When I was little, my Dad was stationed at Loring AFB, in Maine, (it is
now closed). This was back in the mid to late sixties, and when we
moved on base our new home was a multiplex apartment building. The
family who lived next door to us, the husband had a heartattack in the
downstairs bathroom, the wife came over and got my Dad, and he
performed cpr on him but he died. I'm not sure how much time passed
but, the family moved out and another moved in. My mother and Mrs.
Cruise, (who's family moved in) became friends and she would come over
and have coffee and chit-chat with my Mom.
One day she came over and was talking to my mother and she said that her
apartment was haunted. My mother had never told her that a man had died
in there before she moved in, so she just asked Mrs. Cruise what made
her think that it was haunted. She told my mom that she knew that a man
died in her bathroom, Mom was shocked and asked how she knew that, she
told her that when she went in the downstairs bathroom she would see him
lying in the floor. Mom was shocked and asked what he looked like and
she said just a black misty thing, and that when her kids were at school
someone would roll a ball down the stairs! Well, that's it, they never
really talked much about it after that, I wish everyone who has had a
weird experience in on base housing would tell their stories, I'm sure
there would be many
6 years ago I was with two friends of mine.We were walking up the end a
road talking about childhood,growing up,our fears and dreams.While talking
we walked in front of an old empty house (it had been empty for about
20years).As we walked by it we saw what looked like fire flies in each
window each a different color.We then looked around to try to figure out if
it was a reflected light we were seeing or if it was coming from inside
the house.(the moon was not out it was cloudy that night) We were standing
in the road and when we started walking toward the house.We all heard a
noise behind us a sort of buzzing noise (like a bottle cap spun off your
fingers).Suddenly a black ball like form went over our heads toward the
house,we thought it to be an owl or something.Then we heard the same type
of noise behind us in the woods a whirling sound.Just then a yellow ball 6"
or 7" in diameter came a foot and a half from our heads toward the house
by that time we were out of there. The very next day I was going to work
with my girlfriend (who is my wife now).We were traveling down route 2 in
Wendell,MA ,when I saw what looked like a deer in the woods the eyes
reflecting back at us.So I slowed the car down to about 40mph careful not
to hit it if it came over the guardrail.We were roughly 50'from it when it
came across but it wasn't a deer .It was a little blue light almost like
liquid light,a small 2"ball.I've never seen anything move so fast in my
life,back and forth fromthe other side of the road.I never told my girl
friend about the night before she might think that I was crazy. I thought
it was just me that had seen it .She said did you see that and I said see
what.She described it to me,It was the same thing I saw .To this day I
don't know what it was .It was a little more than coincidence it was twice
in two days ,and with witnesses.Two weeks later the house burned down.Three
years after the first experience, Curt(one of the friends I went with the
first time),another friend and I went to the same place to see if it could
happen again.As soon as we hit the property line we got this chill up the
back of our legs.When that happened I told Curt to start talking about the
same topics as three years ago.About two minutes later the other friend
thought he saw a dark shadow cross in front of us,neither me nor curt saw
anything.Maybe 4or 5 minute went by.So then I told curt to go back to the
same story when Tim thought he saw something.Suddenly we heard a voice it
sounded 100' away a loud whisper it said"hey hi"and about 3 seconds later
we heard it again but 6' in the woods to our left.We turned around and got
out of there,Tim is too paranoid anyway.Curt and I are still interested in
it.We both have had alot of the same paranormal experiences together at
least 20 different times.And I think that when we had that other person
things might have happened.I mean we may have got into a different mindset
accepting the unknown like a child would, and the stories gave us
flight.Who knows? The place is still active the are still cold spots in the
road at night.I've ordered some Infared film to try to see what might be
there.We are still very curios to what happend there in the past.
Thank you very much hope to here from someone
When I was young, about six or seven I expereinced several ghost
sightings. My bed used to face the hallway and I remember and not why but I woke up and
looked down the hall. I recall a white transparent shape floating down the hall. I
can't remember who it looked like because believe me it wasn't for very long. My head went
under my covers as quick as it went out. After a bit I looked again and this time it
was closer. Minutes later I looked again to see it by my brother on the other side of
the room. Once again it was duck and cover. The next time I looked up it was over me and
well that was enough for this six year old and of course run and scream into mom and dads
room. I recall this happening several times including seeing a red and black
hunting jacket going down the hall. Over time I've tried to bring reason to these sighting
and my only explanation to the event if any was that this was my grandfather
overlooking is grand kids. He died before I was born and They had the property behind ours.
My father also related a story of a presence in the garage of his parents years
before this. Its one of those things that unless you actually experience it , it's not
really real. I still wonder to this day.
I've read several of the stories on your site, and this one probably sounds
familiar--but I thought I'd add it to your collection. When I was 12 years
old (15 years ago) I was babysitting for a friend of my mothers, and had
planned on spending the night since she had planned on being out late. I
don't know what time it was, or why I even woke up, but when i did (I was
sleeping on the couch), the figure of a young girl, roughly 5 or 6 years
old appeared before me. I immediately became frightened, becuase I was
babysitting two young boys. The girl didn't appear to be menacing at all,
in fact she was rather pretty. She was however, dressed in what I can only
refer to as "Little House on The Prarie" clothes, complete with bonnet.
She had long blond hair, braided down both sides, and all she did was smile
at me. I was terrified, and rubbed my eyes thinking I was having some sort
of waking nightmare, but when I opened them, she was still there. The next
thing I did was put my blanket over my head, and chant "please go away"
over and over again. After a few minutes that felt like hours, I removed
the blanket and she was gone. This is the only experience I've ever had
with the paranormal, but I thought you might be interested.
I have never written this down because I didn't think anyone would take
me seriously. I came arcoss your web site by accident. I as looking
for Halloween poems to share with some students of mine. (Purely for
entertainment only) Well I have had some experience with what I believe
are spirits or a spirit. I moved into a third floor apartment in
August, 1994. I began to experience things in 1995. Please remember I
am new at this and I'm still skeptical.
My first episode occurred around 11:15-11:30 pm. I was reading as I
always do at that hour. I was propped up on two pillows. My cat was on
my bed with me and was lounging. She then sat up and began looking at
the ceiling. I thought maybe she had spotted a moth or a fly but there
was nothing. her eyes began to dart about and she then jumped off the
bed. I resumed my reading. A few minutes later, while I was still
reading, a very soft, gentle, and cool, (not cold) breeze came over my
left arm. There was not a window open, a fan on, or anything that can
explain the soft breeze. It was actually comforting. I went to bed and
didn't experience any more until a few months later.
Around the same time at night, I as reading, propped up on my pillows,
my cat was in the den, I felt something on my bed with me. I thought it
was my cat's paws, but no she wasn't there. It was as if someone had
placed their hand on the side of my leg. It was very light and
non-threatening. But I really felt strange. I began to think then,
that maybe this was a ghost or spirit. I began telling some of my
co-workers to get their opinion. I then began to notice that when I
would turn on my tv it would turn off right away. This happened for
awhile. I attributed that to electronics.
Another situation that really bothered me occurred on a Thursday evening
in November of 1996. I went to the grocery store just 2 minutes away.
When I came back the door to the crawl space above the kitchen was wide
open. It looked as if someone had moved it. In order for it to be
moved (it was located on the ceiling) would be for someone to push up on
the wood and push it over. I was fascinated and was getting spooked.
It was winding the whole night and I figured that the wind had something
to do with the dorr being moved. It had never happened before or since
then. That really didn't seem to make sense. i often try to
rationalize situations such as this but this really made me wonder.
The last and probably the scariest for me occurred this year in March.
It was around 6:30 pm and I was making dinner. My sister phoned me.
While I was trying to cut up peppers and talk to her at the same time i
realized I couldn't do both. I put down the small paring knife on the
counter and walked into the den. When I walked back into the kitchen
the small knife was in the kitchen floor. It looked as if someone had
thrown it on the floor. I know to this day that I placed the knife on
the cutting board away from the edge. My cat was not in the kitchen and
I knew that this was something. I remember getting off the phone and
just standing there looking at the knife. i tried to recreate the knife
in the floor by dropping it several times. It never stuck. I'm sure
there's a rational reason. Well that night I decided to "talk" to
whomever this may be. I said " I'm not afraid to live in this
apartment." I also said that "I was sorry if anyone did them wrong in
anyway and that doing things like this didn't really bother me." I was
telling the truth about (75%) I was very calm. I thought maybe this
spirit, it it were a spirit was a young woman or even a young girl.
In June 1997, I experienced my last episode. I was moving out from my
apartment and had packed everything except some necessities. I was
sleeping on the floor in the den, (I had no bed, couch etc.) It was
about. 2:00 am when I sprang up and noticed I was bleeding on my right
arm. It was a perfect 2 inch incision. What it could have been i don't
fully know. I went into the bathroom and noticed that I had 4-5 spots
of blood. They turned out to be small punctures. I thought for sure
that it was my cat. He was necx to me when I woke up but he looked as
if he were surprized as well. i immediately checked his paws to see if
he had any blood on them. He didn't. This did scare me. I have a
scar on my right arm and still don't understand what it was. It it was
my cat, what was he thinking. (My other kitty I mentioned couldn't
handle living there anymore. I took her back to my parents in January.
She was destroying the entrance door. This kitty who was with me in
June is my male kitty) Anyway, one week later I was completely moved
out and have never forgotten those experiences. I'm sure there must be
some explanation for some of those things, but in a way, I believe
someone else was there with me. may she was angry that I was leaving.
I was good tenant; very calm and peaceful.
I hope this doesn't sound like jibberish. I really felt weird at times.
I have read several storied and realize others have had very BAD
experiences with spirits and felt their lives were in danger. I never
really felt that at all. I did have a dream that scared me though. I
hope someone can tell me whether these can or cannot be rationalized or
I have been reading the collection of stories here for some time, and
finally I decided to pass on mine. This story has been told to
countless of my friends and family- and of course freaked them all out.
I am a firm believer that there are things beyond our experiences, and
that sometimes they cannot be explained by science. The following story
is an experience that I had, as well as others in my family.
The first story is about the Blue Lady........
Our farmhouse was built in 1894. We bought the place, after the death
of the most recent owners in 1975. Of course, my parents felt the need
to remodel, and bring the house up to code. For a while the house was
in disarray - and weird things began to happen.
My father was sitting in the living room watching the television, we he
caught movement out of the corner of his eye. He said to his best
recollection it was an older woman, dressed in blue running from the
kitchen to the bathroom. He was shaken, but dismissed the incident.
Not to long after that my mother, sitting in the same location saw the
same woman run from the bathroom to the kitchen. My mother described
her in the same way that my father had, adding that she was able to see
the windows and the wall through the woman as she dashed across the
After the remodeling was completed neither of my parents can remember
seeing the woman again.
A Story About George..........
Strange occurrences in our farmhouse were becoming commonplace. We had
just resigned ourselves to the fact that the house was haunted, and
lived with it. We had a frequent visitor whom we called George. We
assumed it was a man, that is just how the presence "felt".
The summer between my freshman and sophomore in college I was waiting
tables, and working many hours. One morning I awoke at 4:11 a.m. and
saw the figure of what appeared to be a man in a trench coat standing at
the foot of my bed. Still in waitress mode I asked "Can I help you?"
and the figure rushed at my face. My heart pounding I frantically
turned on the light and looked around the room. I was alone. For the
rest of the summer I continued to wake up once or twice a week at 4:11
a.m. ....and always the same occurrence. It got to the point that I
refused to look at the end of the bed, and took to sleeping with the
light on. I thought I was cracking up, just working too many hours I
figured. I told no one about the incidents.
That fall my parents split up, and my mother took to sleeping in my
room. She called me at college and we were having one of our weekly
chats, when she mentions - quite calmly- "Did you have any 'trouble'
sleeping in this room before you left?" - I asked her to clarify her
question and she said - "Well, I keep waking up at 4:11 a.m. in the
morning to see a dark man standing at the end of my bed, and then
suddenly he rushes at my face." Needless to say I almost dropped the
phone. I wasn't the only one- my mothers friend, who has since
succumbed to cancer- experienced the same.
Other than the unnerving feeling of being rushed at and watched, we
never really felt in any danger.
My Aunt and Uncle have now purchased the farmhouse, and renovated it
back to it's original state when it was built in 1894. My Aunt won't
sleep in the room in question, but says she does here creaks and groans
in the floor, but figures it is the natural pine floors, but I have a
feeling it is George checking things out and making sure that everything
Hi I just had to add to your page some true accounts! I won't mention
names for privacy.
The house was in Carencro, Louisiana and it was my step-uncle's. Every
summer I'd go spend a few weeks up there with my cousin.
First off, this is what happened to them before I had my own
My Aunt was washing her hair at the kitchen sink and my cousin was
sitting at the table reading. Well my Aunt stood erect and said, "Oh,
did *Mark* just come in here?" My cousin told her no, and it wasn't
him. What had happened was that she felt someone come up behind her and
wrap their arms around her waist, which her husband usually did.
Another time my guy cousin was in the Kitchen late at night fixing a
bowl of cereal and he heard someone shout, "Get out the kitchen!" His
step-dad didn't like him going to the kitchen all hours of the night, so
my cousin thinking that it was his step-dad yelling at him took off to
the bedroom. The next day he asked if he's step-dad had been up around
the time and found out that he was sound asleep at the time.
On other occasions the "Ghosts" loved my female cousin. She seemed to
get their attention the most. One night her ceiling fan fell. Other
times she heard voices, her mother too heard voices. They said it always
sounded like a woman and man yelling at each other.
One day my Aunt walked in and found my cousin sleeping on the floor and
she asked her why, The night before and it happened on a couple of
occasions something threw her out of her bed against the wall. Now
usually it just pulled her out the bed, but she eventually opted for the
floor once it threw her against the wall.
Now, my Aunt and her children told my step-uncle time again about these
events and he just shrugged it off. Till one night a ball of light shot
in front of his face and hovered then flew off and disappeared. After
cussing and freaking out he asked my Aunt who was laughing, "Did you see
that?!" She was laughing more out of relief because he had finally
seen, other than that she was pretty scared about what was going on in
Now my Aunt and my cousins never told me about these things but, when I
would go visit I felt like someone was watching. Eery Feeling,
sometimes I felt all the hair on my arms and neck stand up. One day I
was walking down the hallway which had a mirror at the end. As I was
approaching my Uncle's bedroom to get my cousin, I noticed a black mist
hovering behind me over head. I turned around to get a better look, but
nothing was there! When I looked back into the mirror it was still
there staying still until I moved on, every step I took it followed. I
tried not to think to much about it, I told myself my imagination was
getting the best of me (Please remember I still did not know of the
occurences going on in the house!) Well a couple of years later my
cousin and I decided to stay at the house for the night. No one was
When we went to bed, house locked up and alarm on. There was a loud
knock at the bedroom door! Three times it pounded. I shook my cousin
and in a frantic whisper I asked, "Did you hear that? Someone's in the
house and their knocking at the door!" She covered her head and told me
it was the refrigerator. Now after spending plenty of summers there and
knowing good and well what the refrigerator sounded like when dumping
ice, I grabbed at her arm and said, "You know that's not the freezer!"
She asked me to please go to sleep. I could not I felt like static
energy covered my skin. The next day after leaving the house and being
very tired, my cousin told me about everything that had happened. I
have never ever ever been back to that house. I probably would go back,
but then again...I reeaally don't have a reason to!
Six years ago, my daughter's boyfriend, "R.", was killed in a terrible
automobile accident; he was very young, not quite 19 years old. He & my
daughter had a 9 month old baby boy & R. had worked hard to overcome
problems borne of youth & immaturity so they could finally be together as a
family. Days before the accident, he decided to start attending church &
just hours before he died, he had been hired for a new job, which was to
start the next morning. Elated, he called my daughter to tell her the
wonderful news, but she wasn't home.
R.died at 9:00 p.m. At 9:00 p.m., our phone rang; no one was there.
Also at 9:00, a picture fell off the wall, crashing to the floor. That was
only the beginning...
One of his mother's friends reported that, though she didn't learn of
his death until the next day, she heard R.'s voice crying & calling out to
her constantly during the night. She was confused & frightened, as she was
definitely awake at the time.
My older daughter also heard him call out to her.
A few days after the funeral, my husband heard a young man's voice
coming from the baby's room, saying "Hey, little dude!", which was a
nickname R. used frequently for the baby. He also heard the jingling of
what sounded like car keys. He couldn't figure out who it could be, so he
threw the door open; there was no one there, except the baby, standing up
in his crib, giggling, arms stretched upward toward empty air, as if he'd
been waiting for someone he loved to pick him up.
The next day, my daughter heard someone walking down the hall in the
direction of the front door, car keys jingling. She was apprehensive,
because of the things that had already happened. She went into the hall &
sure enough, no one was there & the door was still locked & latched from
Many more things like this continued to happen, until one night my
daughter saw R. She was in bed, when she looked up & there he was,
"floating" toward her, smiling all the while. His figure floated toward
her until it was directly above her, at which point R. leaned over &
"kissed" her. She was terrified at the time, but now finds what happened
After that, the visits stopped. We've pretty much decided that R. just
wanted to say good-bye. He was so young & died unexpectedly; we think he
just wasn't ready to let go.
As a footnote to this, my grandson, who is now 6 years old, mentions
from time to time how "I wish daddy would come & visit me at night like he
Ghosts and ghost tales seem to follow my mother's side of the family like a
faithful friend. There is nothing friendly about this stuff, however! My
great-grandmother is a living archive of the family ghosts. Here is one of
the spookier true tales she related....
My great-grandfather died many years ago, after an extended illness, I
believe. In his last moments, Granny (my great-grandmother) and her daughter
took turns watching over him. One day when Gan-Gan (the family's nickname
for my great-grandfather) could hardly breathe and Granny and Grandma knew
he was about to die, Grandma was called away into town suddenly. She didn't
want to leave, but the business in town was vitally important, and she
didn't think she would be gone long.
Not long after Grandma had left, Granny was sitting in the living room,
which was by the bedroom Gan-Gan lay in. Suddenly she heard a loud flapping
and tapping coming from the bedroom. She rushed to open the bedroom door and
saw outside the closed bedroom window a large gray dove frantically beating
at the window, trying to get in. Now, an old Southern superstition (we live
in Alabama) is that when a bird tries to enter a house through the window,
it is a sign of death. Granny ran into the kitchen and grabbed the broom,
then went back to the bedroom to try to scare the bird off. Being very
superstitious, she knew she couldn't let it get in the house. But when she
entered the bedroom again, the dove was perched on the headboard of
Gan-Gan's bed where he lay sleeping, right over his head! Mind you, the
bedroom window was still closed, and Granny says that there was no other
opening anywhere in the house where the bird could have entered. Besides
that, she had closed the bedroom door behind her when she went to get the
broom, and the window was the only other way to enter the room. Granny was
so shaken that she didn't try to scare off the bird; she backed out of the
bedroom and closed the door again, then sat outside on the porch to wait
until Grandma came home.
While she was outside waiting, their 3 dogs suddenly ran to Gan-Gan's
bedroom window and sat under it, barking and howling with their fur
bristling. When Granny tried to enter through the front door to see what was
going on in the bedroom that made the dogs act up, they darted over to the
porch and stood in front of the door, still growling, and wouldn't let her
enter the house.
She stood there staring at the dogs for about fifteen minutes, until Grandma
came home. When Grandma came near the porch, the dogs suddenly stopped their
ferocious blocking of the door and reverted to their normal friendly selves.
Granny told Grandma what happened after she'd left for town. Nervously, they
decided to go see Gan-Gan. They went into the bedroom, and when they opened
the door, the bedroom window was still closed, but the dove was gone! When
they neared the bed to check on Gan-Gan, they were shocked to see that he
had died in his sleep. At that moment, they heard what sounded like heavy
footsteps coming from the attic directly overhead. The only door to the
attic was in the closet in that very bedroom, the door of which was tightly
shut. They opened the door and ascended the attic stairs. There was
absolutely no one in there when they peeked out into the attic from the
steps, and the footsteps had stopped. When they inspected the attic closer,
all they found was 3 fresh gray dove feathers on the dusty floor. Now
remember that the door to the attic was tightly closed; there was no way for
the dove to enter either room from the other room!
Needless to say, Granny and Grandma got the out of the house as fast as
possible, and stayed with friends while they arranged Gan-Gan's funeral.
They bought a new house and demolished the old one immdiately following the
funeral. There are many more true tales of my family's ghosts, but they'll
have to wait till later.... :)
Rob and June were living in a small apartment with their two small
children. They were looking for a larger place when they heard about
this big two story house that was coming up for sale. The elderly owner
had passed away and the heirs were going to sell the house, complete
with the contents. This would be an ideal solution to their housing
situation. They contacted the people and made a quick deal. They were
soon the proud owners of this huge old house.
Soon after they moved into their new home, Rob's high school alumni
was getting together for a class reunion. Rob and June were going to
host this event. All of the former classmates showed up and they had a
great time. All but one of the couples. The wife of one of the
classmates wasn't feeling well so she and her husband excused themselves
and they left the party.
The men had settled in the living room and the women gathered in the
kitchen. Suddenly the back door opened and someone entered the grade
line entrance. From the back door entrance you can go straight down to
the basement or take a few steps up to a door leading into the kitchen.
Footsteps were heard climbing the steps leading to the kitchen and then
stopped. Thinking that the husband of the absent couple had returned,all
eyes turned toward the kitchen door. No one entered. The women jumped to
their feet and ran into the living room and told the men what had just
taken place. The men went into the kitchen and opened the door. No one
was there. Their first thought was that some one was playing a trick on
them. They searched the basement and found nothing. Whoever it was, is
gone now, they decided.
Eventually the party broke up and everyone went home. Rob had a
little too much to drink so June decided to sleep in one of the other
bedrooms. Rob hung his pants on his bedpost and crawled into his bed.
June removed her evening gown and laid it neatly acros the cedar chest
at the foot of her bed. Both were asleep immediately.
Rob awoke the next morning to find his pants across the room and
crumpled up on the floor. His first thought was that he had been robbed
by the mysterious intruder from the night before. Checking his pants, he
discovered that his money was not missing. He went to June's room to
wake her up. They were shocked to find June's gown on the floor and the
contents of the cedar chest strewn all around the bedroom. They were now
convinced that someone entered the house, waited until all was quiet and
intended to rob them. Nothing was missing so this became a mystery.
Rob was a member of a group of friends that met almost every Thursday
night and played poker. A few weeks after the mysterious incident had
almost been forgotten, Rob was attending his Thursday night poker game.
June had tucked the children into bed and was going to take a hot bath.
As she was relaxing in the tub, she heard the back grade line door open
and close. She figured that Rob was coming home early so it didn't
surprise her. The footsteps came through the kitchen, through the living
room, through the hall and stopped right outside the bathroom door. If
it was Rob, he would have spoken or would have entered the bathroom.
Jane is becoming frightened by this time. She is afraid to move or make
any noise so she sits quietly in the tub until the water is starting to
get cold. She does not know what or who is on the other side of the
bathroom door and wishng that Rob woud come home soon.
Eventually Rob comes home only to find June sitting quietly in the
bathtub full of cold water. She tells her story and Rob thinks there is
a prankster involved. Several odd things happened after that and they
always seemed to happen on a Thursday evening. Rob figures that whoever
is bothering them knows that he is gone to his poker game and takes this
opportunity to frighten June.
Rob devises a plan. He will drive his car to the poker game and then
have someone bring him back home creating the illusion that he is not at
home. He is going to catch this guy and administer some home town
justice. His bed is located next to an upstairs window that looks out
upon the grade line entrance that seems to be where the intruder always
Rob has a 38 caliber revolver and a heavy duty flashlight which he
places on the night stand beside his bed. June is going through her
normal routine and Rob is waiting for something to happen. Rob must have
drifted off to sleep. He awakened suddenly to find himself lying on his
stomach, heavy sweat (or blood) running down the back of his neck and a
guy standing over him looking closely at the back if his head. Rob's
first thought was that this guy has hit him on the head and is looking
to see if there is any further movement. If there is, he will finish the
Rob knows thaat his pistol and flashlight are within easy reach but
he will have to move fast because this guy is almost on top of him. With
one quick move Rob throws his arm toward the night stand intending to
grab the gun and hit this guy on the head. His fingers close upon the
flashlight instead. No time to search for the gun, the flashlight will
have to do. With a continuing motion he comes down hard on this guy's
head. Expecting a contact with a solid object, namely this guy's head,
he is surprised to feel nothing as the flashlight passed through the
object standing there. He was dumbfounded as his arm buried itself deep
into the soft mattress. As Rob looked at the figure it seemed to be a
gray mist that he could see through. It stood there for a few seconds
and then seemed to suck itself, like a funnel, down to the size of a
quarter and then disappear into the wall.
Rob and June have now become aware of what they are dealing with.
Other than frightening them a few times, no harm was ever directed to
them. The only thing that really bugged them after the above occurances
was the attic light. It was always on. They would turn it off and soon
thereafter it would be on again.
Rob investigated the situation and made a discovery that he thinks
explains what took place. The old gentleman that lived in the house,
until his death, had farm land and a substantial amount of money. Upon
his death, his heirs liquidated all of the assets of the estate and went
through it in a remarkably short time. This old fellow had spent his
entire life building an estate which was destroyed almost immediately
after his death. Rob figured that this soul was upset at the way things
went and was hanging around not knowing what else to do.
Rob and June eventually purchased June's faamily homestead and sold
their big home. The people that now own it have had no unusual
On a more serious note, the main reason I literally got on the internet
with the sole purpose of ghosts on the brain, was becasue of a house
that I visited. I will tell you a little about what my background is as
well as my familys, and the background of the house. Please try and
help me figure this out... I am very seroius.
In our family, about 5 of us have seen ghosts. It was really when my
mom and her parents and her siblings lived in a house that was haunted.
My mom has seen the ghosts of an old couple standing at the foot of her
bed before, and my grandfather has seen and heard a little girl ghost
crying. My grandmum has also seen the ghost of a deceased family
member before... and all in that same house. Although that was 25+
years ago, a few recent incidents have come up. About 1-2 yrs ago, my
aunt and family bought a house. One night, only a few weeks maybe a
couple of months after they moved in, my aunt was awakened in the middle
of the night. She glanced at the foot of her bed and saw a faint white,
short figure leering at her. She assumed it was her 10 yr old daughter
and said to the figure in a harsh tone, "What do you want?" The figure
kept on staring at her for a few moments, and then slowly dissapated and
flew out of the window. This was the last incident in the family, but
it seems that my mother and I have this feeling we get whenever we enter
a house... that we can tell if its haunted or not. Numerous times we
have been touring Open Houses and we have both felt the presence of the
Now, on to the house. I really don't know that much about it, but it
is a very old mansion. It is located on the grounds of a small,
Catholic, all-girls school in So. Calif. It is called "The Villa".
There was once nuns living in the house, but when the school no longer
employed them, they all moved out. Those were the last inhabitants of
the house. Now it is mostly used for movies. I have heard stories that
a doctor who treated TB patients used to live there, and he kept them
all in the basement of the house. It is rumored that some died down
there. I also recently learned that the villa has the first working
elevator in california.
Just a few days ago, my mom and me and a few of my friends went in. We
felt an eerie presence in there and it seemed to us that the elevator
might be haunted. The basement also was too frightening for me to
venture down in. There are a few trap doors and secrest passages in
there, but none of them are accessable. I really want to find evidence
of ghosts living there... but its impossible to stay the night of after
4pm. I wanted to bring a tape recorder in and see what I could get in
the late afternoon. What do you think I should do?
My first of two experiences happened when I was 12 years old living in my
parents home just outside of Washington D. C. One night, I was sleeping
peacefully in a room that I shared with my sister. Something awakened me
from a dead sleep. I looked towards the door and saw a figure standing
there. I couldn't scream or anything, as much as I wanted to. I just lay
there looking at this figure, which I couldn't quite make out. After about
20 seconds or so, I pulled the covers up over my face hoping that it would
go away. It didn't. I, for some reason, could see it through the sheet
coming towards me. It seemed to disappear from sight when it got beside me
so I pulled the sheet away from my face. Upon doing this, I was almost
scared to death because the figure was standing right beside me. It gently
touched my forehead and then left. I still couldn't scream or anything so
I lay there awake for awhile, with the covers over my head. In the
morning, I told my mom about the happening, and she was shocked. She said
she had had a similiar experience not long before. We never really
discussed it again. Many years after that happening, I got married and
moved away. During a party one night, some friends and I were discussing
"ghost stories" and I brought the story up. After the party, my husband
asked if it were a true story. I told him it was and he acted as if he
wasn't quite sure he believed me. He was later made into a believer.
During a trip home for Christmas, my husband decided to retire to our
bedroom, at mom's before I was ready for bed. I stayed out in the den
watching T.V., and like so many times during my youth, I fell asleep. I was
awakened very suddenly by a feeling and looked to my right. There crouched
down about 5 feet from my recliner was what looked to be a man. He was
approximately 25-30 years old with dark hair, and a mustache. He was
grinning at me. It wasn't a malicious grin, but one like he was happy. I
was frightened out of my mind. I started backing up in the chair and
trying to scream. He just disappeared. I then ran into the bedroom,
crying and frightened. My husband was shocked, to put it lightly. He
decided he needed to check out the house. He did and found everything
secured. When I explained everything to him, he seemed a bit more able to
believe. We've discussed this several times and feel that it is a guardian
angel. It has appeared to my sister, my mom and me. I'm the only one who
could make out a face, but we've all had several experiences.
Hi my name is Jenny and am very into ghost and things like that.I have had
a lot of ghost
things happin to me before.I will tell you some now.When I was 6 or 7 we
lived in a house in a small town.It was a 3 bedroom house with 2 bathrooms
sitting room or t.v room and all that.Well we moved in and soon there where
footsteps and very cold spots in the house.I hated that house and was sared
to live there.Then I saw it I was trying to sleep when it went cold I
looked up and saw what looked like a old man with a big long cane.He just
lookedat me and I yelled for mum and dad.But they did not come for a long
time and when they did the ghost was gone.My mum saw something too when I
was at school she was looking at a photo of me when it changed a old man
was there instead my mum took the photo outside it went back to me inside
old men.She put the photo in the bin.I saw the ghost once more this time in
the sitting room it looked the same as before and just looked at me.We
moved out to the house down the road.The next ghost thing happed when we
where on holiday in the U.K we needed a hotel and it was late so we went
to a old pub that was a hotel too.We went in and asked the guy there for 3
rooms for me,my brother Tim,mum,dad, and aunt.Dad wanted a room with
ensuite. The guy said the only rooms with ensuites are the ones on the TOP
FLOOR he said you would be better off the the 2nd floor but my dad wanted a
room with a ensuite.The guy did not look happy but give us the keys we add
rooms 7, 5 ,and 10. Has we what up the stairs I got scared I don't know
why but I did.The guy told us that this hotel was 200 years old.< We can
pick them can't we?> And that it used to be a court house I then went to
bed when my mum and dad went to the pub.But it was cold so I went to my
dads room to get my book.The hall was not nice at all there was dead
animals on the wall it was so cold I run got my book and run back to my
room.In the morning a breakfast my aunt complaind that a women in the room
next door to her < room 11 > was making to much nosie she said that the t.v
was up to loud and the women was yelling and crying.The waitress got upset
and said that no one was in that room that night.And that a ghost hanted
the top floor but room 11 was the most hanted. She said that she betted
that the bed would be massed up and the t.v would be on. A lot of other
ghosts things have happed to me in my life.
On the year 1991, I moved into a new house at bellevue Washington and
it was a nice cosy house. After about 1 year after moving into it I
started to see stuff that was quite strange. Like I would be coming home
and look inside of my window and see something white floating in my
kitchen. I didnt know what it was at first but about 1 week of seeing it I
finally saw it kinda close up and it had a face, but no legs. it just
floated there. Later I would see it just fly down my hallway which was
really wierd. Then my dad saw it and later my mom saw it and so we all
decided to call it the white lady.
Then about 1 year ago (1996), I didnt see the white lady for a while and
started to see a tall shadow walking around in my house. So I would freak
out a lot. But one night the shadow started to come in my room while I was
trying to sleep and then I saw the white lady run past and pull the shadow
away and from then and on I never saw either of them again.
We asked the past owner about it and he said that he could contact
spirits and he said that he contacted a mother that was trying to find her
2 boys that died under my maple tree in my back yard. And that she was sad.
So we came to the conclusion that the white lady was the lady that was
looking for her kids!!
My name is Lance. I am 14 years old. I am very interested in
ghost and paranormal things. I had not had any major paranormal things
happen to me until I was about 13. One night I woke up for some odd
reason. For some reason the bathroom light was left on and my room was
slightly lominated. Well anyways I had just woke for no perticular
reason when I looked up towards my door I saw a small figure. It was
about three feet tall and had no features. It was very skinny. It was
The only thing I could make out of the figure was it had dark hollow
eyes. The sight of the figure scared the beejesus out of me. For about
ten minutes I hid under my pillow. Then I realised how long I had
waited for something like this to happen and I desided to take a look.
When I got out of bed the figure did not respond to my movement. It
just stood there. I went over to the figure. It was not so scary up
close. I ran my hands through it and everything. It was pretty cool!
All that time it still never paid any attention to me at all. It was
like I was not even there. After a while I went to my bed and layed back
down. The figure was still there. It did not bother me anymore.
Eventually I went back to sleep. When I woke up it was gone. I have
not heard anything from it since then. I told my dad and little brother
and sister, Lacretia and Jared. They all believed me. I have not yet
told my Mom and Step-Dad about it and it was there house it happened in.
I hope you will beleive me.
I didn't used to believe in the paranormal.....but now I do. In August
of 1996, I went to spend the night at my grandmothers house. People had
always told me stories about the house, but I didn't believe them.
Nobody ever wants to stay the night there....I figured out why.My
grandparents go to bed considerably early ( 10:00). I got to pick which
room I got to stay in, since it is a very old house and has seven
bedrooms. I picked the room that was beside the screened in patio and
the attic stairs. ( The attic has 2 tiny bedrooms in it). I spent an
hour and a half reading a book. At about 11:30, I turned out the
lights, and laid in bed staring out the window that faced the woods (
The house is up in the mountains in the middle of the woods.) It was a
hot summer day so I had no covers on the bed. At about 12:00 I feel
something reach and grab my waist. I felt like a huge hand! It wrapped
itself around my waist and pulled across the bed, slaming me into the
wall. I look around the room and nothing was there. The bed was against
the wall, so nobody could have pulled me in that direction without being
on the bed. While I'm looking around the room, a light catches the
corner of my eye. At the doorway there was a cluster of little round
balls that were bright white and spinning very fast. Then all together
they begin to move out of the doorway and to the right. ( To the right
was the attic stairs) I could hear footsteps moving slowly up the
stairs, then the attic door open and shut. Then I heard footsteps
walking around upstairs and I could see the roof of the room shaking a
little. There was silence for awhile and then a snap/click/slam......and
then footsteps again and then another snap/click/slam. My grandparents
heard it too. They came into my room just as scared as I was. We all
went upstairs to investigate and nothing was there. But the windows that
always remain open, that nobody had touched, had been shut and locked.
While we were standing there a gust of wind came by. ( The windows were
still shut) After that I fainted and at about 7:00 in the morning, after
none of us getting any sleep, I WENT HOME. I never would stay the night
there again. I hear stories about what still happens there. But this
time I BELIEVE THEM!
I had just moved into an apartment, which was upstairs from a very
elderly man (who owned the house). It was a charming place, although
I didn't have a private entrance (I had to walk thru his house to get
to the stairs). I started fixing it up by painting the kitchen first.
I had just finished and left to go visit my sister while the paint
dried. When I returned I found every door opened: the pantry, the
cupboards, the stove! Now, my apartment was locked up tight, I made
sure of that as I had no private entrance. I didn't think much of it
until I found that every time I left the apartment (I could have been
gone for 1 minute or 1 hour, didn't matter) all the doors would be
open! If that wasn't scary enough, every night at 2 am precisely,
there was knocking on my bedroom wall right behind my headboard! Of
course, I thought it was my elderly landlord signalling for help, so I
went downstairs to check on him....sound asleep! You can bet I didn't
live there long!
Another incident happened when my husband and I had moved in together.
It was the middle of the night and we were both sound asleep. I was
awakened by the sound of the answering machine beeping and it sounded
like someone was leaving a message, but who would be calling us in the
middle of the night? I opened my eyes to check the machine...no
messages, but standing in the bedroom door was a portly man, looked
like Fred Mertz from I Love Lucy, smoking a cigar...I could smell the
smoke! I asked him who he was and he said "Fred", smiled at me and
walked away. I looked down the hall and he was gone! In the morning
I told my husband about it and he said it was his grandfather, who's
name was Fred, and he has passed away in the 1960's. My sister lived
in the downstairs apartment and she repeatedly heard footsteps coming
from our apartment...problem was, we weren't home!!
Thank you for allowing me to share my stories...I have many, many of
them! I have been encountering spirits since I was 3 years old.
When I was young I went to visit my friend who lived out in the country.
She lived on a lone country road where there was only about three others
house around and her house was near a big cemetary. She and I went to
visit her friend who lived about a half mile up the road. Before leaving
the house her mom told us to call home so her brother could go after use
and walk us home because it was one of those pitch black nights. We called
him and he said he would be up there shortly. We waited for a time then
went out when we saw a young man standing along the side of the road. We
walked a half mile talking to him and laughing. I thought it was strange
this normally talkative twenty year-old man who constantly teased his
sister and I was so quiet. That is, until we reached her house and her
brother came out onto the porch demanding to know who we were walking with.
We turned and the man was gone.I was frightened but my frient wasn't. Her
house was right beside the dirt road that led to the cemetary and she said
that was not the first time she encountered ghosts along the road. She said
she often saw an old man and woman walking down the road together. She knew
they were ghosts because she could see right thru them! Her mother also
encountered spirits along that road.
I live in a Wisconsin home. It is 120 years old and I believe I have a
ghost. Yet what ever has been done to me I am not afraid of her. Yes I
know her name and the time that she died, because I have her history.
However, I think know she can read my thoughts. I have been trying to
sell this house for over two years beacuse of a divorce. I have lived
in this home four almost 5 years and for some reason I don't think she
wants me to leave. She has been protecting me ever since I moved in,
and I have been grateful, yet the divorce allows me no choice except to
sell. I don't want to leave but I have to or else I will have to deal
with my ex-husband the rest of my life. I know now that she is with me
and not him, but I don't think she knows the consequences if I don't
sell the house. I need some help understanding her. I'm at
Pokela@Tomah.com Thank you!
Hi... I have experienced some strange supernatural incidents over the
years which I believe are unexplainable. After reading your story I
thought I would share mine. Keep in mine that my story is not as scarey
as yours but it is definetely something that should interest you.
The first "strange incident" occurred when I was 3. One night I dreamt
about a woman named Gloria with pale white skin and long dark hair...Now
that it is 20 years later my memory is a little fuzzy but here's what I
recall. She wore old fashioned clothes (18th century?) and sat swinging
on a swing. The next thing I remember was that she was dead laying
underneath a tree. I felt enormous sadness for her and I woke up crying.
From then on vaguely I remember her kneeling by my bedside talking with
After that for about a year my parents would hear me singing in the
middle of the night. When they asked me, why was I singing? I would tell
them "Gloria told me too." Also when my parents would call me by my name
which is Erica I would stubbornly tell them my name was not Erica but
This went on till I was 5, but I would not have another incident with a
"spirit" until I was 16. This time it would be frightening.
It was a weekend night, 3 AM to be precise... and my house was dark and
empty (my mom was at her boyfriend's) So I asked two of my friends Amy
and Eric to spend the night.
As we lay in our beds...let me paint you a picture of how the scene
looked. I was in my bed and my bedroom door was right behind my head.
Amy and Eric slept in sleeping bags down below me. I was almost asleep
when I suddenly felt scared. I then leaned my head back and became stiff
with fear. The door knob was moving. I blinked...was this really
happening. I wanted to yell! to scream to do something! but I was frozen
with fear. Within a few seconds the door began to open, yet I was
paralyzed. Suddenly there stood a big black shadow (6ft or taller)
lurking above me. It was then that my animal instinct caved in. I began
to scream at the top of my lungs. And lo and behold so did Amy! She saw
the whole thing! And she was screaming too! We jumped out of bed to grab
something to hit this "thing" with. (Eric by the way was asleep)
Meanwhile, it ran away and by the time we got to the living room, it was
gone. After the panic subsided we checked all doors and windows and they
were locked. More strange things would not happen for a few years but
when they happenned they would be closer together in time.
The next incident is one that made me very mad because no one believed
me. This happened 1 year ago.
I call it the "key story"
Ok now I am 22 and living in my own apartment in another city with 2
friends. Feeling incomplete when I don't know where my keys are since I
use my car a lot to drive to school, I always leave them in a place
where I can easily find them.
One day in December I came home from classes and found I had an hour to
take a quick shower before my next class. Nobody was home and since I am
very cautious of my safety, I locked the door. I then placed my keys on
the kitchen counter. After I got out of the shower I felt a strange
feeling. I looked on the counter for my keys and they were gone! I was
in total shock, I was totally positive that this was where I left them.
However, I proceeded to look for them and missed my class. And that day
never found then.
A few hours later when my roommates came home, I asked them if they had
come in and taken my keys. They said no. So, when I told them what had
happenned they just laughed and said I misplaced them. They then began
to look all over the apartment. We particularly tore my dresser apart,
dumped everything out. Nothing!
The next day no keys....And I am very mad that I can't drive to school.
I am also a little afraid. So that night once again I tear the house
apart looking for them...but still nothing!
The next day came (now it had been 2 days and still no keys) So here I
am calling a locksmith to come and make me a car key (I only had the 1)
and I am very upset. After getting a price I went into my room and sat
on the bed wishing the keys would appear. I looked around my room saw my
empty dresser which now just had a little mirror sitting on top of it
(since I had taken everything off it) and cried. I was so frustrated...
After I calmed down I went into the kitchen to get something to drink
(remember my roommates are once again gone) I then went back into my
bedroom and there sitting in the middle of my dresser were my keys!!! I
couldn't believe my eyes, I thought I was hallucinating.
The last couple incidents I will tell briefly since this story is going
on and on. 1 month ago my boyfriend and I were sitting on my bed talking
about how much we cared for each other. My music box then opened and
began to play it's tune which is "it had to be you"
The last incident occurred 2 weeks ago where the oven timer went off at
4 in the morning. (remember these can only be set for an hour)
So that's basically my story. Let me know what you think. My own belief
is that certain people attract spirits (for what reason I do not know)
And I think I have attracted a few.
I am not one to believe in hauntings but this one event happened to me
last spring at my parents ranch house. My parents were going on a trip
and they asked me to stay at the ranch and babysit their dog so as they
wouldnt have to place her in a kennel. I agreed anxiously because I live
in a small two bedroom apartment with my boyfriend and our son. The day
I arrived at the ranch with my son the strange occurances began. I had
put my son down for a nap and decided to take a shower. When I was
finished in the shower I was putting my hair in a ponytail and I felt a
presence behind me. All of a sudden the shower turned on all by itself
producing a full blast of hot water. I turned around and let go of the
ponytail and it fell to my shoulders than I felt something around my
head and my fallen ponytail began it rise straight up from my head. I
ran to the shower and turned it off and ran out of the bathroom
screaming so loud my son woke up. I grabbed him and ran from the house
(by the way did I meantion I am the biggest chicken in the world?).
Anyways I went to my neighbours and he came back to the house with me
and inspected everything in the house paying careful attention to the
shower and the plumbing. He suggested that seeing how I was so scared
that he would turn the water off in the house and I would sleep there
just one night and take the dog to the kennel in the morning. Later that
night I was in bed sleeping with my son next to me and the dog at the
foot of the bed. I began to hear the dog whining and I sat up in bed to
see what was wrong. Just as I sat up I heard the shower turn on in the
bathroom which is adjacent to the bedroom. I went into the bathroom and
the shower was giving out a full blast of hot water. I went to the main
pipe and sure enough it was closed off. I grabbed my son the dog and my
car keys and left the house and did not return until my parents came
back. Freaky huh?
Hi .. my name is Amira. I'm 21 and I come from the United Arab
Emirates in the Middle East. I visited your site 7 months ago. I
really enjoyed it very much and here I am visiting it again. Here in
the UAE we have many ghosts stories and they are true coz I lived some
of them. We have a city in UAE called Al-Ain and it has many
ghosts/spirits and I heard lots of stories that happened there so if
anyone would like to hear it just e-mail me.
Anyway .. I'm the only one in my house that saw ghosts/spirits. It
began when I was 9 years old. I was sleeping with my mother that
night and I woke up to see a small black shadow near the bedroom door.
It looks like a young boy and it was looking at me. I thought that
it was my younger brother who was 3 years old at that time, so I kept
calling his name and then my mom woke up and asked me who am I
calling, so I told her can't you see my brother? He is standing right
near the door!! And when she looked she saw nothing and she told me
that I was dreaming but I swear that I saw it and it was so real. A
couple of years after that I woke up at 2:30 in the morning. I
couldn't go to sleep after that. I felt that someone was in my room
but I couldn't see it. My sister Hissa was in a deep sleep so she
didn't feel anything. The door was shut but suddenly it was opened
very fast and hard also. I waiting for someone to come in but know
one did and I put the cover on my face and started reading some
phrases from the "Holy Quran" in my heart and after 5 minutes I took
the guts to see what is happening and there was nothing. Just for
your information I'm a Muslim and just like the "Bible" we have the
Anyhow .. one day, at 9pm I was going toward my sister's bedroom to
get something from there and when I entered her room it was so dark
but I could see everything because of the light that comes from the
window. So I saw a black shape of a man that was sitting on the edge
of the bed and was starting to wear a sock. I stood there for a
second with my eyes opened wide from fear and when he looked at me I
shut the door quickly and ran to my mother to tell her what I saw.
That night I was so afraid to sleep alone so I went to my mothers room
and slept near her on the bed. I didn't sleep actually because I was
so scared. I kept hearing a young baby crying. The voice was coming
from the door. I felt that someone was getting closer to me and then
this thing that I didn't saw was holding my throat and holding my
hands at the same time and I felt something heavy on my chest. I
couldn't breath and couldn't scream or move my body. I tried to call
my mom and wake her up without any luck. I thought that I was going
to die. This thing lasted for half a minute and it stopped like
nothing has happened. It happened to me again last year. I was lying
on my bed with the bed cover on my face trying to sleep and I felt
something heavy on my chest and face. This time I tried to push it
away from me and I managed to do that and when I took the cover off my
face a saw it. It was a little thing (black shadow) with red eyes
about 3 feet tall. I closed my eyes and I tried to go to sleep and
when I opened it again it was gone.
One night, my cousin who is 16 years old now was staying with us (me
and my sister). She was sleeping on the floor. The room was dark and
she was a sleep but my sister and I weren't. we saw my cousin Noura
getting up toward the bedroom door and going out. I looked at my
sister and she looked at me. I asked her were is Noura going and she
didn't know. And then I asked her to check her out if she was a sleep
or not and when she looked at here she was THERE !!! she was sleeping
and without saying anything we went to sleep.
I have many stories to tell but I'll end up now with this experience.
My family and I went to Al-Ain to visit my aunt. At 2am my cousin
Noura and My sister Hissa were in the living room talking and without
any reason they stopped and the room was so quite. They saw a tall
lady wearing a white dress with lights coming out of her coming from
one of the rooms, walking too slowly toward another room. My sister
and my cousin just looked at her without moving or saying anything
until she got into the other room. After that my sister asked my
cousin with a low voice "who was she?" and my cousin replied "I don't
have any idea!!" and then they just kept looking at each other with a
surprise on their faces. After that my sister asked my cousin to go
with her to the room that the lady came from and when they went there
they found many things on the floor and my other cousin was sleeping
there. I was sleeping that night so they told me about it and they
were very scared but happy at the same time coz it was the first time
for them to see this kinda' thing.
Well, I am a 25yr grad w/ a degree in accounting. I have had so
many experiences that I might was well be a "paranormal expert". At
times I feel as though I am the X-files, and I think most of you can
relate. I will share one experience which later became a focus point
in my family.
You see, when I was about 10 yrs old, I had already been sensitive
to many unseen things. I was told it was my imagination. But I
believed otherwise. I knew for a fact that "they" the ghosts existed
because of what had been and still is happening to me. But when I was
10 years old, my mom took my sis *6 at the time* and my baby brother
*about 1 at the time* to my Grandma's located in San Antonio Texas. My
grandfather had passed away at that time and we came down from North
Dakota for the funeral.
Well, one night as my sis and I shared a twin bed and feeling her
kicking me and all, I noticed some movement in my mom's room adjacent to
ours. You see, I was facing the entrance to my mom's room *which was
open*. And the baby light was on so that we can find the bathroom and
such.. but the light was so bright that I can make out anyone in her
room.. Well, I saw a little "man" in that room. I was making sure that
I wasn't dreaming... so I pinched myself and held my breath... But the
"man" was still there. I couldn't make out the features, but I can
still remember him walking around my mom's room and then he started to
float and disappear.
Well, the next morning I told my Mom what happened and of course I
was dismissed for making up such "a silly story wrought from an over
Needless to say, a couple years later I learned that my uncle had a
paranormal experience in that house. Also learned that my aunt Janie,
used to tell my mom that when she *my aunt* slept in that room, she felt
someone choking her. Also, learned that in that particular room not
many people liked being in there at all.
Overactive imagination? You be the judge. I know what I have seen
in that house. I have had other experiences as well, and they
manifested since I was 8 yrs old. As for now, I have had many
encounters. But at this time, for more information on those as well not
Hello, I'm Amber from Ohio. I came across your web page and saw these
stories and it made me feel brave enough to tell you mine. Please don't
think I'm nuts but since I was a little girl I have been able to see
ghosts when others can't.My mother and her mother have this gift too.
Last year when I was 19 I got a job babysitting my Aunt's youngest 3
children. I have always known this house was haunted. I could just feel
it when I walked through the door. I didn't know the extent of it untill
I started babysitting. First let my say the ghosts never made me feel
uneasy or like they would harm me in anyway. In some cases I often felt
very safe there. Okay you are probaly thinking get on with the story so
here goes. As i said when I walk through the door I can feel it there. A
couple of days after I started things really began. Things I would sit
down and come back for would not be in the place I left them.I asked the
kids about moving things thinking they were joking with me, every time
they would up at me and say they didn't do it. I belived them because
they are good kids and they rarely tell fibs. Then when I was in the
house by my self I would here someone talking(there were no radios on in
any room). On one occation the kids were home from school because of
snow. The 7 year old girl got up to go to the restroom. A few seconds
later I heard her scream so I ran down the hall to see what was wrong.
She was standing there pointing and I noticed she was very pale. I
hugged her and asked her what was wrong she held on to me tightly and
said she saw something go from her room to her sisters room. Being the
brave person I am (yeah right!) I made the three kids lock themselves in
the bathroom while I searched both rooms. I looked under beds in
closete I could not find anyone or anything.Later that day the kids
were sitting around the kitchen table while I fixed lunch. Stevie who is
11,said Amber please make it stop. I asked him who was I suppose to make
it stop what. He said the ghost was banging on the wall. I stopped what
I was doing and listened. Sure enough I heard the knocking sound on the
wall. As nice as I could I asked it to please stp knocking on the wall(
I hate rude people) the knocking continued and by this time I had had it
with the thing. I yelled STOP THIS NOW!!! I soon as I did that the
knocking stopped. I said thank you to the ghost and Stevie looked at me
and said "It must know you are the boss" Many more things have happened
but I will save them for another time. Thanks for the time. Amber