Elk Street 2002-2004
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 on a Monday morning when one of the high low drivers broke a main water line that caused all the presses to be shut down. I'd been working there for 2 years and had never seen or heard of all the press operators being sent home as there is always something else for us to do, rework, cleaning...
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 . It may have been a coincidence, but MAN, what a coincidence!
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.
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
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.
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
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.
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"
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
Tall Floating Figure
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
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
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
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
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.
When I was 11 years old I
lived with my mom, my sister and my uncle
My Grandparents' House
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
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
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.
you should check out the Gap
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
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
Okay. I am fourteen years
old and I am in high school. I live near the town of
Many Strange Things in that House
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!
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
i was about 8 or 9 this is
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
Haunted Old Farm Site,
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.
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 AM.I heard the jail was built on an Indian burial ground.
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
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.
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
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.
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
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
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.
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.
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
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..