Elk Street 2002-2004
By: sawdon65@yahoo.com
We bought my father-in-laws
house with the understanding that he was to stay with us so we could take care
of him. He was in his mid 70's and not
in the best of health.
Before we moved in we turned
the 2 upstairs bedrooms into 3 bedrooms.
My husband was upstairs taking the panels off the walls and called me upstairs
to figure out how and where to move the heating duct. As soon as I got to the top of the stairs my
husband hung his hammer on a nail that was sticking out of a stud. We were standing right next to that stud the
whole time I was upstairs with him. We
were the only two upstairs. When we were
finished talking he went to grab for his hammer. It was no longer hanging on the stud. We looked for it for about 15 minutes before
finding it under a pile of panels about 10 feet away from the stud it was hung
on. We just gave each other a raised
eyebrow look and didnt say anything about it.
The TV would always turn off
and on by itself. It was my
father-in-laws TV that sat in the livingroom.
It was the only TV in the house that did that no matter what outlet it
was plugged into. I would turn it off
and by the time I would walk into the kitchen it would be on again. I would have to say something like "I
dont have time to play right now" before it would finally stop.
I was at work the night my
father-in-law passed away. It was
I went straight home and
straight into my father-in-laws room to check on him and tell him what
happened. We had a close bond and talked
about everything. He was gone. His estimated time of death was
After my father-in-law
passed away I experienced only one more thing.
I was up in my room and heard my son call me from the kitchen. I was at the top of the stairs and he was at
the bottom of the stairs when we met up.
He asked me what I wanted. I
asked him what he meant because I heard HIM call ME. He just shook his head and said "Oh, not
this again."
I came home from work early
again one night, about a month after my father-in-law had passed away. I walked into my sons room to see if he was
home yet. He was laying in his bed with
the blankets over his head. My son was
18 at the time. I whispered "Are
you still awake?" He popped his
head out from under his blanket and told me he heard footsteps in his room just
a few minutes before I got home. Could
have been the cat, I told him. Nope,
definately human he said, but when he looked to see who it was there was nobody
there. My oldest daughter heard me and
her brother talking downstairs and came down.
She told me about an hour before I got home she thought she heard
someone walking around downstairs, she thought it was her brother. She heard footsteps from his room to the
bathroom. She went downstairs and peaked
her head in his room, not in there. She
walked to the bathroom but the door was standing open so she knew he wasnt in
there. She was spooked so she went
upstairs and didnt come back down until I got home.
We moved to a big old farm
house in 2004.
By: madted@webtv.net
I notice that The Inn At
Pine Terrace on
not listed in your
is now a Bread and Breakfast. A young woman had hanged herself in
one of the rooms and the building sat empty for some time
before being renovated for a Bed and Breakfast.. My daughter worked there one summer as a
maid. She was the only one on staff at
the time who was not afraid to enter the "tower room". The first time
she entered the room, she announced that she was a friend and only wanted to
clean the room.
Although there was a
definite chill in the room upon entering and some things would be moved around
a bit, she never felt that she was in danger.
Interestingly, the Inn At
Pine Terrace is located near
By: x_ptgurl_x@yahoo.com
My own personal experience
is i was in a home/shelter a few years ago and on the second floor is where i
slept.Well i was lonely and couldnt sleep so i decided to stare out of my
window.I was at first looking at the tall buildings of tulsa being lit up and
beautiful,but then discovered someone walking across the basketball court.I
thought it was someone who had exscaped and there are two buildings cornered
from each other and the court was in between.This person who looked like a girl
was wearing a white night gown and looked like she was floating.Well she went
down some stairs as i watched her in fear she turned towards a door and
disapeared,The door never opened she just went right through it! It was so
scary.
Timothy Dalton
By: saddlegurl300@aol.com
Earlier this year I attended a camp in
The postman approached
Timothy and asked him if his father was around. When Timothy answered no the
postman handed over a package, he had never ever seen a package before and was
informed not to open it or even shake it. It was his fathers and not his.
Timothy went inside the house and set the package down on the kitchen table. He
couldn't stop thinking about it so he opened and made sure that he could seal
it again. Around this time power tools started to come out and Timothy's father
figured that he should have one since he does work on wood sometimes. Timothy
saw that it was a power drill and was in awe. He couldn't wait until that night
to start to make something. So, for the rest of the day he just went around and
collected logs and sticks so that he could make something. Once he found them
he set them by the window and at night would open it and pull them in.
That night once his parents
locked him down in the basement, he started to work. He worked and worked for
about three hours until he came up with this beautiful rocking chair. He had
never seen something this beautiful and never been this happy about something
like this. So every night threw the summer and the fall he would sit and rock
in it until he would fall asleep. Well, a horrible blizzard blew threw and it
was a horrible site. All the crops of Habersham had died and nothing was left
of them. So one day Mr. Dalton told Timothy to go and find fire wood for the
fireplace since they didn't have electric heating. Timothy knew that all the
fire wood would be wet but decided not to fight with his father. After about
two hours Timothy had found some dry pieces to possibly hold them over for the
night. So he turned back and started to walk back towards the house. As he
approached the end of the woods he noticed that there was smoke coming out of
the fireplace. He found this very odd and didn't quit know why his father would
send him out to find firewood if he already had some.
So Timothy walked into the
house and as soon as he walked in he was horrified. He saw his rocking chair,
the only thing he had ever been proud of, chopped up in the fireplace burning
to little bits. Timothy snapped.that's all to say. He didn't start to yell at
his dad or anything. He just mentally snapped. So he sat down the fire wood and
did his chores. Before he was locked down in the basement he managed to sneak
some chicken wire under his shirt. So he took it down to the basement and was
locked in there.
After about an house he knew
that his mom and dad had just turned off the light to go to bed and he go to
work. After maybe three hours he had constructed this power drill into this
killing machine. He had found an Exacto Knife and bound it to the power drill
so that when the turned the trigger on it would spin around and around. So he
used some chicken wire to unlock himself and walked up the stairs to his
parent's room. He slowly bound his parent's hands and feet to the bed post and
foot board. It took him about an hour just to do this without either of them
stirring. So once that was done he just stood over his father staring him dead
in the eye with his hand and power drill behind his back. As soon as his father
awoke he started yelling at Timothy calling him a freak and wondering what he was
doing there. So Timothy didn't do anything just pulled out the power drill and
jammed it straight into his father's heart and turned it on. His mother was
screaming bloody murder. So he pulled it out of his father and slowly walked
around the other side to his mom. She was crying and was in hysterics Timothy
looked at her then revved the power drill once and shoved it straight into her
neck. He just dropped everything didn't wash his hands didn't even try to clean
up. He didn't care if he was caught all he cared about was that rocking chair.
So he went over to the fireplace and sat down in front of it and stared into it
for three days until the police got suspicious and noticed that they hadn't
seen them for a while. When they came to the house they didn't even have to ask
any questions they knew what had happened. So they admitted Timothy into the
Habersham Psyche Ward where he stayed until the late 90's when he escaped.
Now, you need to know that
to know this strange experience that happened to me. When I was with my camp
our cabin of twenty boys and girls were on a bus headed to Helen to go tubing
on the Hooch. It was really rainy so they didn't want us going in the water so
they took us to go bowling in
"How do you know our
names?" I asked. He laughed again and put out his cigarette. "Let's
just say that I know a lot of things. Habersham is a very quiet town and as of
last night for you guys it was a very innocent town too." We were all in
shock and awe. How did he know that we knew about the murders? We all got
spooked and Jack led the way back round the building. But every crazy person
has some parting words," Just remember this," he said to us as we all
halted to stop, "I wouldn't have had to kill him if he just kept his eye's
closed." To this day it still haunts me, the wheezing laugh of that man
and the wondering of the story. Is it honestly true?
The Wake Up
By: robinmichel@cybercomm.cc
In my former residence where
myself, my husband and my teenage son lived, there were lots of paranormal
happenings. All three of us experienced strange things. But the one that was
the most bizarre happened while I was asleep in my bed. My husband had gone away on business for few
days, so I was alone this particuliar night. My son was asleep in his room down
the hall.
I owned a large male cat
named Bing. Who almost always spent the night on my bed. I also had a hampster
that was kept in a cage in my son's bedroom. The cage door was broken so we
tied it up with baggie ties. She had escaped once or twice, so I had planned on
buying a new cage the next day.
As I lay sleeping in my bed,
I can remember hearing someone yelling in my ear"WAKE UP" several
times. I then found myself standing in the hallway and to my disbelief, my cat
had the hampster cornered and was about to pounce. I screamed for my son and he
came to the rescue before anything could happen.
Someone had made sure that I
would wake up in time that's for sure. I know I heard those words "WAKE
UP", repeated several times.
I was not terribly afraid at
that time because, I figured that this entity had to be friendly.
Pioneer Ghost
By: gacook4@juno.com
A few weeks ago, my
grandparents and I went to a Mormon pioneer cemetery a few miles from where I
live to get a picture of an ancestor's gravestone. While driving into the cemetery, I noticed a
particularly tall gravestone. As soon as
I saw it, I got the chills. Normally, I
am not scared of cemeteries or things like that, at least not in the day
time. As we left the cemetery, my
grandmother pointed out the creepy head stone
She said it was her grandaunt grave, and that this lady had crossed the
plains to come to
When my aunt Andrea was
about 15, she was home alone in the kitchen, right after school. She heard a womans voice and turned around.
She saw an elderly lady in a long,
old-fashioned style dress with her hair in a bun. Andrea ran out of the house
and to a neighbors, where she called my grandmother at work. Grandma thought she was just trying to get
attention, but told her she could stay with the neighbors until she got home
from work. The same thing happened twice
more over the next two weeks. My grandma
requested a picture of a great-aunt from my great-grandmother, so she could
copy it and hang it up on the mantle. It
was lying on the counter the next day when Andrea came home. As soon as she saw the picture, she
jumped. She asked grandma who it was of,
then told her it was the ghost. Andrea
never saw the women again, but says it wasn't scary. More like a lady that
wanted to help.
The Ghost of "Great
Grammy"
By: jamirault_mvus@yahoo.com
I am a 16-year-old boy from
a small city called
We all believed it was great
grammy, so every night after the “show” my mother would say, “Oh, Hey Gram”
very kindly. One night,
after the visit, my sister asked my mother, “Hey mom, why is she visiting us?”
and my father replied, “I
don’t know, maybe she is just looking for Great Grampy”. We grew very used to
these visits as they happened every night, and one night before dinner, I was
in the basement searching for a bottle of soda, our basement is not finished,
the floor is half concrete and half dirt, but there is a refrigerator down
there for extra storage in case the one in the kitchen fills up. Anyhow, I was down in my basement and as I
rummaged through the fridge I felt a little strange. I backed away from the
fridge and looked down to the other end of the basement, I thought I saw
something colored gray and white, but it had disappeared within about 2 seconds
of my seeing it, I figured I was seeing things. I called up to my mother whom
was in the kitchen, cooking dinner “Mom! I think I someone is down here!” “WHAT?” she cried nervously, “Yeah, I saw
something but it disappeared.”
I yelled up. She then
replied with a giggle, “ Oh, It’s Just Grammy”. Now I was quite scared, even If
I was just seeing things. I quickly went back to the fridge, grabbed a bottle
of Pepsi and closed the door.
I was heading for the stairs, and I stopped
and took another look, I saw nothing to my disappointment, but I turned back
toward to the stairs when I heard a deep sigh coming from directly behind me. I
quickly spun around, but saw no one. I thought to myself, it’s just grammy,
it’s just grammy, say hello to her. I was very scared and I said out loud, “
H…Hel….Hello Grammy.” I heard nothing, but there was a thud from a little ways
into the basement and an old scratched up baseball rolled into my path. I began
to shiver in fear; I quickly walked over to the ball and picked it up. It felt
peculiarly warm for something sitting on a cold dirt floor for god knows how
many years. I took my soda and the ball and I ran back upstairs. We had dinner
and the usual plate tip and door actions took place. I showed the ball to my
father and he was inspecting it and he said, “ WOW! Take a look at this!” he
held the ball to my face and in blue ink scratched in the bottom and slightly
worn away was the name “Wesley” which was the name of my great grandfather.
Then the night soon came to an end. The next day was my grandfathers 93rd
birthday, and the entire family was going to visit him in the nursing home.
They had put pictures taken all during his life up on the walls of the room
that we were having the party in. My father was with me as I looked at the
pictures, there was one of him and my great grandmother and she was wearing a
large white sweater, and next to it was another picture of my great grandfather
standing in my backyard, with a baseball bat in his right hand and a baseball
in his left. I felt very strange seeing as how I think I had that very same
ball, so I decided to stop looking at pictures and get back to the party. 2
days later my great Grandfather died peacefully in his sleep. He was buried
with his wife, and the very day he was buried the actions with the plate
tipping and the basement door opening and slamming stopped completely. We never
heard from her again. I believe she was simply lonely and searching for her
husband, when they were reunited, she could finally rest in peace. I am now 16
years old, and I have never had another ghost experience, but I still get a
shiver when I enter my basement, and I have kept the ball in my room since the
very day I found it. Until the day I die I will remember my experience with The
Ghost of “Great
Grammy”
Tall Floating Figure
By:
michelle.hall10@ntlworld.com
I write to tell you of a
site which will stay with me for life. my friend and I where returning from a
duck hunting trip in Dunmrry when we decided to have a look in the river to
check for ducks on the of chance of a last crack before we crossed the fields
to home. we made are way across the M1 motorway at Dunmurry,shush tad illegal,
and when climbing the bank on are homeward we loaded are guns. When I put my last shell up the spout I
noticed a tall light tan coloured figure of to my right it seemed to be about
7ft tall and of the ground by about 2ft, this scared the xxxx out of me I couldn't
speak to warn my mate all I could do was brush his shoulder as he stride closer
to it, but it was enough to turn him round his first words where what the fxxxs
wrong with you, I could only motion my eyes towards it and when he turned he
started backing up asking what in goodness names that, well words to that
effect. first instinct was to point our guns at it but I urged him not to fire
encase we only angered it. I remember
saying don't run just back up slowly and walk away, I was afraid in case he could
out run me, this we did for about five paces and my so called mate was off with
me hot on his heels, turned out he had ask me to wait for him. This happened about 14 years ago and neither
of us went hunting at night again. Iasked him later why he asked or how he new
to ask what was wrong with me, he said it was the shear look of terror on my
face.
I told a friend of mine this
story only yesterday and he explained that a figure not unlike a monk had been
reported on the motorway from as far back as thirty years ago, wish sum1 coulda
told me
Stories
By: losingsunday@yahoo.com
My name is Josh and I am new
to the experience of the phenomenon, but have always been interested in the
paranormal. So then it is no shock to me
when things happen that you cannot explain.
My experience actually took place last night (9-16-05) as I was online
late doing research....It was in the 2nd bedroom that I use as a computer
room....I remember having the feeling that I was being watched...so I checked
the windows and saw nothing, so I sat back down.....moments later...the feeling
returned but it seemed that it was more intense..like something was there with
me....My heartbeat a little elevated...I continued to work...knowing that this
was't my mind playing tricks on me......it was when I felt it move from my neck
to my shoulder that brought me out of my chair....I spun around only to find
the room much darker than I remember and feeling a great pressure inside my
head and very confused....moments later it was gone and everything was
normal....I live in a 2 bedroom duplex, and have always suspected of having
"house guests" or the
possibility of something else residing in the same dwelling. Things have happened that you can't explain
away as the house settling, or bad plumbing....things move from where you put
them that you swear w e there a minute ago.......doors open and close in the
night....things fall that shouldn't. I
have been co-existing with my "house mate" without contact..until
last night.
Queen Mary Ghosts
By:
ppaulson@cityofsacramento.org
My husband and I had a
couple of strange experiences on the Queen Mary in July of 2005. Our first night staying on the ship was
fairly uneventful. We enjoyed the
ambience, but were a little disappointed that nothing "ghostly"
happened. On our last night we were with
a friend who lived in the area and had come to the ship to meet us. Both my
husband and his friend had worked on the ship in the A/V department about
twenty years prior to our present visit. We were heading to our cabin to pick
up a camera for a ghost hunting expedition,
my husband in the lead, Julie and me following. Just as Julie passed a set of open fire doors in the corridor, one
of the doors slammed shut, hitting her in the back and then opened again. Upon retrieving the camera, we continued our
unauthorized tour of the ship, looking for more spirits. Nothing more occured and Julie finally had to
go home. We passed a peaceful
night. The next morning we were leaving
the ship to head home. I had put on a
new halter blouse. My neck soon became
irritated by the knot of the top. I kept
pulling it away from my neck, but kept it securely tied. While we were going down the elevator to the
dock, my husband and I were the only ones in the elevator and he was standing
facing me, I felt a tickle at my neck. I
reached up to see what the tickle was and found the knot was untied. My husband said it was a friendly ghost as it
seemed it know how much discomfort I was feeling from the knot. If nothing else, it was a helpful
spirit.
One Scary and One Not
By: nechigrrl@yahoo.ca.
I have been reading many of
the stories with great interest, and feel compelled to share two experiences.
Before I continue, I must
say that this is an excellent site! I am part Native, and part White; my mom is
Cree and my dad is German. Much of the traditional teachings I received with
regards to spirits are very similar to the information on this site.
The first and scary
experience happened almost 20 years ago. I was in college, and not getting
along with my parents, so I moved out. I ended up moving in with a roommate
into a small 2 bedroom bungalow in
Well, one night during the
winter I was in my bedroom with a candle lit, trying to figure my life out. The
window was shut and my bedroom door was closed. The candle did not flicker or
waver like flames do when there is a breeze; the candle simply went out, as
though extinguished by someone or something. Well, this spooked me, to say the
least. So, I turned on my bedside light. The bulb make a 'pop' noise that bulbs
make when they burn out. There I was, sitting in the dark and extremely
agitated; I needed to get out of my room immediately. I tried to open my door
and the doorknob came off in my hand! The terror rose exponentially at that
point. My bedroom door wasn't a regular inside-the-house kind of door, but it
had a window in it, like an older kitchen door. I had hung a little curtain
over the pane for privacy. Without even thinking - like an instinctive response
- I smashed my fist through the pane of glass to be able to reach down and open
the door from the outside. I bolted from my room and fled to a friend's house.
Very soon after that, I
reluctantly moved home. I sure wasn't going to live in that little creep-fest
hovel anymore!! I suppose one could explain some of that night away given that
the house was old and in not very good shape. So, it's not surprising that the
door knob came off in my hand; I'm was in such a state of terror that I
probably used a little too much force trying to open the door. And, being a
student on a limited income, many of my belongings (including my bedside light)
were second-hand, so malfunctions wouldn't be that unlikely. But, the series of
events - candle, light, door knob - and the absolute terror convinced me that
there was a nasty spirit there.
More than ten years after
that, I was living in
After a while, we both
noticed that there seemed to be a third cat living with us - a cat you could
feel but not see. Either one of us would be doing the dishes and feel a cat
brush up against our legs but see nothing there. Or, one of us would be working
on the computer and feel the cat's tail brush against our legs as it apparently
walked under the chair, but see nothing.
The other two cats seemed
completely at ease with this. I had cats before as a child, but that had been
quite a few years before these occurrences. I had no idea who or what this
spirit was, or why it suddenly moved in with us. We were never frightened by
this, but I decided to 'smudge' the apartment anyway; 'smudging' is a
traditional cleansing ceremony that includes burning sage and prayer to the
Creator (known as God in the Christian faith). The cat spirit left and I have
never felt it again. I have had other experiences with people and pets passing
on, as well as some premonitions, but I will save them for another time. Be
well. All my relations.
No-One was There
By: txesaf@netscape.ca
I,m a big believer of ghosts
but when you see or experience things
that you really know can,t be ,you start to think its all in your head.I have
lived in the same place for 5 years now and I,m not sure but I think we have
some sort of entity.Well I have a 6,13
and 14 year old but for some reason my 6 year old and I are the only ones that
have had things happen to us.When my daughter was about 4,we were sitting
around watching TV I just happen to look at her (sitting on the floor) she
looked like she was following someone cross the floor in front of her and walk
down our hall.She says to me "mommy who's that man" I told her that I
didn't see a man and she informs that she did.I on the other hand am not liked
very much I don't think cause it locks me out of the house,I know what your thinking
but I have even changed the locks thinking the doorknob was the problem but it
didn't help, it cant be the kids either cause it happens when they are not home
as well. The first time it happened it was 10:30 at night and about - 30 F I
let our dog out to do her thing and shut the door then went to open it and it
was locked thinking now what do I do I started bagging on it in hopes one of
the kids will wake up to let me in. After about 20 min they did and let me in,
it has happened a few more times. Now I don't EVER shut the door when I go out
for a sec but it still locks on me, I just laugh and say you didn't get me.I
also saw something I cant explain, the kid got up before I did one Saturday
morning and they were in the living room watching TV .I got up and walked down the hall to the living room
the kids were standing at the entrance to the living room ,(I swear I was wide
awake) I saw this red T shirt (at least that's what my brain registered)
standing next to my kids then walk into the other room by the front door.I
asked the kids who was here they looked at me like I had finally lost my mind
and said no one,I know I saw it so I went to look who was here and I didn't
find anyone and the front door didn't open either.So that's my story and I
swear its true.
My Uncle
By: DRod39102@aol.com
When I was 11 years old I
lived with my mom, my sister and my uncle
My Grandparents' House
By: stovin44@bellsouth.net
My grandparents used to own
a home in New Hartford, CT. until about 5 years ago... It was a huge house,
mostly built by my Gramps, and it sat centered on about 4 1/2 acres of land. It
was really nice... In the daytime, anyhow.
It was a 2 story house, with
a huge attic, and a basement as well. There were a total of 5 bedrooms in the
main part of the house, and there was a 2 bedroom apartment connected to the
house. Now, just as a bit of background, my Gram and Gramps were some cool old
people. They traveled a LOT. In fact, they've been to many different countries,
and have been to all 48 continetnal states, plus
One night, when I was about
13, I was sleeping in the bedroom that was converted into my Gram's
needlepoint/sewing room. I woke up to go to the potty. The little freaky statue
man had the customary pillowcase pulled over him, and was standing in his usual
corner across the short, squared hall from "my room." I went potty,
and came out. First thing I always did, was I had to check and make sure that
the little man hadn't moved. I ended up wetting myself when I looked and saw
the pillowcase on the floor in the corner where scary statue man was, and then
looked at the corner by my door, and he was there. I was only in the bathroom
for 2 minutes... And, that statue was WAY too heavy for anyone to move it and
me not hear it. Everyone else was asleep anyhow. My older brother (the only one
who would have been sick enough to pull a mean prank like that) was not at my
grandparents' home... He was in Bark Hamsted (sp?) with my cousin Sean at my
Aunt Joanie and Uncle Jim's house. As soon as I saw that Mr. Man was waiting
for me by my door- probably waiting for me to walk by so that he could grab me
and eat me or something- I immediately took off running down the stairs (which
was an incredible feat for me in and of itself, if you've never seen a fat
13-year-old girl run before), and ran through the family/living room, through
the kitchen, into the foyer, and up the 2 steps to the attatched apartment
where my mother was sleeping with my little sister Hannah and my baby brother
Ryan. The next morning, bright and early, we went upstair to invesstigate...
And, where was the statue? Back in the corner it was supposed to be in, with
the pillowcase pulled over it.
My Ghost Experiences
By:
derrick_guffey_26@yahoo.com
i have had many encounters
with the paranormal since i was about 5-6 yrs old i have seen ghosts and i have
seen and heard and felt honest to gods demons. i wanted to share two of
these experiences with you. people can
think what they will but i take these things very seriously and know beyond a
shadow of a doubt that they are real and walk among us. the first ghost to ever
cross my path was that of a woman i was 5 at the time and had gone into the
kitchen to get a drink while my family was watching a movie on the hyda bed. i
was standing there drinking my water ,when i see in my peripheral vision a
woman in a white dress floating down the hall from my aunts room right into the
room occupied by my mother and myself. being as i was a child a thought only
that this lady didnt belong in our house. well i for some reason threw a
kitchen knife at it and you guessed it the knife went right through it. my mom
always said to me that the boogie man was in the closet so be careful. you know
what she was right only that it was the boogie woman. it was about two night
afterward that i saw the door to the closet bow outward as though someone or
something were trapped inside and was trying to get out. that door actually
splintered in a few places.
my second encounter was with
a phantom miner sounds wierd huh but let me just say that this was in
sacremento
My Encounter
By: Pomgranate07@aol.com
My name is Mari. After reading some of your stories, I decided
to share mine with you- just as an example to those who may not believe in
beyond natural beings........
About 2 years ago, I lived
with my parents and I slept in a 2 bedroom attic- ever since we moved there, my
mother had seen a little girl running from room to room--- and at night you
could feel something creeping around the bed but there was nothing there.
One night for some reason I
was really scared, so I slept with my lamp on.
I was awakened by my "mother" she came really up close to my
face and screamed at me- she said "I'm going to turn that light off
whether you like it or not". it
really scared me.
The next morning, I asked
her why she did that- she said "Mari, I slept all night, I didn't go upstairs
at all. if it wasn't her than who? Its something to think about.
By: rugger090@yahoo.com
you should check out the Gap
in uptown
I used to work there, and
rumor has it the building burnt down years ago, before it was a Gap. in the back stock room in the basement, it
still smells like charred wood, and no one will go in there alone.
creepy noises and other
wierd things have happened in there (boxes moved, etc.)
also..next door is an Urban
Outfitters where many of my friends worked, and apparently the ghosts there are
more bold. people have seen apparitions,
soda cans have overflowed without being touched, and people have been locked
into rooms, among other things.
the offices of both of these
buildings are downstairs, but most people won't be in there alone, as there is
always kinda of a feeling of being watched, noises, and just a basic feeling of
not being alone when you are.
thought you might be
interested, or wanted to look into it!
Mercywood Hospital/Ann
Arbor, MI experience
By: serajadeyn@hotmail.com
I thought i would share this
story, since it concerns information on this page. This past week I went over
to a brand new (roughly 5 years old) apartment complex off Jackson Rd. Near Zeeb.
Upon visiting the complex with a roommate of mine, we found it to be a very
excellent complex and even seemed to be a decent neighborhood. I had a little
bit of an uneasy feeling about this place but attempted to shrug it off in
interests of a nice apartment close to work. As we talked to a person in the
office, the feeling grew, and continued as such that by the end of the showing
of the unit, it was so uncomfortable that i had to leave. Little known to me,
but at the end of the tour, an impression of something very WRONG hit my
roommate "like a ton of bricks" as he put it. This impression was so
strong i passed on this complex, however i could NOT shake the feeling i had
gotten from that place for several hours afterwards. I tried doing some
research after a friend had told me there was a Commune right next to the
place, and that she had gotten a strange feeling from that location as well.
Taking a guess that there had to been some sort of rash of violent muders,
defiled graves, or possibly a haunting, I came across Shadowlands. I remember
someone showing me this site before, but now it felt like there was a reason i
came back. I saw the blurb on the
Ghost or Ghost
By:
cookiedough2222@yahoo.com
Okay. I am fourteen years
old and I am in high school. I live near the town of
Many Strange Things in that
House
By: Ltiger698@aol.com
BACK IN 1992-96 I LIVED IN
THAT HOUSE STILL HAUNTS ME!
I BELIEVE IT WAS THE FIRST
YEAR WE MOVED THERE
I WOULD PUT MONEY-AND STUFF
IN THE KITCHEN AND FIND IT UPSTAIRS!
MY DAUGHTER HAD A CROSS
ABOVE HER BED AND IN THE MORNING THE CROSS WOULD BE UPSIDE DOWN! THAT HAPPEN
EVERY NIGHT
THEN ONE DAY SHE WAS DOING
THE FLOORS AND SAW A BLACK MAN COMING DOWN THE STAIRS AND GO THU THE WALL! I
SAW THE SAME MAN IN MY SON'S ROOM LOOKING OUT HIS WINDOW, THEN AGAIN IN THE
BATHROOM!
I RAN A DAY CARE IN THAT
HOUSE AND WHEN THE KIDS WENT DOWN FOR A NAP
I WOULD LAY ON THE SOFA AND
ONE DAY I SWEAR TO GOD IT FELT LIKE SOMEONE WAS TRYING TO CHOKE ME! I EVEN HAD MARKS ON MY NECK BUT MY THEN
HUSBAND DIDN'T BELIEVE ME NOTHING EVER HAPPEN WHEN HE WAS AROUND! MY WEDDING GOWN WAS TURNED UPSIDE IN THE ATTIC
AND IT ALWAYS FELT LIKE SOMEONE WAS WATCHING ME
MY DAUGHTER FELT IT TO
THE BASEMENT WAS AN OTHER
STORY I WAS REALLY AFRAID TO BE ALONE DOWN THERE YOU COULD THE EVIL LIKE THE
DEVIL HIM LIVED THERE! IT COULD A HUNDRED OUTSIDE AND SO COLD IN THAT HOUSE,
LIKE I SAID YOU COULD PUT SOMETHING IN ONE ROOM AND FIND IT IN ANOTHER ROOM, SOMETHING
WAS ALWAYS HAPPENING THERE
I WAS SO GLAD WHEN WE MOVED!
Jewelry Store
By: amslips@yahoo.com
Downtown Bay City MI
Jewelery store. I worked there for 10 yrs and several things happened to me and
some other employee's. Co-workers and I
have both heard our names being called on more then one occasion. Things being
hid and moved things turning on and off like lights and machinery. I was
touched by a unseen hand and old broken clocks would chime. Once four of us
were standing at the counter talking, and there was a fountain on the counter
next to me and as we were talking the stones in the fountain would fly out and
hit me. We just joke about it because something was always happening especially
to me. We think that the spirit is the spirit of an old man that used to work
at the store.He always helped me out before he died and I think he is still
helping us out in death, all you have to
do is just ask Him to help and he will help. He has found many things for me.
But that's a whole other story.
I Have a Ghost Experience
By:
revoltingdrunk@hotmail.com
i was about 8 or 9 this is
in
thank you
Haunted Places
By: joemckay@peoplepc.com
There is one place that has
not been put in your hauntings, back home where I'am from we have a haunted
casino many people don't belive that we do but I have worked there for over 3
years and have heard the stories of the buffet being haunted. After the buffet
would close down for the night you would hear pots and pans being moved around,
also the water would run. One time the secruity was informed of a mess in the
kitchen, they investgated the kitchen and found things have been thrown around
but there were no employee in the area. In their report they wrote that the
buffet staff did not clean the kitchen after closing it down, that was found to
be untrue cause the supervisors said they check the kitchen before anyone is
allowed to leave. Until this day no one knows what or who causes the mess but
it has happened 5 more times after that. The other part of the casino that is haunted is the hotel, room
312 or 307 has been reported as haveing little ghosts such as small children
pulling the covers off of the guest and turning on the water. One guest
reported that they could not sleep cause of
the children running in the hallways and doors slaming in the middle of
the night. Only once has it been caught on tape by the survalliance camera but
no one would believe that ghosts haunt the place. This casino was said to be
built on Indian prayer grounds and was told not to have it built but the people
back home went ahead and had it built any ways cause would bring new jobs for
their people.
I have worked there but not
have heard or seen any of it was only told the storys. I really don't want to
name the place cause I'm afraid of being in trouble our people but if they did
not want any one to know about this they should have not built the casino, I
have been told that employees still hear and see the ghost. Back home there
alot of haunted places but I find this one to be the most, They say the hoff
man is yet to visit this place cause he has visited the old casino before this
one was built. The old one was built in
Sincerely,
Haunted Old Farm Site,
By: GOM@webtv.net
I've sent several stories to
your site regarding some of my experiences, when I was a teenager, living in a
housing development in northern
I used to babysit for the
many young families who resided in the development. One family, I'll call then the
"Pecks", were a particularly sour lot, especially the man of the
family. This man had altercations with
just about every other family in the development of approximately 20 families.
I did not babysit for this
family very often but it was an unsettling experience whenever I did. The Pecks had only one child, a son of about
8 or 9, who was a very
quiet, frightened-looking boy (frightened, we all thought, by the sour Mr.
Peck).
Mr. Peck kept what was his
"library" on two shelves in the rec room.
There was nothing much of
interest to read from this collection.
One book though, which was prominently displayed, was a copy of
Hitler's, "Mein Kampf".
Whenever I was there I would
see small, scurrying shadows along the floor.
I put it down to feeling tired.
Indeed, after about an hour in the creepy Peck house, I would begin to
feel very sleepy. On one occasion,
possibly the last one in which I babysat for them, the small shadow
"animals" were so numerous that I put my feet up on the couch to
avoid them! There were so many in front
of me on the rug that they resembled hundreds of grey rats on a feeding frenzy.
With the exception of the
old farmhouse, this was probably one of the creepiest houses in the development
in which I babysat. For what it may be
worth, this development was very close to some high voltage power lines.
Haunted Jail
By: Foxchild7992@aol.com
I'm from Ohio and I work in
a jail.It's pretty old and there has been a few deaths in the long history of
the correctional facilty.One night I was supervising some inmates doing a work
detail in the intake area.It was getting close to quitting time so I told the
work crew to start
wrapping things up.while the
inmates were heading back to their cells I could hear a few inmates in the
bathroom finishing up.(I could hear their sneakers squeaking) I opened up the
bathroom and their was nobody there.I also heard other staff saying they could
see a human
Form running when they are
back in the intake area.I worked 3rd shift in the central control booth and I
can hear footsteps but nobody is around
and it's
Haunted Apartment
By:
dorothy.melendrez@swri.org
Hello,
I'm sure you get a lot of
stories, but if you have time, can you please read and post mine? Thanks!
Six years ago, my husband,
infant son, and I moved into our first apartment in
I never saw nor heard
anything, but I always felt odd, like I was being watched, and strange things
happened, mostly every time, when my son and I were there alone. The first event happened when my husband was
home, but was not in the same room. I
was in my son's room on the carpet playing with him, while my husband was in
the living room watching T.V. In my
son's room on top of his dresser sat a Rugrats piggy bank. It was one of those that moved and played the
Rugrats theme whenever a coin was inserted, or if the button was pressed. We were nowhere near the thing, and it all of
a sudden started playing! I freaked,
needless to say, and couldn't move a muscle!
I got chills, and couldn't speak for a few minutes after it
happened. I don't think I'd ever been so
scared in my life! My son was too little
to think anything of it and still played.
I called out to my husband and told him what happened, and he said there
was probably just something mechanically wrong w/it, no big deal, so I shrugged
it off.
The next event happened
while my husband was at school in the evening, so I was alone with my son. He was about 13-14 months old and
walking. I was in my room, and he was
playing in his. Then he came running in
my room, crying. He took my hand, and
was leading me to his room, like he wanted to show me something. He didn't talk, but he pointed to the corner
of his room, right next to the dresser the Rugrats piggy bank was, and just
grunted, like he was pointing something out to me. I didn't see anything, but he kept pointing
and grunting, and he seemed scared.
After that, I started to think he saw something I could not, and the
place might be haunted.
There were times my husband
would stay out late with his friend while I was home, so I'd keep the chain
lock unlocked so he could get in so I wouldn't have to get out of bed to let
him in. Many times he wasn't able to get
in, because everything was locked, when I knew before I went to bed, the chain
lock wasn't locked. He would knock until
I got up to let him in, and he would say how he couldn't get in, and of course,
all the locks would be locked...weird!
Another time, I was getting
ready for work in my bedroom. Again, I
was alone. My husband was already at
work, and my son was still asleep. I had
my bedroom door closed, but not all the way.
Something made me turn to look at it, and I saw it moving slightly, as
if someone was on the other side, looking through the crack, but it didn't open
any more than it was. I thought the door
was gonna fly open any second, but it didn't.
I was so scared, but I tried to ignore it, and go back to what I was
doing.
That's all I remember about
the apartment. Thank God we moved out
after our lease was up!
Haunted Apartment Building
By: singindm@peoplepc.com
At the time, I was a tenant
of one of the apartment buildings at 31st and
One early morning, about 2
or 3 AM, I awoke from sleep (or half asleep and half awake) hearing voices in
the room with me and saw hovering over me two people (ghosts or apparitions)
and they were discussing how I died and how I looked peaceful and rested,
etc. They thought I was dead and were
apparently at my funeral. I also heard
voices out on the front porch talking about my death and when I went to look
out the window to see if anyone was there, there was no one. But yet the talking kept on going, and I saw
a group of ghosts (as I will call them for a lack of another term) on the front
porch mourning my death.
This was a very frightening
experience for me and I still remember it to this day. Both the houses have been torn down now and a
huge condominium built in their place.
But was this an experience of ghostly encounters for me? I am still trying to figure out what exactly
happened that one early morning about three years ago.
Grandma's Doll
By: mathgirl1993@msn.com
This happened years ago,
when I was about six or seven. I was
playing at my grandparents house with my sister and my cousin. My grandmother had recently died of cancer. I believed in ghosts then, and convinced my
sister and cousin to put a doll in my grandmothers old room to see what would
happen. It was a battery-powered Tommy
Pickles doll from Rugrats. We turned it
off, placed it where her head used to go, and left, locking the doors. We came back after dinner, knowing that we
had the only key to the room. When we
opened the door, not only was the doll on a different part of the bed, but it
had been turned on! It was mumbling
words that it had never said before. My
cousin gasped, and the doll turned over to look at us. It stopped talking, and just stared at us with
wide eyes. I picked it up, looking at
the control panel. It had been off the
whole time! We ran to our grandpa and
told him what happened, but he told us that we had had too much food and were
seeing things. I don't know about you,
but I think it was a ghostly expirience.
Girl on the Stairs
By: atownbg@hotmail.com
I lived at my parents' house
until about two years ago. They and my
brothers still live there, and I now live nextdoor. They have owned the house for 20 years. Ever since I was young, I could remember
strange things happening there. Fans
would turn on by themselves. A
basketball once rolled itself across the room.
Another time I was going into the living room to get a cassette my
mother asked to me to get, and it was on the floor, away from all the others,
as if it was left there for me.
As time went on, things were
still creepy. One night my bed shook for
no
reason, waking up me and my
boyfriend. But one night was truly
unbelievable, and to this
day, talking about it scares me. It is
great to have a place to share it.
This was about 2 years ago,
and at that time I slept in the basement of the house, which my parents had
made into a small apartment. I woke up
thirsty, and sat up to take a sip of water from a glass I had next to the
bed. I looked up and saw a girl standing
at the top of the stairs.
She was wearing a red and
white flowered dress, had long hair, and was facing the top of the stairs. It looked so real, I was about to say
"who are you?" thinking maybe my brothers had a friend over or
something. She proceeded to fall
backwards down the stairs, and disappear into thin air.
Terrified, I jumped out of
bed, turned on the light, and ran upstairs, where I sat trembling on the couch
in the living room. I could hear a faint
sound of singing (which i had heard in the house before) and it sounded like a
man and young girl. I figured that my
parents upstairs had their radio on. I
had no tv or radio on. My brothers then
came home and I told them what happened.
They sat up with me which helped me calm down, and I eventually fell
asleep. The next day I told my parents
the story, and asked if they had had the radio on. My father's response was no, and that he had
heard beautiful voices singing and thought it was something I had been
listening to.
We also saw that the light
at the top of the basement stairs, where I saw the girl, along with the lights
directly above it on the first and second floors all went out, and the light
bulb in each had actually broken.
Luckily, I was due to move
into an apartment nextdoor weeks later, and I never slept in the basement
again. I still live nextdoor. A few times on Sundays, the tv has gone on by
itself, and it is always a broadcast of a catholic mass. At night, I will wake up to find the basement
door opened and the light on, when I know it was turned off when I went to
bed. Only weeks ago, the bedroom door
slammed shut for no reason. The windows
were all shut so it could not have been wind.
It troubles me that these
things are still happening although I have moved.
If anyone has any insight to
share, it is appreciated.
By: prudydevil@yahoo.com
my granpa owned a couple of
houses on a street in jamestown ny one of the things that happen to me is i was
laying in bed one night trying to fall back to sleep after going to the
bathroom looking at the bathroom door a man appeared kind of see thew but he had on a cowboy hat
brown a white shirt brwn vest and brown
pants he smiled at me ! then vanished
into thin air !
the next morning i told my
grandpa what i had seen he just looked at me & smiled asked if i was
kidding i said no he said you just descibed my grandfather in what he was
wearing the day he passed away ! he also came to vistit him as well i have not
seen him since but every once in awhile i will catch somthing out the corner of
my eye i know its him i get the same feeling i did that night
About My Ghost
By: Garrett
Hi Dave my name is garrett
and it would be so kind of you if you would submit a ghost story for me.The
thing I have to tell you about is there's a sort of spirit in my woods or
atleast i think there is, it's a creature that takes shape as a 6-foot tall
male completely coated in shiny black. Me and my friend Charlie were going in the
woods one night about 2 years ago and when my house was out of sight we were at
this intersection in the path were 4 mappel trees were I shined my flashlight
up in the top of one of the trees and saw it.It jumped down at us and knocked
me over the only facial features were its shining yellow eyes. Right when we
thought we were going to be killed the creature looked over to the left then
looked at use then took to the trees and ran off. We didn't know what scared it
off,but i learned that my great grand father died in those wood so maybe his
spirit was protecting us from this creature. Also it attacked me and my friend
sam in broad daylight once and i have never seen it since.
Fond du Lac St. Mary's
Springs
By: sonburst@execpc.com
I am a student at St. Mary's
A certain teacher at my
school who is still teaching today, used to sleep in the "main
building" (not Boyle Hall. -there are three buildings. left-modern school middle-now abandoned "main
building" abandoned since 2001. and right- Boyle hall, oldest and original
school building also abandoned.) He slept on the fourth floor which used to be
a dormitory for nuns. He was in his room
when he heard footsteps coming down the hall towards his door. The footsteps stopped, then the doorknob
started to jiggle to be opened.
immediately the teacher yelled "go away" and immediately ran
to open the door to confront his intruder. no one was there. he looked up and down the hallway. no
one. a person would've ran to the
staircase which could not have been reached in a full sprint by the time my
teacher looked into the hallway. all
other doors in the hallway were shut and he didnt hear any of the doors open
and shut in order for the intruder to quickly hide in. Even if there was a person in one of the
other rooms, he was too petrified to search.
Disappearing Picture
By: TrntRn7@aol.com
When I was little I used to
spend the night with my grandma every Friday night. She lived in
The next morning we woke up
and ate breakfast. I suggested we go back to that little girls grave to have a
better look at her picture. When we went back we couldn't find it anywhere.
I recently took my kids
there and we looked for it. To this day I cannot find that gravestone.
I asked my grandma if she
remembers that night. She told me she did. I was surprised. I thought maybe I
dreamed it. But she confirmed it was not a dream.
Demonic Possession
By: vickiej@braasco.com
My family and I lived in
this house between 1983-86 and our family would encounter many strange events.
We had a big tree that had
strips about 5 " wide and 7-10 feet long
3 side by side, like a huge cat or something was trying to clime it, the
bark was laid out in a neat row leading to the old milk barn for the 2 cows we
kept. We had a tree specialist come from
10,000 POUND PUTTY CAT.
Other strange events would occur, missing
items that would show up a week or so later in the same spot you thought you
left it in. Our dog's would sit at the end of the driveway and viciously bark
and snarl, you would have to drag them away. Our Dairy cows would evade there
milk path in a panic when there was nothing there that we could see. Foul odors
that only one person could smell when there was three people in the room at the
same time, and the smell would pass to the next and you could not smell it
anymore, horrific odor, smelt like burnt hair and rubber and other things that
you could not even describe. We would try to decorate by putting on wallpaper
or paint, but when we would wash the walls to prep before, they would ooze a
crude red liquid and then the odors would start up again. I remember my sister
saying "Mom!! The walls are bleeding".
We noticed that everything
we brought in new, it would not work. Like our Lawn mower, brand new try to
start it on the lawn and nothing would happen, not even a sputter. We took it
back several time only to be embarrassed when the guy would start it with one
pull and look at us like idiots.
I started the lawn mower on
We started putting King
James Bibles on anything that would not work and believe it or not it worked.
There is another family that
lives there now and I am concerned about from time to time. I see many cars
that look like they should work but do not ever move in the yard. I hope that
no one is hurt or worse yet
possessed.
Curious
By: Foxy8154@aol.com
ok heres the story...my
friend Cindy has a 4 year old daughter,Taylor, about a year and a half ago her
she had some blood work done and it came back terrible..they thought she might
have lukemia. The night before she had everything rechecked, i stayed the night
with them for some moral support..