later found out as I got older that my parents moved based on the findings of a group from their church that knew a good bit about ghostly phenomena. The scariest part is that this group is held a secret from everyone except those who need their help. The Bible talks of ghosts and demonic forces to ignore that these things do exist is to be as closed minded as those who once believed that the earth is flat.

My story is true and I would like to express a couple of words to those who disbelieve. Trust me, you don't want to see or experience what I or my family have seen and experienced to believe the truth of the spectral realm. It would behoove you to just believe and understand. That way when it does happen you wont have to deal with your world closing in around you.

Apparitions

By: StacyLadybaby@aol.com

I've had two experiences.  The first was around midnight when i was going to bed for the night. My husband was already in bed asleep since he had to get up so early to go to work.As I opened the bedroom door, I left it open as I usually do.  I went into the bathroom to change into my gown so I wouldn't wake my husband.  When I came out of the bathroom, the door was closed shut.  Wondering how that happened, I grabbed the knob to open the door again and as I tried to open it, there was a great resistance on the other side of the door that wouldn't let me  open that door.  Sure someone was in the house, I awakened my husband and told him what happened.  He got up and tried to open the door and the knob turned and opened easily.  I grabbed a bat and we searched the house over and our house alarm was not alarming so we wondered how anyone could get in with out the alarm sounding.

Second:

Around four in the morning I got up to go to the bathroom, my husband had been gone to work about an hour or so.  While sitting on the toilet, the dimming switch turned the lights down.  I reached up to turn the switch back to brighter lights, I saw an older woman walking away from me.  She had her white hair in a bun on the back of her head with an apron tied around her waist in a neat little bow.  She was a short kind of chubby woman, whom I didn't recognize.  She never turned to let me see her face but I saw her walking into a purplish, blue haze.  The next thing I knew, she was gone and I haven't seen her since.  but we have heard the toilet flush without anyone being in there.

My Ghost/Spirit Experience

By: cheval8628@hotmail.com

Hi, my name's Sarah, i'm 18 years old, i'm from Melbourne,

Australia.

My house has been a constant for many ghostly and spiritual experiences as

it is situated 100m from my town cemetary. Everyone in my family has seen a

ghost although we have all seen different ghosts and non of the others. For

example my dad and one of my sisters have seen (on different ocassions) a

young girl. She appeared to my sister one night as she was coming up our

driveway, the girl stood in the garage, in the dark. As my sister drove

closer to her she disappeared as all our ghosts tend to do when we look

closer or take a second look. My dad saw this same girl standing inside the

house at the front door. No other family members have seen this young girl.

Myself and my mum have both seen an old man. When i was little i was told to

go do my teeth before going to bed. To do this i had to walk through one

doorway and across the hall. As i left the safety of the doorway i saw and

old man in tweed walk directly past me and through the wall, i haven't seen

him since. A few years later my mum was up late watching tv when she glanced

beside her, an old man was watching tv with her. When she looked again he

was gone.

My other sister (the oldest) has only ever reported seeing one ghost; she

woke one night to see a teenage girl watching her sleep. She got a shock and

shut her eyes...only on this occassion, when she opened her eyes again, the

teenage girl was still there.

I am the most open-minded about ghosts and supernatural experiences and so i

experience more 'strange happenings' than the rest of my family. When i was

a very little girl i had a pet rabbit that lived inside, she was very cute

and unfortunately died a short time after i got her. A couple of weeks after

her death i was standing in the kitchen when i had the urge to look down at

my feet, there, looking up at me, was my little bunny. it didn't register at

first and i only realised that i has seen her ghost when i went to do a

double-take...but she had vanished. i was happy to know she came to say one

last farewell.

One night i was in my usual light sleep in my bed when my arm flopped out

from under the covers, quite normal for me! I awoke to discover someone

poking my hand, as if they did not know what it was. When i actually opened

my eyes i saw nothing and the poking stopped. i had never dared to speak to

these ghosts and so i decided this would be a good time to start. "Can you

do that again please? That felt really cool..." i kept my eyes open, nothing

happened. So i gave up and closed my eyes; as soon as my eyes

closed...*poke, poke* on my hand. I smiled and went back to sleep.

I also had quite an angry ghost in my room once, he stayed for quite some

time. It was after doing a seance by myself (highly stupid thing to do) when

i was 15 and didn't research it fully and was just plain stupid. Seeing as

though nothing happened on my make-shift board i lifted my hand off the

glass, therefor not ending the seance properly and forgot about it. It was

only when i had a terrible flu that i realised that a man was 'trapped' in

my room. One particular night i was having a terrible coughing fit when all

off a sudden a deep, gruff voice yelled "SHUT UP!!" understandably my

coughing fit stopped! After that things in my room were moved- a drink

bottle on my bedside table would suddenly be on my desk...i would never see

them move, but the did get moved, and not by any of my family members.

Also, sometimes early in the mornings i hear little feet run up and down my

hallway outside my room, they stop at my closed door and i sometimes hear a

little girl giggle mischieviously. i'm the only one in my family that has

heard them and i'm the only one who has seen more than one particular ghost.

i hope this has been an interesting letter and hopefully i'll be able to

tell you another story of an encounter.

Many Sightings

By: dallasdallas15@mac.com

TO START OUT, I THINK I'VE BEEN SEEING GHOST ALL OF MY LIFE.  NO ONE,

BUT MY DAD REALLY BELIEVED ME.  YOU SEE MY GRANDMOTHER WAS THE ONE WHO

HAD THE DREAMS AND THE SITE TO ALSO SEE THINGS.  I'VE SEEN AND HEARD

ALL SORTS OF THINGS.  I HEAR VOICES OR MUSIC, LIKE IT'S IN ANOTHER

ROOM, ON THE RADIO.  IT CAN BE MUSIC FROM THE 20'S 30'S 40'S, TO

MODERN.  I CAN'T QUITE MAKE OUT THE WORDS. I ALSO SEE THINGS OUT OF THE

  CORNER OF MY EYE.

LAST OCTOBER, MY BOYFRIEND AND I MOVED OUT TO AN OLD HOMESTEAD  BUILT

DURING THE GOLD RUSH TIMES.  WELL, THE MUSIC AND TALKING  REALLY

STARTED. I KEPT ASKING MY BOYFRIEND,  BRUCE, IF HE COULD HEAR THE MUSIC

HE'D JUST LOOK AT ME AND SMILE.

WE HAD BEEN TOLD THE LAST PEOPLE, WHO HAD LIVED THERE MOVED BECAUSE OF

THE GHOST.  OF COURSE THAT WAS SAID WITH A LAUGH. SO,

WE STAYED AND THE MUSIC AND THE TALKING CONTINUED.  NO BIG DEAL TO ME,

I ALWAYS HEAR THESE THINGS.

THE LAST TIME I SAW SOME THING,  WAS AT MY MOM'S ,  SHE HAD MOVED IN TO

THE HOUSE OF HER GENTLEMAN FRIEND, WHOSE WIFE HAD DIED THERE.

I WAS READING  ON THE COUCH, I HAPPENED TO LOOK UP AND SAW  SHORT

BLONDE LADY WALKING INTO THE ROOM I WAS USING.  I KNOW I HAD CLOSED MY

DOOR, BUT SHE WAS WALKING RATHER QUICKLY, IF SHE WERE REAL SHE WOULD

HAVE SMASHED IN TO IT.   WHEN I TOLD MY MOM SHE  GAVE ME THAT LOOK,

THEN TOLD ME THE WIFE HAD DIED IN THE BATHROOM.   I DID AS I ALWAYS

DID, I TOLD THE GHOST I KNEW SHE HAD APPEARED TO ME, AND IF SHE WANTED

TO TALK, I WOULD LOVE IT.    THE NEXT NIGHT, I FELT A HAND BRUSHED THE

TOP OF MY HAIR.  I KNEW WE'D BE SEEING MORE OF EACH OTHER.

IT SEEMS TO ME I HAVE ALWAYS LIVED  OR WORKED IN PLACES WHERE  SPIRITS

ARE ABUNDANT.  I ALWAYS SEEM TO ATTRACT THEM .  THESE AREN'T THE ONLY

TIMES  THIS TO ME .  COME TO THINK OF IT THERES HAS BEEN ALOT.

THANKS FOR LISTENING,

Haunting

By: butterflymay_1984@yahoo.com

I once lived at a house in Ventura California, on the corner of Maine Street and the Avenue.  It was called the Mission plaza.  I lived in a two story town house with my mother and her boyfriend, my bedroom and my mothers was right over our two car garage.  My mother saw a man walking from my room to the bathroom upstairs when she was the only one home.  We would hear our cars honking in the garage, and dishing falling into the sink.  They're was another time when I was younger living in the house I woke up to the feeling of someone watching me, and woke up to see a black figure, a man looking at me.  He was tall, had the shape of a Indian i can see the out line of feathers in his hair and what seems to be a skirt he was wearing.  There were times my bed would shake as i did my homework, my lights would flicker and my friends felt a cold and uncomfortable feeling when the spent the night.  Visitors would see lights flash by from the stairs to the other side of the house.  My mother pulled out of the garage to see a man sitting in the passenger seat, a tall Indian looking man.  

Haunted House

By: ShelbySwindall@aol.com

wetumpka - older haunted house - the home of some of our relatives has been in the family for about 3 generations some of our family live in the house today. the first owners of the house were my great grandparents. my great grandmother  and grandfather have been dead for abut 23 years. the man that lived there before my great grandparents told of visits by a strange man that would greet him and knock on the door then leave, but everyone thought that he was dreaming. then my grandparents moved into the house and saw the man for themselves but the man had been dead for a while and we still see him occasionally today. The following is a list of occurrences that have happened:

1. My grandparents also saw a black cat that would be seen in the doorway of the laundry room still today see that cat in my house which is 5 houses down.

2. My grandmother was asleep and was awakened by a man standing in the doorway of the bedroom and when she looked at him he said hello Rosie and she could describe him well and he turned around and walked out.when she got up to check the dorrs they were all locked from the inside.

3. both my grandparents had company over and as they were visiting in the living room the same man walked into the living room and said good evening then turned around and walked out.

4. At night they would see the chair rocking when nobody was in it.

5. Skipping on to when both of my grandparents had died my uncle and his family had moved in. my same grandmother that had died was standing in the kitchen in her red apron when my cousin walked in. that occurrence has happened more than once.

6. My cousin who now lives there was sitting in her room by herself when a shoe when flying across the room.

7. My cousin also once saw the same man that my grandmother had seen.

8. At my house down the road I have had numerous occurrences when it feels like someone is playing with my hair and straightening my covers but there never is anyone there.

All of these things that  have happened still happen to day!

Camp Pendleton Ghosts

By: pjmyer@yahoo.com

I have a couple stories that happened to me when i

first went to Camp Pendleton. The first two happened

in my barracks room in 1999. The first I was sleeping

one night and I woke up in the middle of the night

like I usually did, but this night I saw a figure

standing at the end of my bed, I automatically thought

it was my roomate being weird so I said what are you

doing go to bed. Then my eyes adjusted and I realized

it wasn't my roomate but a male figure that was just

pretty much a white powder like figure that dissapated

when I sat up. The second story took place in the same

room, it was a regular weeknight and my roomates and

myself were sleeping well at least I was just drifting

off to sleep when while my eyes were closed it was

like someone flashed a red light in my eyes. Thinking

it was one of my roomates I was mad and when I looked

there was a bright white light in a orb form over the

sink area. I was so shocked I couldn't speak to wake

my roomates, the only thing I could do was stare. It

would get bigger and bigger then shrink back down the

grow and shrink, I finally covered my head with my

covers and then looked again, it was still there. I

can't really be sure but it was there for at least 20

to 30 minutes, I actually didn't feel threatened or

anything and I actually went back to sleep.

The third is when I moved out of the barracks, I was

married and in base housing. This actually happened

mainly to my wife I only witnessed one account to her,

we were watching haunted travels week on the travel

channel and my wife went to check on our son who was

sleeping and when she came back down the stairs the

bathroom door slammed with a very hard force when she

reached the last step. Just to clarify that particular

door is light so you would have to use a lot of force

to slam the door the way it did. My wife also has seen

shadows looking into our room from the stairway and

also walking from her closets to mine and figures

standing in our room, but no actual physical

encounters. I really haven't shared these accounts

except to a few people but I have heard other people

tell of ghosts while on Camp Pendleton. Thanks for reading.

Astor FL.

By: aremington@standardins.com

I lived in a house there in Astor, and on 3 separate occasions, there was a

ghost man in my house.

The old timers confirmed what I saw, after I had asked a few questions.

The first time was 3 days after my ex-husband and I moved into the house,

and we were sleeping on the dining room floor, as we didn't have our

waterbed hooked up yet. I woke to find a large man in overhauls and a red

plaid shirt, leaning over on a pedestal, overlooking our bodies, just

watching us sleep, and I was watching him.

The second time I walked around him in the bathroom, felt a cold brush

against my shoulder and I said excuse me. (kind of freaked me at this point)

The third time was when we were sleeping on the couch in the room near the

kitchen, I woke to see his wife was standing in front of us on the couch.

She was hollering at him, I could not hear her, but she had a gun. I saw her

point it at him, as he was standing at the other end of the couch in the

doorway, and she fired a shot at him that was like a buckshot. It was ear

piercingly loud, and my ears were ringing. I looked at him and there were

several holes in the wall and in him. When I looked back, she was not there.

While I was watching this happen, I remember thinking that I would lay

completely still, so she would not see us there. I was sooo scared!

 My ears rang for a couple days after that happened.

Later, I found out by the old timers in the neighborhood, that this man

dressed the same way, and that his wife killed him because she found out he

had cheated on him. I heard that it happened in the garage, but when we

lived there, there was no garage.

We moved out the same week.

I'm not scared of ghosts, as there is always a story behind them.

Pine Hill Cemetery

By: pistolhumped77@yahoo.com

"Westfield - Pine Hill Cemetery - Something haunts the back hill of this cemetery. During the day visitors have reported a mans voice in the woods, and the feeling of being watched. At night, the watchful feeling changes to one of absolute unreasonable terror. Even going on the public street that runs right beside the hill will cause this...even some people who live on that street have complained of feeling uneasy, as if something is watching out for that portion of the cemetery and will not tolerate ANYONE trespassing. A few reports of rocks being thrown at cars passing that area have also surfaced, but are rare."

I live in westfield ma, last night around one, my friend and i were driving by the cemetary. we had both read this a few months prior, so we thought we'd check it out for ourselves. we walked in the opening to the far left side and made our way tword the back of the cemetary. about the third or fourth path you can take into the cemetary we took to look at this huge tombstone that caught our attention tword the center. not five steps past that grave, my feet froze to the ground and a wave of utter uneasiness came over me. my heart jumped and i looked at my friend. he was looking back at me and said he felt cold and his arms were numb. we didn't stay long to investigate, we kind of felt like we were being shoved out extremely unwanted. both of us were numb but it was a beautiful night. this feeling stayed with us untill we got off of the main road and into our car. when i opened the door i swear i saw someone walking along the fence but when i looked again it was gone.

House Husband

By: Drewmama1958@aol.com

I have aother story to relate.  I have had many paranormal experiences in my life so far.

I enjoy this web-site and also enjoy being able to tell of my experieces.  In 1987 my husband, seven year old son, and barely two year old son moved into a house in Santa Ana, CA.  The woman who rented to us, had a beautiful rose garden in the front yard and wanted someone to tend them. That turned out to be my job.  As it turned out,  this womans husband had very recently passed away..While living he had done all kinds of special inovations to the house.  Hidden doorbells, panelling the family room, etc..

Anyway, this woman went out after her husband died and went to Las Vegas for a weekend and ended up coming home married to a man that I had the impression, was a gold-digger just wanting her money.  But it seemed like she didn't realize this.  So, we rented the house.

We signed a six month lease.  As soon as we moved in and got settled strange things began to happen.  But it seemed that I was the only one experienceing these things.

The first thing that happened was, the headboard of my oldest sons bed, which was bolted to the frame of the bed, started slamming against the wall.  This woke me up one night it was so loud.  I went into the kids room and they both were asleep.  But the headboard was hitting the wall.  So I got a couple of towels and rolled them up and stuck them between the wall and the headboard.  The I went back to bed.  Not even five minutes later I could hear the headboard hitting the wall again.  My husband was dead to the world,  I couldn't wake him.

So I went back into the kids room and the towels were on the floor.  It was freezig in the room and I felt like someone was in there.  So I said, Whoever you are, we mean you no harm,  Please stop messing with my sons bed, please leave my children alone, there innocent, we moved here because we really like the house and if your the husband of the lady who rented to us, please understand, we only want to take care of your special home.

After that, there was no more noise from the kids room.  But, The next thing to start happening was that out clothes that my husband and I took off before bed and laid on a chair or in my husbands case, the floor, began to be wet and sticky every morning.  But the floor or the chair were never wet.  Just the clothing.  This went on until we moved.  Then  one morning I was taking a shower,  the bathroom had a mirror over the sink and also had a full length mirror behing on the wall.  I got out of the shower and was drying off when I looked into the mirror over the sink, and i back of me was an old man stareing back at me.  I fled the bathroom, scared out of my wits.

After that occurance, even stranger things began to take place.  By this time my husband had begun to believe me when I told him all of the stuff that was taking place.  At first he thought I was being mental.  The livingroom and kitchen at the front of the house were always freezing cold.  And I always felt weird sensations when I was in these rooms.  Then the lights started going on and off whenever I was cooking dinner or doing dishes.  Then the cupboard doors began opening and slamming shut, totally out of control.  This scared me and I said in Jesus name begone.  Still this continued to happen.  So being completely creeped out, and mind you I have all of my life had contact with different spirits, just none as mean and evil as tha one was.  So my husband and I decided that it would be best to move.  We believed the ghost to be the owners dead husband and that he was angry at her for remarrying so suddenly and for renting out their home.  So we found a new place to live and moved out without letting the landlord know.  We broke our lease.  Nothing ever came of that thank God.

But o the last day we lived there, while I was waitting for my husband to come back with the U-Haul truck, I was in the kitchen packing dishes, which I had left till last because I hated being in the kitchen.  All of the sudden the screen door slammed, the lights went off  and all of the cupboards started opening and slamming shut.  I freaked out and ran outside and sat on the lawn until my husband came home.  Never, before or since have I ever experienced something so scary.  This man ghost did not want us there.  Period.

I think he was a poltergist.  Things always came up missing.   The house was always cold.

And I always felt like I was not alone, even though I was.  Creepy.

Well, thanks for letting me share.

Haunting

By: gabluesbird@att.net

I have really enjoyed your web site. I wanted to tell you about some of my experiences. First let me say that I have been sensitive to spirits since I was 2 1/2 when my mother and I were in a car accident and she was killed. I suppose some people would think I'm nuts but I figure there's worse things to be :)

Originally I am from Tallahassee Florida and for over 10 years I lived in my Grandparents house in a area of town called Indian Head Acres. I think it was an old Miccosukee or Seminole Indian village. When my Grandmother was alive she would see things in her house. Of couse nobody would believe her and chalked it up to her age. I never saw anything while she was living but after she died I lived there with my daughter from 1989 to 1998.

What we experienced were mostly sounds and feelings at first. I would be outside and hear the old metal blinds making noise like someone was climbing in or out of the windows. Sometimes I would feel something touch me on my shoulder or catch glimpes of white transparent things in the corner of my eye. I was telling a friend of mine about it over the phone and the phone would make a terrible noise as long as we talked about it. Once we'd stop the noise would too.

We had a fire in 1989 and lost everything but rebuilt the house pretty much exactly like it was before. The house fire was purely an act of a living human. My ex-husband.

After just me and my daughter were there alone we both felt a presence there most of the time. And most of the time it was a comforting feeling. I just felt like it was my Grandmother watching over us. But one night while watching tv alone I got the strangest feeling I was being watched from behind me. I turned around and saw a dark figure sitting at my kitchen table looking at me. I was scared. So I just turned back around and tried to ignore it. But very hair on my head and neck was standing up. I ended up leaving the house that night because I was so freaked out until I calmed down. Then I had a dream that night it was chasing me through my house.

I was flying in a white gown and it chased me all over the place until I turned around and flew right into it. Then I woke up and never felt it there again. In my dream I was terrified.

The last experience I had there was in 1998. I was getting remarried to a wonderful man and he and I were surfing around on the web and I got tired of it and just happened to look into my kitchen. The light was off in there but I saw a white globe like thing and it got brighter. I told my soon to be husband to look (just to see if he could see it too) and he did. As we looked at it I was so happy someone else could see it and I felt elated and just felt happy. All of a sudden the globe got bigger and we saw a man's face appear in the globe of light. He looked around but never really looked at us.  Then it was gone. My soon to be husband got scared I think and he closed his eyes. Then I swear I felt it coming closer to me even though I couldn't see it. I felt it pass right through me. It was cold like the other cold spots in the house. But then it was gone. That was the strangest thing that I ever felt there. The house has been sold now but I know there was something in there.

Another time I had a friend over and we were talking and a small glass vase lifted up and smashed on the carpet like someone did it on purpose. The carpet was very cushy so I have no idea how it could have broken into so many pieces like it did. It was very odd. Like I said most of the stuff wasn't very exciting and I wasn't sure if I was losing it or it was really happening. Alot of the stuff was like things being moved where I couldn't find them until later and just the glimpes of something moving and my dog would follow them across the room. That made me feel better too because I wasn't the only one seeing that either.

Then I moved to Georgia. We lived right next door to Kenesaw Battlefield. Once I saw what looked like a soldier standing there. He grabbed his chest and fell to his knees then fell forward and was gone. Another time I was home alone and very clearly heard a girl's voice say 'hi'. No radio was on or tv. I looked around and saw nothing. Where we live now has been quiet so far..knock on wood.

I wonder if I could just be some kind of magnet to spirits or something because I have had stuff like that happen to me most of my life. I don't tell most people about this because I don't want them to think I'm crazy or something. Anyway, that's some of what I've experienced.