The Shadowlands: Ghosts and Hauntings

My Mother

By: Slvrbck05@aol.com

MY MOTHER HAS BEEN PASSED AWAY FOR ABOUT 8 YEARS NOW. DECEMBER 19TH IS HER ANNIVERSARY OF HER PASSING. IT WAS HARD ON THE WHOLE FAMILY, BUT 8 YEARS AGO AFTER HER PASSING, WHEN I GOT HOME FROM A LONG EXUASTING DAY AT THE HOSPITAL, AND BEING HURT ABOUT HER LEAVING, I DECIDED TO HAVE A DRINK AS IT IS A CUSTOME FROM MY COUNTRY TO DRINK AND HAVE A PARTY FOR THE PERSON WHO DIED, ANYWAYS I REMEBER SITTING IN MY LIVING ROOM WITH JUST THE KITCHEN LIGHT ON, GOING OVER THE MEMORIES OF MY MOTHER, SOON AFTER SITTING FOR AWHILE I NOTICED A VERY WARM GOLD LIGHT ON THE CEILING, I KNEW RIGHT AWAY THAT WAS MY MOTHER,
I BELIVE SHE CAME TO TELL ME SHE WAS OK, AND THAT I DIDNT HAVE TO WORRY ANYMORE ABOUT HERE, AND PLUS THAT IT WAS OK TO CRY, UP UNTIL THAT POINT I HAVENT CRIED FOR MY MOTHER THE WHOLE DAY, ALL MY EMOTIONS CAME POURING OUT AT INSTANT WHEN I SAW THE LIGHT.
WELL 8 YEARS LATER I AM LAYING IN BED WITH MY WIFE,( SHE IS SLEEPING) IT WAS THE WEE HOURS OF THE MORNING ON THE 19TH OF DECMBER, WHEN I WAS WOKEN UP BY A NOISE, BUT WHATS REALLY WIERD IS THAT I COULD FEEL THE NOISE INSIDE OF ME, WELL WHEN I OPEND MY EYES OUR CEILING FAN WAS TURNING, BUT THE SWITCH WAS NOT ON, SO I JUST LAID THERE UNTIL I WAS FULLY AWAKE AND STILL WATCHED IT TURN, SO I TOLD MY MOM THANK YOU FOR COMING TO VISIT, THEN THE FAN STARTED TO SLOW DOWN UNTIL IT STOPPED.
I KNOW ITS NOT MUCH OF A STORY, BUT MY FATHERS PASSING WAS, IN FACT IT WAS VERY WEIRD, SCARY, ETC. BUT WHEN I HAVE MORE TIME I WILL SEND IN THE WHOLE STORY. ERIK

My Mother’s Story

By: alkavariel@yahoo.com

My mother and her sisters had many interesting paranormal events throughout their lives. My Aunt D has pronounced precognitive abilities. The ability to sense spirits has passed down to my female cousins and their daughters; all on my mother’s side of the family. When my mother was a young girl, a bedridden neighbor would call for her sister (my Aunt D) to come over to help her with whatever. I don’t mean call her on the phone, I mean shout for my Aunt D through the open windows of the two houses. After the neighbor passed, you can probably guess what happened. My mom and her two sisters (Aunt D and Aunt M) were sitting close to the open window on a hot summer’s day when all three heard the neighbor shouting for my Aunt D. They didn’t go running over to the deceased neighbor’s house, they ran for their mother.

Newfoundland Ghosts: Canada

By: stizzard@shaw.ca

Having experienced a ghost firsthand (turn of the 20th century home, Charlottetown, Prince Edward Island, Canada), I believed my Mother's tale of my Grandmother's experience in a haunted house.
Many years ago, during the 1950's, my Grandmother sat young children to earn some extra money. A Doctor and his family recently moved into an existing house in a community near where my Grandmother lived (Portugal Cove, NFLD). I do not know the history of this house, however, suffice to say it was considered a new home in its time.
My Grandmother had a Gift. She had abilty to percieve more than what was physically apparent. My Mother has this gift, as do I and now my oldest son is beginning to manifest this gift as well. (it starts as dreams of events yet to happen...) We don't understand nor control this ability, it just seems to happen.
One evening my Grandmother went to nanny 2 toddlers for the evening while the Doctor and his wife attended a Christmas party. While looking after the children, my Grandmother noted physical and auditory manifestations. For example, she could hear a baby crying as if it were in the next room, however, no baby was present in this house. She recalled being physically & aggressively pushed about. She heard a woman's screams, and a man's loud argumentative voice. She was, however, the only adult in the house.
The young children awoke amongst the noise. She related that out of fear, and her desire to protect the scared children, she locked them and herself in a wardrobe closet and deadbolted the door from the inside. The security was shortlived as the lock unbolted and the door flew open by themselves. She ran outside with the children in tow. As she ran outside, she saw all the Christmas decorations strewn about the living room, and that the cross hung on the wall had been oriented upsidedown. The cross should not have remained this way as it was fixed to the wall with a nail at the top of the cross. The weight of the cross should have corrected its inverted orientation, but it did not and held fast.
As she ran out the front door with the children, the electric lights in the house went out she recalled hearing the horrible wails of a woman and the screams of a young baby.
The family who lived there moved out 2 months later. The families before and after also did not remain in the house long. She stated one night, after the house had been abandoned for some time, it burned to the ground.
In a separate incident, my Grandmother recalls helping a homeless man during the Great Depression. She heard a knock on her back door and when she opened the door, a ragged man stood on her stoop and asked if she could spare some food on a cold winter night. My Grandfather was not a socially amicable man, and would chase such persons away. My Grandmother, however, had a good heart. On this night, she bade the man come inside. She recalled that she instinctively felt no fear of him. She told him to sit at the table while she gave him her portion of what would have been her supper that night. My Grandfather was still at work. My Grandmother hurried the man along fearing that my Grandfather would come home and cause a ruckus if he saw the homeless man at his table eating his food!. After the man ate, he thanked my Grandmother for her kindness and stated that he would remember her. He also called her by her name.
My Grandmother then heard my Grandfather in the driveway and quickly shooed the man out the back door. My Grandfather was none the wiser, as my Grandmother explained the dishes on the table by way of her eating early.
As my Grandfather went to change for supper, my Grandmother recalled that she nervously opened the back door of the house to ensure that the man had left.
As she looked out the back door and glanced upon the fresh snow, she noted that no footprints were present where the man had just stood and walked minutes ago. It was at this momemt that she also realized, she had never told the stranger her name.

Black Shadows

By: jwgray@erols.com

In the three incidents they were all benevolent and helped me and others out of bad situations.
Your article confirms for me that others have had this experience as well. I don't feel as crazy.
There were three incidents involving 3 people at different times and places not until I told my story did they come-forth with their similar experiences my boss and my daughters boyfriend . I wonder how wide spread this black human shape experience is?
My daughters boyfriend had a head on collision a couple of days ago.
Both he and the oncoming car driven by a 90 year old man. No one was injured everyone walked away. The boyfriend said he saw this black shape sitting on the hood of a car that very morning as if to watch over him.
My Boss when he was younger and wilder approached a drug dealer with 2 of his friends to tease him and make him feel uncomfortable about being in their neighborhood. The dealer produced a gun and began to fire and chase them when they got to a field they split. As by boss was running he said that he saw many of these shapes rise up from the field and flank him and accompany him as if to guard him.
I had lost a tent on the way home from a beach trip. I had it strapped down on the top of my car. The family was asleep in the car. I had crossed a very large bridge and I noticed that the flapping of the straps were not present I pulled over to inspect the tent.
As I was pulled over and before I could get out a car pulled up and asked me if I had lost something? How would they know that? or to ask that besides people don't pull over for other people on a major interstate. They said they thought there was a tent about 2 miles or so back on the road. They pulled away I checked and sure enough the tent was gone and I was in a state of confusion I sat their being weirded out for a few minutes. Then of all things another car pulls up and tells me that my tent is just back on that bridge I just crossed.
I am just on the other side of the bridge pulled over. I am trying to reconcile how one report places it 2 miles away on the road and another report places it on the bridge behind me and the even odder reports themselves why would these people pull over and tell me this? They were
4 or 5 minutes apart leaving me to believe even if one had been an eyewitness they both could not have been? Maybe there was more than one tent lost on the road that day? Anyway I decided since the bridge was right there and the family was still asleep I would just go check the bridge for my self not wanting my tent to reek havoc with traffic. As I approached the bridge I noticed a small white moving truck pull over on the bridge with no markings. They pulled of so as not to impede the traffic on the bridge several of these wispy black human figures got out and grabbed and heave hoed what looked to be a tent over the railing and off the bridge. Quickly got back into the truck and merged effortlessly back into impossible traffic from a stand still and continued on its way I was to freaked to look at it as it went by. I looked back at where I knew it had pulled over but there was no place to pull over. I walked back to my car in shock. My family was still asleep the idea then occurred to me. My Tent! Its now just under that bridge. I went to look for it scoured everywhere but it was no where to be found I had had enough of this bizarreness and walked back to the car and got in waking my wife. She asked what's the matter why are we pulled over. I couldn't explain then I think I just said something like I think we lost the tent oh well lets get on home.
I get the feeling that they are guardian Angels looking out after us and protecting others from our unwitting actions.
They just look so disturbing, yet I cannot match their appearance to their actions.

Roses and Grandma

By: navy_girl02130@yahoo.com

My name is Kathleen. I'm 21 and the following is my experience.
I was spending the summer with my fiancee and his parents. My bedroom was right next to David's and across the hall from his parents'. We had come home from a wedding reception late one night and I walked upstairs to change into some comfy clothes before David and I watched a movie. The hallway was dark and I hadn't bothered to turn the light on, as I knew my way around pretty well. I opened my bedroom door and felt somewhat uneasy. Then, it felt as if something stepped through me. I never saw anything, but I did smell roses. I had no roses in my bedroom, nor did I have a rose-scented candle or perfume. It didn't make sense to me, but I knew that something had just entered my room. I slept with David from then on. The next day in church, I was sitting in the pew right next to my fiancee and I smelled the roses again. There was a floral arrangement at the front of the church, but it consisted of carnations. That night, as I was getting out of the shower, I felt as if someone were in the small bathroom with me, but knew that it wasn't true. I moved over to the mirror once I was dressed and started brushing my hair. All of a sudden, I saw an old lady's face looking at me in the mirror. However, I wasn't scared. She had a very grandmotherly look to her and a kind smile on her face. Over the course of the summer, I kept smelling the roses faintly whenever I would go and especially when I went to my room. Just before I left, I asked David if anyone in his family loved roses. He told me that roses were his dead grandmother's fa rite flower. She always planted them every spring, wore rose-scented perfume and gave them away as gifts to people she loved. I told him what had happened and he told me that these same experiences happened to his sister-in-law, too. The family believes that it's his grandmother's way of saying from the other side that she knows I truly love David and she's accepted me into the family. Sorry it's not scary!

Taylor City Michigan-Haunted House.

By: jakethesnake1@comcast.net

I live in a small house with my parents in Taylor City, State Of Michigan, (Address & Directions Not Necesary) that is basically made of concrete blocks with yellow aluminum siding that is about 40-45 years old or so with not ten rooms or more in it, that has been in the family since it was built. A fairly cozy little house but up until about 2 years or so ago it appeared "haunted", the "hauntings" strangely stopped just weeks after my grandfather died of cancer, making this an Ex- Haunted House of sorts. But back when it was "haunted" though, strange things would happen. Once I was watching TV and the phone rang, I went and checked the caller ID and my own houses number was on the screen. I of course didn't pick up that phone. Not quiet sure how sugnificant that is though. Another time I tried to go to the bathroom when (As crazy as it sounds) a black mist went right past me. Dazed & confused from just awakening I thought it was the old 'eye's ajusting' thing, until the bathroom door slammed & locked in my face, of course, unlocking the second I stumbled back into my bed room in fright. But normally it was small things like cold spots and oddly enough hearing a small bell go off in my closet, even though it was very much empty for a time & blocked up by old junk. Sometimes I'd see shadows fly past my bedroom door when it was opened, usually after 10 PM. I do have dogs but the thing is, the shadows were man sized and moved fairly fast and these are miniature collies, not even below the knee caps in height. A few more sugnificant things have happened here though.
Covers sliding off of you in the middle of the night, and if the covers were pulled over your head and you are on your side, you might see a hand print press down in front of your face, threw the blanket as if someone was leaning over you. It all started occuring after my grandmothers death, nearly 10 years ago but didn't actually start until
6 to 7 years after her demise. On a side note, when the house was still disturbingly haunted, it would still only target loners. If you were alone in the house or by yourself or even a few rooms away from everyone else, ESPECIALLY after 10:30 PM, you were singled out and things would happen to you only, which is why only I (And a few
friends) have really seen or heard anything because I am an only child. Being a young ghost hunter I don't really know what to make of those experiances, but there's my little story anyway.

Trying to Sleep

By: sydmister101@sbcglobal.net

One night my cousin was in her room going to sleep.On her right side was her bedroom door which was wide open.However her back was to it.She tured around and someone was just standing there staring.She woke up her husband to let him see but it was gone.
She believed that it was an ansestor checking on her but she might not ever know the truth.

Wapsie Valley Ghosts

By: riv85@hotmail.com

High my name Is nick and I would like to tell you about a picture that I saw
2 years ago at my highschool when I was a junior. I live by the small town of oran Iowa next to a small rural cemetary and for a long time I have belived in ghosts and apperations because of things that have happened in the past while living at that house and stories told by my parents. I have many things to tell you but I am going to start first with the Highschool ghost since it is the most recent. In the year 2004 I was shown a photo taken with our forign exchange students camera that took place at our highschool auditorium. It was taken at night time after school hours during I think it was a play or the annual swing show. In this photo you can see a woman floating in the backround as clear as day wearing a pink dress. The whole school was in dismay and I think if you would ever mention it to anybody that went to wapsie at that time they would say that they saw it. I will try to pull it up for you guys if at all possible to see what you guys think. But I cant promise anything but the fact that the picture does exist.
There was alot of speculation about who the ghost could be but in my mind I think it could only be one person. Her name was carrie and she died a year ago on the night of the home coming dance. She was involved in a deadly accident in which she fliped her car numerous amount of times and she was ejected from the car and ultimatly crushed by the vehicle. She was a senior that year.This is no lie.Now I will move on to another location in the fairbank Iowa area. Down the road from where I live there used to be rail road tracks that ran from readlyn to oran then to fairbank. Years ago In the 50's I think there were some teens that were driving down on the road where my house is which is white tail ave. They came upon the railroad tracks and the car they were in was struck by a train. legend says when the train made its next stop after the accident rail crew found wreckage on the front end of the train. When the went to look for the scene of the accident one of the rail workers stumbled upon the head of one of the victims. Near the scene of the accident there is a slope where my brother and I always went sledding during the winter and whenever I would go there I would always feel like someone was watching my brother and I. It was a really erie feeling.Now lets move on to my house. I live in a house right next to a local cematary outside of oran Iowa. The house I live in used to be the preachers house I cant rememberthe technical term for it though but that doesnt matter. I am about to tell you things that I have never told anybody. When I was a child at about 9 years old my parents left me home alone sometimes because they had to work or do other things. I remember one time I was upstairs in my room playing the good old super nintendo when I would hear the door slam like somebody was pissed off. I would go down stairs to see if it was one of my parents but when I went down stairs nobody was there and the door would be locked so I would look outside and I would see no cars in the drive way and I would hear no cars take off. That day I was scared to death because I had no Idea what was going on. And for as long as I can remember whenever I would go upstairs I always felt like there was someone right behind me but I would turn around and see nothing but I would still feel a presence.
Sometimes our dogs would bark uncontrollably in the middle of the night and they would always be looking toward the cemetary. I never had the nerves to go into the cemetary during the night time for my whole life. Now this I have never told any body because I was afraid people would think I was crazy. I was coming home one night after hanging out with my friends and before I pulled into my driveway I saw a apperation of a man standing at the gate looking out towards the road as if he was hanging on the fence. and know I wasnt drinking or on drugs that night. After I saw him I ran inside the house locked the door and ran to my room. That night I was truely scared to death.And like I said I never told anybody. And just recently I had to run to the gas station at readlyn to grab some cigs. I locked the door and made sure everything is where it is supposed to be at and when I got home there was a bucket on the table with a dirty glass and a screw driver in it.
I called my parents and asked if they were ever home but they both said no.
Those were the most outragous things that have happend but once in a while the ocasional door closing will happen and thats about it. Thanks for taking your time to read this email and hope to hear from you guys soon to see what you think. thanks alot Nick

It Didn’t Work

By: MoonBeem227@aol.com

This isn't much because my grandma (Gram-Gram) told me about her experiences when she married grandpa (Gramps) and he got assigned into the Navy. She was looking into a long mirror (those big ones that you see your whole self top to bottom) and she saw a man standing behind her, even though no one was there. At first she thought it was Gramps, but it turned out to be her brother(I think) And at one time she was living with one of her lady relatives (forgot who) and they had a very loud manual typewriter. So one night she was sleeping and she heard someone typing on it and thought it was her lady relative so she just ignored it and went to sleep. so in the morning her lady relative asked her if she was typing last night, so gram-gram says," I thought it was you typing." so they look at the typewriter, there was no paper in it, and they hadn't left any in. So I guess if someone was trying to reach them, it didn't work.

ANGEL ON AZ 93.

By: offfduty55@yahoo.com

DEAR SHADOWLAND,S   I USED TO BE AN OVER THE ROAD TRUCK DRIVER,MY REGULAR RUN WAS REDDING CA TO THE PHOENIX AZ,I USED TO TAKE AZ HWY 93 INTO PHOENIX. UP UNTILL RECENTLY IT WAS A VERY DANGEROUS ROAD (BLIND CURVES ,AND SUCH) THERE USED TO BE OUITE A FEW MEMORIAL,S ALONG THE SIDE OF THE ROAD FOR PEOPLE WHO HAD LOST THEIR LIVE,S ON IT,I WAS ON HWY 93 AT ABOUT 11PM ONE SUNDAY EVENING,(I USED TO LIKE TAKING THAT ROAD ON SUNDAY EVE,S BECAUSE OF THE LACK OF TRAFFIC)I WAS GOING UP A STEEP GRADE, MY TRUCK HAD A FULL LOAD OF 80,000 LBS, TOP SPEED ABOUT 25MPH,AS I WAS NEARING THE TOP OF THE HILL I SAW A FAINT GREENISH WHITE GLOW ON THE LEFT SIDE OF THE ROAD! I WAS APPRX 250 FT AWAY FROM THE GLOW,THEN WHEN I WAS APPRX 150 FT AWAY THE GLOW WHENT WHITE,AND WHAT I SAW NEXT I SHALL NEVER FORGET,IT WAS A YOUNG GIRL APPRX 4 TO 6 YRS OLD WITH A WHITE ROBE ON AND GOLDEN BLOND HAIR,KNEELING,AND WITH HER HANDS TOGETHER AS IN PRAYER, I FELT NO FEAR AS I STOPPED AND WATCHED HER FOR ABOUT 1 MINUTE OR SO,I REACHED FOR MY ACCIDENT CAMERA,AND WHEN I LOOKED AGAIN SHE WAS GONE.

Family home in Eerie, Pa

By: lilachandra1@hotmail.com

My parent’s bought a flat in 1949 after my Dad returned from WWII. It dates from 1887 when the area was farmland and outside the city of Erie limits. By the 50’s when my brother and I grew up there it had evolved in to a working class neighborhood. My Mom’s sister and her family lived in the upstairs apartment and my parents and my brother and I lived downstairs. I can’t honestly say that the apartment was so much haunted as much as odd things would happen frequently.
One time when my aunt and uncle where away visiting relatives and the upstairs apartment was empty. My mother and I were talking downstairs, when we distinctly heard footsteps walking across the dining floor upstairs. So we crept up the backstairs armed with rolling pin and baseball bat. When we unlocked the door no one was there and no one could have gotten out of the apartment without passing us! Several years later my aunt told me of her encounters with a phantom wind when all the windows were shut. She also bumped into someone in the night on her way to the bathroom. She thought that it was her husband but found that he hadn’t gotten out of bed!
In the 80’s, when my Mom died and Dad remarried and moved away, my husband and I bought the house. From the moment that we moved in more frightening phenomena began to take place. While she was taking a box down to the basement my 6 year old daughter was assaulted by an evil entity in the basement. She described it as having a skeletal like face surrounded by billowing blackness that she thought was wings. At night she would hear spirits would call to her name and see figures in the dark. (From that time on she would sleep with the lights on until she left for college.) After I separated from my husband I made a spare room in the basement into my bedroom so the children would each have their own rooms. At night I would awaken with the strong feeling that something was in the room with me! The room well was lit by my alarm clock and I saw nothing. I would jump up and turn on the light and the feeling would go away only to come back as soon as I turned off the light.

Totally True

By: tiggitytig@sbcglobal.net

This is completely real. My father and my uncle were going to move into this little white house. They did and when they did it started. The first week they were in there they heard funny noises that everyone could hear. They went to go check it out and nothing…well maybe, something was there, but they couldn’t see anything. My father didn’t think it was a big deal and neither did anyone else. One day they tried to tape a foot ball game and when they did you could here a scratchy voice that said “GET OUT!!” well as you suppose that freaked everyone out. So they just threw the VCR away and bought a new one but every time they did the same thing happened. After a couple days they waited for something just one little thing to happen, but nothing did. Another few days while they were a sleep my father awakened to a noise, so he went to check it out. He found that all the sinks were suddenly turned on. My uncle’s room was so cold ice was on the windows. When my uncle first went into his room his nose bled when he looked up for the first time ever. They decided to move. After they sold the house and it was moving day they found a room and went inside it had a fold out bed a lamp on a night stand that was on. So they found the history of the house… a couple was murdered there it was a dark history so they got out of there nothing ever happened again.

"Emily"

By: Patricia.King@aviano.af.mil

Don’t you find it weird that most of the tales on this page start out with “when I was” and then name an age under 10?
Are children considered more open minded? Or just more accepting of spirits?
Any here is my experience…
The first instance that I can remember was 6 days before my 9th birthday. Upon this occurrence my Mom said that it was very common occurrence for me to be sitting and talking to no one or playing with “Emily”. My Mom started to notice these occurrences starting to happen about the time of my Father’s death (when I was 13 months old). She just assumed I had made up an imaginary friend (and later told me so). I never thought it was strange and why would I? I had grown up with Emily my whole life…
Well this particular night. I was awakened from my bed by Emily she wanted me to go into the living room so that we could talk. I didn’t understand why we couldn’t talk in the bedroom but she was upset so I went. The time was about 10:00 at night so everybody was asleep. I went to the living room and we started to talk. She was upset because she said that I wouldn’t be living in the house any more. That the house I was in was going to burn down and I was moving away. The more I tried to convince her I wasn’t going any where the more upset she got. Finally she got upset enough that she was floating kitchen knives and the like around my head. Still I’m not worried she’d done this before and I wasn’t afraid of her…
I don’t get the feeling to be afraid of her. I always feel said when she’s around but not afraid.
Unknown to me (and probably Emily) my Mom was in the hallway watching this happen and she was able to get it on tape.
Up to this point I was the only one who saw her (although it seemed like my Grandmother would smile at her occasionally).
My Mom was really freaked, I don’t blame her now. When Emily noticed my Mother she dropped the utensils and faded away angry. I stopped seeing her for years.
Three days later my family was celebrating my Step-dad’s day off (he’s in the Army) and he decided to take us out to the drive-in after a BBQ. The house burnt to the ground while we were gone. The only other thing I remember about that day is wanting to take my dad’s picture with me to the drive-in I didn’t want to leave it in the house. I just had the feeling that it wasn’t going to be there when I got back. My Mom didn’t want to hear about “My little feelings” she was still spooked.
When Emily appears to me she is usually dressed a ballroom type blue silk and lace dress. She’s about 5-7 years old. Upon doing research on the house I found out that a little girl named Emily had lived there and her Father had raped and murdered her when she was 7.
When I was 16 my Mom showed me the tape she had made of that night (guess she finally decided to talk about it) and this is when Emily started coming around again. Soon after she was back the tape disappeared. She is always looking out for me. I am now in the Air force and stationed in Italy. It’s the first time I have been away from home. I’ve been here for seven months and she has been here with me every night just incase I need to talk! But lately she’s been wearing a little pink dress. She won’t tell me why it’s been puzzling me why she changed or even how.
I have always had experiences with the others as my Mom calls them but nothing bad happens I think Emily is just making sure I live the life she wasn’t able to.
If you have any ideas as to why her gown changed or even why she’s starting to behave differently after the 19 years she’s been with me. Please e-mail me. I really want to help her.

My Ghost Stories

By: kikakirsten@msn.com

Hello
my name is Leonie and I am 18 years old. I have had a couple of weird expierences in my life. This one time, when I felt very sad because things werent working out in my life, i was in the shower sitting on the floor, crying, and all of the sudden i heard some one singing very softly to me. It was just like it was on the other side of the shower curtain. I couldnt hear the words of the song but i am sure it was a womans voice. nobody except me was in my house at that time. The singing made me feel very happy like someone was trying to comfort me. i think it was my guardian angel, trying to help me.
A couple of years ago i was very ill. the doctors couldnt tell what it was but i felt so miserable . i didnt sleep for 2 nights. my stumach hurt so much! i prayed to God to help me, to let me get some sleep because i was so tired but i couldnt sleep because the pain was holding me up all the time. while is was praying i felt a hand on my head and one on my belly. the pain went away in seconds, i felt happy and finally i fell asleep. The next day i felt better.
in the spring of 2003 me and my class mates wnet on school camp. whe have had a lot of fun. but one night whe were dropped in a smaal forest by our teachers and whe had to find the way home our selves. It was fun in the beginning, but after an hour it started to rain. and it poured! i was walking with a classmate and we were holding eachother by the arms bacuase it was so cold. she had a flashlight in her ohter had so we could see where we were walking. we just walked for a while, talking and lokkign at the ground. when i was lokking at the ground, footsteps appeared in the muddy sand right nest to me and my classmate. I lokked at my classmate and i could tell she saw it to. "I saw it too, you don't have to say anything" she said. We just kept on walking, not looking at the ground an whe havent said anything to eachother the whole night. we were so shocked by this incident. And we havent talk about is since either...
I can also hear someone calling my name sometimes. Even when i am all alone. and when i look around i dont see anybody. it's so weird.
Thank you for letting me share my stories!

I've seen/heard/smelled ghosts since i was 4.

By: bloodyacidpink@yahoo.com

My life is a little crazy. I've first scenced a ghost when i was about 4 years old living in my old house in town. My mother, my brother and myself have witnessed a baby picture of my mother fly across to another wall in our living room, and the light would flicker and my brother would yell "grandpa, stop!" yes indeed it would sop, but it would happen more. also in that house i would have dreams of my grandfather whom i never met, i explained what he looked like to my mother and she cried, knowing i never seen his face before. in that house as well my pool misteriously fellover in the backyard leaving strange footprints in the mud in our yard. In the house i moved into when i was about 5, i would have dreams that my gandmother was sleeping next to me and i would smell her lavender perfume (i had no idea she wore that until i told my mom). i would also smell cherry tobacco smoke which was my other grandfather who had died in that house, and when i would smell it i would feel somehing cold on the back of my neck. my mother would also say i was screaming in my ssleep saying "no, please dont do that to yourself" in regaurds of my grandmother killing herself, which i did not know about.i woke up in the middle of the night one night, seeing my brother and my mother in the living room downstairs staring at my dog, my mother was saying "miranda, sweety please stay right there, dont move, your walk right through it" i started to cry because i was scared and the i saw it. . . this beautiful figure, almost like an angel, but it disapeared as soon as i turned to look it, it was like i could anly see it through the corner of my eyes. my mother started crying more when my dog sinally moved and barked, she said "your grandmother was in the dog anf i could feel her". in the house i am currently living in, im constantly taking pictures of myself and seeing orbs and sngel-type figures standing right next to me. it must be my grandmother, grandfather, and my great-aunt who lived in this house and died in the room im always taking pictures in. sometimes, i come to beleive i am possibly a psychic or a medium, because the fact that i can see/smell/and hear ghosts, spirits, poltraguists and entities. My mother also has this gift, but hers is alot stronger. . .
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The Attic Room

By: RaiderGiirl89@aol.com

ok, well my family and I have been living in a huge Victorian house in California, when were moving in my mom told me to help her Carrie something up to the attic and I did there was a lot of old things from the family before us. My mother showed me this beautiful doll house she had found in their and a few old china dolls. I fell in love with them, while I was up there I noticed a door with the paint peeling off and scratches on it, like a curious little kid I asked my mom what was on the other side, she said she don't know and open it when she oppend it I got a very sad feeling and suddenly wanted to get out of their as fast as I could I never told my mom what was wrong or why I wanted to leave. but one time my mom let me and my sister have a sleep over and we did. Before we knew it we were playing truth or dare and my sister had dared me to go in the room in the attic as much as I didn't want to I said only if some one goes with me up their one of the girls there volunteered and we went up their I showed her the room and she seen the doll house and asked if we could play with them and I said no when she asked why I said they ant mine they belong to another little girl. So we made our way to the door and again I started to feel that sad feeling and so did she, she asked me if I was ok and I said im fine and she opened the door and screamed we fell back on our bottoms and i said what? she said there are more dolls in there, i suddenly got a confused look on my face because the dolls wernt their before. we went in the room and she found a picture or a little girl an don the back it says "Samantha Parks" and the date was 1874 by this time i wanted to cry and i didn't know why my friend said ok im ready to leave and i was to. So we left and i shut the door as we went down stairs we said lets tell them what we found and we did, but my sister had a scared look on her face and then pulled me aside and said mom took all that stuff down yesterday i said no their up there and she refused. Later than night we fell asleep.. soon i woke up having to use the restroom so i got up and went i went to my room and fell asleep on my bed. all of a sudden i hurd a loud crash in the attic i didn't think any thing of it and went back to bed the next morning i told my sister and she said do u want to go look so we went up there and i said look there is the doll house and the dolls she pointed a cloudy figure out to me and we stood their quiet the figure looked at us and vanished i was terrified and i told her about the picture i found and she said what if that was the little girl. We were so scared we left the attic and didn't go back up there now i am 34 and living in my own house and till this day i still have night mares about what happend

A Family with Stories

By: corporate@svcconection.com

It started with my grandmother, she was young and so was my mother.
My mother was from the ages of 15-16 and it was 1976 when my grand-
Mother decided to take her life, my mother and uncle found her in her bed
No longer with us. My mother then moved in my dad’s house and pregnant
My other grandmother said after my mother had my older sister my grand-
Mother (mom’s mom) had come to visit she said she knew it was her by
The way she walked in the house. My grandmother said she could hear her
Walk in the hallway and open the bedroom door. The funny thing is my
Mother had a dream that night that her mother came to see my sister.
When I was about 15 my great grandmother passed away and my grandmother
(Dad’s side) told me wouldn’t it be funny if your great grandmother came back to
Say bye to everyone. I just smiled and said I hope not. Well after the funeral I
Was putting my little brother to sleep in his crib. After that I went to my bed because
We shared the room. I turned to face away from the doorway and a couple of seconds
Later I felt chills go up my spine so I turned to see what was going on and I saw this
Woman with long black hair wearing black standing over my little brother and as I
Tried to focus she turned to me and started fading away. I never knew who this woman
Was and I don’t think it was my great grandmother because my great grandmother had
Natural red hair. Who ever she was I didn’t see her again, until now 23 I had a dream that
The same lady came to me I remember her talking to me in my dream the only thing is
I don’t remember what she had told me.
We were living in my grandmother’s house (dad’s side) they decided to move so they wanted
Someone to stay at their home so one day it was night and my brother went out with some
Friends, so my stepmother and I woke up around mid night we heard
A noise from the front door and my brother’s room close so we thought he was home. We even
Smelled his cologne that he wears passes through the air, we went to see how his night was
Only to find out he didn’t come home.
I have more if your interested.

Charlie

By: bebo@millry.net

I was fourteen years old when I went to stay with my dad in South Carolina during the winter of 94. My dad told me stories of a ghost named Charlie and several other ghosts who occupied the house.
The first night I spent in the house I remembering waking feeling something lifting me upward than it let me go. Whatever it was, I rationalized it over in my head and decided it was my imagination playing tricks on me. I truly did not believe in ghosts. After staying their a couple of weeks I believed differently. things would disappear and reappear. My room was always cold and I would awake with the feeling that something was watching me. The television would come on by itself, lights flickered on and off, and the worst thing was hearing someone walking up and down the stairs tapping on the walls, but no one would be there.
One night I fell asleep on the couch I awoke to the kitchen doors being slammed and reopened, things rattling, and it basically sounded as if someone was tearing the kitchen apart. I went and got my dad whom came into the living room and he could hear the noises also.
I was a true believer when I left that house, though I had never return since then.

Cortland Ghost

By: anonymous

I have a couple stories about experiences with ghosts, but I’ll stick with one story from my old sorority house. I went to college in Cortland, NY. Your site already mentions this town with ghost stories coming from campus (on a side note I lived on the fourth floor of Cheney Hall my freshmen year and knew of the story about the girl who was pushed by her boyfriend and fell over the railing).
When I was first joining my sorority my pledge sisters and I had been told ghost stories, by the current sisters, about the ghost in the house. They merely mentioned strange happenings, but no one claimed to have actually seen the haunter. It turns out one of my suitemates and I ended up being the first ones to actually see our ghost…or at least the first ones to own up to it.
For me it started the first year I lived in the house. One day while I was heading to the first floor from the third floor (where my room was), I happened to glance in the mirror across from the stairs on the second floor. I noticed that there was a girl behind me in the mirror, half covered by the banister there. Without getting a closer look, I assumed she was one of my sisters, so I immediately turned around to ask her if she was headed to the kitchen like I was. But when I turned around there was no one there. I ignored it thinking it was my imagination and that in my quick glance to the mirror I only saw the banister and mistook it for a girl. This happened many more times where I would think I saw a girl in the mirror, but when I turned around no one was there. I think I convinced myself I was seeing things because I couldn’t deal with what it might really be. Just in case, I did politely ask the “possible ghost” one evening to never appear to me again because “even if [she was] my grandmother I would be frightened.” Actually, after asking this I never saw her in the mirror again.
My doubt about seeing someone in the mirror changed one day when I was at the bottomed of the steps and my suitemate, Kate, came running down. She was out of breath and her eyes were wide. When Kate saw me she asked me if I had ever seen anything in the mirror on the second floor. The rest of our conversation went something like this:
Me: “Yea, a girl.”
Kate: “Yea, with dark hair about to here (pointing to her shoulders).”
Me: “Yea, and a dark, long dress.”
After this we were both sure what we had seen was real since we went back and forth describing the same thing. We ended up telling our story to others in the house and asking them if they had ever seen anything, but no one else had. Most of the other girls thought we were trying to play a prank on them.
I have to say, for the most part, my fear went away because our ghost never appeared to me again. Besides that, we didn’t see her as a harmful spirit. She never did anything mean, just little things to let us know she was there.
A few of the younger members actually went to the town’s historical society to see if they could dig anything up about the house. They found out that no one died in that house (despite it being built in the early 1900s) and couldn’t see why there would be a ghost haunting it. I personally believe there is some old piece of furniture she is attached to…or maybe it is something about the land the house is on.
.Sometimes when I visit my college and the sorority house, a part of me wishes she would appear to me again. But then I remember I would become frightened and not know what to do, so I go on content that she listened to my request, years before, of never appearing to me again.

Creepy Bedroom

By: tmanz@hotmail.com

Hi. I LOVE this website. It makes me feel so normal! I have many, many, stories I can tell on this website, I've been experiencing the paranormal since I was born. I believe it runs in the family on my mother's side, but they all had a strict Christian (Quaker) upbringing thru many generations and as a result these things are never-ever discussed or acknowledged. It's a shame, I feel I have lost some of my abilities over the years because I never understood/embraced them until I was in my very late twenties. I still have experiences to this day but am no longer afraid and pretty much know how to handle the situations. What a huge weight off my shoulders, it can be so stressful to endlessly wonder if you're losing your mind - especially when you're a child an can't understand what's happening to you and no-one is offering any explanations. Yes, I was a very stressed out child & youg adult. You can ask anyone who knew me then.
This story centers around a luxury hi-rise apartment building that many foreigners lived in over in Seoul, South Korea. We lived in South Korea for a time and another American family we knew lived in this apartment building.
I spent alot of time there, and the younger sister of my friend would never sleep in her room. She said she hated it in there and insisted that a light always stay on and the be door open even if no-one was in there. All her clothes & other stuff was in there but she would always run in and out of there to get whatever she needed. It always seemed dark/dingy in there even with the light on, but I attributed that to the fact that the window faced the inside hallway of the apartment building instead of the outdoors. I found out how wrong I was soon enough. I never went in there much, no reason to, until one night. I was living with them for a time while my parents were out of town. I had to go somewhere on my own and when I came back everyone at the apartment was already asleep. I tried to go in my friends room where I usually slept only to find that there were many girls sleeping over and every inch of the bed/floor in the room was taken. I had nowhere to sleep and there were two perfectly good beds in the younger sisters room so I decided to sleep in one of them. Keeping with tradition I kept the light on but laid down to go to sleep.
I had not been laying down long when I felt a hand grab my foot and give it a good squeeze. I sat up immediately thinking it was one of the girls playing with me and I was going to catch them before they could get out of the room. I saw no-one but figured they were crouched at the end of the bed. There was no-way anyone could have got out before I sat up. I got up looked over the end of the bed and there was no-one there. That's when I freaked a little but then told myself it was late and I "must have been imagining things". I laid back down on my side and within 5 minutes I felt a huge pressure on my side like someone was trying to sit on me in the lower chest/hip area. It felt heavy so I lifted just my head up, looked and there was nothing there. I stared for a minute only to feel and watch myself sink further into the bed as the pressure increased. That's when I REALLY freaked. I somehow jumped up ran out and slept on the couch. I never said anything to the people that lived there. They too were a very religious bunch and it would not have gone over well. A few days later, I don't remember how it happened but I found myself back in that room. I felt as if I was in a trance as I dug through all the shoes & junk on the closet floor to find a small trap-door on the wall at floor level. How I knew it was there and why I went looking for it I will never know. When I opened the door it was pitch black inside and a puff of cold air came out. It sounded like there was alot of open space on the other side of that door and I could hear mechanical things in the distance. As I sat there two conflicting things were going through my mind. I felt as if someone had fallen thru there and perhaps thru falling quite a distance had died. (remember, this was a hi-rise apartment building) The other feeling I was having was that someone wanted me to look thru the opening...wanted me to be curious enough to look in there...but I also felt that if I did I was going to get a shove and perhaps fall thru myself. To my own death maybe? In the end I snapped out of it, closed the door and I don't think ever went in that room again.
Looking back on these events I think there was either a spirit trapped there who was harmless but very curious and had perhaps met an untimely death.
Maybe was trying to communicate with me? Or, there was a mischievous entity in there who would have like nothing more than to see me or someone else get injured - possibly pretty badly.
If anyone emails me please put "Shadowlands Ghost" in your subject line or I will delete as junk mail. More stories to come soon. I have quite a few!

Follow me Home

By: smelli-kat@spyderadvisor.com

I never really considered my experiences to be anything out of the ordinary until I read some of the stories and saw they were a lot like mine. I’m a twelve year old girl from Washington, so don’t think my age would make it so my stories are made up please, because they are totally, even if I wish they weren’t, true.
They started when we moved into a house in a nice community. The house was brand new, we bought it before it was done being built, so youd think it wasn’t haunted. But I had two experiences there. The first was when I was eight, and I was about to go to bed. My closet was open, and a pile of clothes I had put in there flew off their shelf and onto the middle of the floor of my room. I ran downstairs and told my parents, but they said that my clothes just fell… across the room?
Then my second experience at this house was again, I was about to go bed. My bed was a bunker with out a bottom bunk.. a loft. I heard a crackling under my bed, and let me tell you, that I was scared to death when the crackling started up my ladder. I had my head under my blanket, and the crackle is right above me, accompanied by heavy breathing. When I got the guts to peek out of my blankets, it all stopped.
Just as an added, I believe that a spirit wasn’t necessarily haunting one house, but came with us on our moves. We moved into another neighborhood, and I experienced similar things for about the week we were there. But I found out that there was four houses on the block that were already haunted, including this one. I guess our ghost that followed our moves was kicked out, because another entity found it’s way in. I knew it was another spirit because of the attitude of the events. The other, who I admit, scared the living daylight out of me, seemed just curious and not necessarily harmful. WELL, anyhow, at the new house we had an old wood burning stove. Whenever I went out of my bedroom to the kitchen, which was connected to our family room ((the family room had the stove)) late at night for a drink or the like, two pinpricks of flame would be in the stove. They wouldn’t put off heat, in fact, if I was alone then, it would be freezing. The other spot in that house was the kids’ bathroom. I was always way to scared to be in there alone, because the faucets would slowly turn on full blast, and the little curtains would fling around even though the window wasn’t open.
In our current house, I believe one of the two entities that I’ve experienced followed me home, but not the curious one. The only two things that have been noticed this house is when I heard a scraping noise on the stairs, and when I checked the next morning, there was finger marks halfway across the wall, denting into the sheet rock. The other is the word ‘die’ scratched into my bedpost that came about just last week. I am certain that I will encounter more all too soon, but until then… thanks for reading all this!

Ghosts

By: xandu_jr@hotmail.com

to whom it may concern
hello my name is tucker stefan and i am 13 years old i have been going to the shadow lands ghosts and hauntings site sense i was ohh about 9 years of age and i have a question about an experince i had when i was 3 years old well it goes like this
i was at my house in boise idaho and my stepdad terry his mother was an ederly person named maradeth and not in good health she was in the hospital at that time and terry was gettin ready to visit her well from what my mom and stepdad tell me they said that i walked up to them and said maradeth is cold and at that same time the doctor calls and says i have bad news maradeth pusle has gone flat shes dead im sorry and thats what happend
but i have another experence to share i was 4 years old and was at my grandparents house and my parent and grandperants were eating dinner and i look over and say whos that man and they look over to the fireplace and no ones there and they said tucker your prolly just imaging things but not 2 minutes later i point and say whos that man and i can visibly remember what he looked like an indian chief long black hair and black eyes he had a feather in his hair and i also remember that he was wearing leather pants and leather vest
i have 5 more experinces but it would take up the file spaces
i hope to share more stories thank you and have a nice day

I Have Come to pick up my Daughter

By: Anonymous

I've a strange story I want to relate to the readers. This story takes place in 1998. I'm a policeman in the NSW Policeforce. One evening, late June 1998, we were called out to a house where a young woman was found dead. We had the place cornered off and I was put on guard duty with another Constable, who we'll call Stu. I was standing out front, making sure that noone came anywhere near the place when this woman appeared...and I mean appeared...at my side. She wore a floral dress, like something from the early eighties, in her late twenties, early thirties.
"Um, can I help you?" I asked as she was standing there, looking at the house.
"I've come to pick up my daughter,' she said in a flat voice, still peering over at the house.
"Sorry but we can't allow anyone to enter-"
"I've come to pick up my daughter," she repeated again in that flat voice.
"And like I said, noone's allowed to enter," at that Stu called me on the radio. I turned my back on the woman for a few seconds then I turned around. She was gone. I looked around, thinking that she might've slipped passed me but I would've seen her. I looked up and down the street but no sign of her.
Footnote: I was let inside for a cup of tea as someone else took my place. I felt bad entering some poor dead woman's house but I was offered some tea. As I entered the hallway, I noticed a small framed photo. I picked it up and almost dropped it. It was the same woman from outside. Written beneath the photo was a small engraving: Lois P- 1950-84. RIP Mother.

Knew What I Saw

By: e.creel@mchsi.com

HAD A GOOD FRIEND WHO WAS A MUSICIAN. LADY AND I ONE NIGHT USED HIS HOME FOR RENDEZVOUS. ONE NIGHT, LYING IN BACK BEDROOM, WE HAD DOZED OFF AROUND 12 O,CLOCK, I AWOKE WHEN FRONT DOOR OPENED I HEARD FOOTSTEPS WALKING DOWN HALL TO BEDROOM, TRYING TO PULL COVERS OVER LADY AND MYSELF LOOKED UP AND TALL DARK HAIRED MAN WAS STANDING LOOKING AT US. I ASKED CAN I HELP YOU? I HAD NEVER SAW THIS MAN BEFORE BUT HE DID NOT SEEM ANY DANGER TO US, JUST STOOD AND LOOKED AT US, SHOOK HIS HEAD AND WALKED BACK DOWN HALL. NEEDLESS TO SAY UPSET ME I WOKE FRIEND AND TOOK HER HOME. WENT BACK TO BUDDIES HOUSE AND TOLD HIM WHAT HAD HAPPENED, HE ASKED ME TO DESCRIBE MAN WHEN I DID HE GOT PALEFACED. GOT UP WENT IN ANOTHER ROOM AND BROUGHT PICTURE OUT, IT WAS MAN I HAD SEEN. HE THEN TOLD ME ABOUT 6 YEARS AGO THAT HAD BEEN HIS FATHERS ROOM. MAN IN PICTURE.THAT ROOM AND BED WERE HIS WHERE HE HAD DIED...., I HAD ALREADY KNOWN THAT HE WAS DESCENDED FROM APACHE PARENTS, FOUND OUT HIS FATHER WAS FULL-BLOODED AND HIS MOM 3/4. IT WAS AN INTERESTING NIGHT BUT LAST TIME I BORROWED HIS HOME FOR AWHILE AT NIGHT. IT REALLY HAPPENED, I SAW IT and no , no drugs have ever been in my body.. MY ONE AND ONLY TIME SEEING UNEXPLAINABLE EVENT, BUT ONE I WILL NEVER FORGET.I HAVE TOLD STORY TO ALL 3 OF MY CHILDREN, JUST TO LET THEM KNOW NOT EVERY SPIRIT WILL HURT YOU. MY FAMILY HAS HAD MANY EVENTS HAPPEN TO THEM DATING BACK TO WW2 MANY THAT HAVE HAD CONFIRMING WITNESSES TO HAPPENING.

Not a Dime in my Pocket

By: Sherriejjac2@aol.com

My father died five years ago, on 12/24/00. All the time I was growing up he used to say you always need a dime in your pocket. I guess in the City of Houston, sometimes when they wanted to arrest you, they could for vagrancy during the depression. If you had a dime in your pocket, you were OK.
Before he died, he would have to go to the hospital about 2 times a month. This went on for several months before his heart finally gave out. When we left his room each night in Intensive Care, he would say that the nursing staff wouldn't let him have a dime in his pocket.
During the funeral, my husband put a brand new shiny dime in his suit pocket. This of course made both of us feel better. Since then we both find dimes everywhere. Brand new shiny dimes! He's still helping others I guess. I always say HI DAD, we're OK thanks for the dime in my pocket!!!. I've saved all over 300 of them.       Thanks for listening
You too, Dad!

Personal Experiences with Ghosts

By: Wickedvoodoo9876@aol.com

MY NAME IS JEFF. I USED TO WORK AT THE WINDBER HOTEL IN WINDBER PA. I WAS GOING DOWN TO THE BASEMENT TO TAKE SOME BOTTLES DOWN TO STORE THERE. THERE WAS ONLY TWO PEOPLE WITH KEYS. THE OWNER AND I. I UNLOCKED THE DOOR AND STARTED DOWN. I GOT HALFWAY DOWN THE STAIRS AND SOMEONE GRABBED ME BY THE SHOULDER AND WHISPERED "HEY". I TURNED AROUND AND NOONE WAS THERE. NEEDLESS TO SAY I TURNED AROUND AND RAN UPSTAIRS. IT WAS LATER I WAS TOLD THAT A MAN BY THE NAME OF JOHN SHARKY WAS SHOT IN THE BASEMENT IN 1911. AT NIGHT YOU COULD HEAR PEOPLE WALKING IN THE HALLS OF THE HOTEL, BUT WHEN YOU LOOKED OUTSIDE YOUR ROOM, THERE WAS NOONE AROUND. EVERY ONCE IN A WHILE A MAN WOULD WALK INTO THE BAR FROM THE HOTEL LOBBY. HE WAS WEARING A TOP HAT, BUT WHEN I TURNED AROUND TO SERVE HIM, HE DISAPPEARED. THERE ARE MORE HAPPENINGS I CAN REPORT IF YOU ARE INTRESTED.

Some More Ghost Stories

By: teamxtreme5@MSN.COM

Hi guys, I have a few stories that I would like to share. They aren't the biggest things and might be able to be put off as something other then supernatural but it still made me raise an eyebrow. The first one has to do with a guinea pig of mine that passed away, his name was Paulie. We only had him for a week when he passed away from fluid in his lungs, I was listening to a song by Avril Lavigne that reminded me of him. It made me upset and I started to cry, my dog Toby came in my room and laid down on my bed next to me. I was just petting him, he had his head on my lap, all of a sudden his ears perked up and he put his head up. He looked up to the ceiling his eyes following something that I couldn't see and I started to call his name. He didn't respond and just kept looking at the ceiling, I also have two guinea pigs in my room and both of their noses were up in the air like they were sniffing something. I smiled because I knew Paulie was there telling me it was ok. Another one happened a few weeks ago, I was just going up to my room to put something on my bed. Just as I got into my room I heard something run around in my guinea pig, Simons, cage. I saw something run behind his igloo, if you don't know what it is, it's a little plastic igloo that guinea pigs can lay in. I noticed that Simon had not moved an inch and he was in front of his igloo. We had gotten Paulie and Simon together, so they were kind of like brothers, I think Paulie just wanted to play with Simon. The other one happened just last night, Simon had finish drinking some water and I opened up his cage so I could pet him, he gets scared when someone is going to take him out or puts their hand in his cage so he runs into his igloo. The weird thing was that he would have half of his body in the igloo but it looked like something kept pushing him out, he would have his head up to his shoulders in there and then come back out. He did this a few times, I smiled and said "Ok Paulie I love you but it scares me a little so can you please leave". Simon went into his igloo and it was fine. I just remembered another one, I had recently gotten a web cam , and I was on with my boyfriend. He didn't tell me at the time but he saw something watching me on the basement stairs, he showed me the picture, it's kind of blurry but it looks like this white thing standing on the first step. I'm not sure how to put a picture up otherwise I would show you. Thank you for taking the time to read this.

This is My Story

By: Angel4eva69g@aol.com

Well I submitted some of this story before, but couldn't find it so here we go again!
Things started to happen to me when i was 8 right after my grandfather passed away.
Within 3 months he came to check on me and it was really creepy, but i knew he wouldn't hurt me because he had loved me so much in life. Well he had on what he was buried in and he seemed to be happy and he just looked at me and smiled. I covered my head and peeked out and he was gone! Well not much else happened to me when until I was 14 not supernatural, but in my dreams. I have a gift which it will lead into more weird things! Well the dream I was having I was giving birth to a child and i woke up in the birth giving position yeah that's right i did, but 4 years later this dream came true when i was 18 and everything was grey around what i was seeing in real life like i did in my dream through my eyes in my dream if that makes sense! Well then I moved from Arkansas to North Carolina shortly after that and that is when things started happen! I was at my sisters house one day and had a bad feeling the whole day and decided to call my parents to come get me and when i got in the car my mom told me that my brothers and my friend Chris had got stabbed and i started to cry and she told me he was only going to be stiched up and sent home and i told my mom that he was dead (I had a dream of it a month to the day before that and dismissed it). Well as night fell and i was tired and turned out the light and decided to sleep still being upset and i tossed and turned and had that eerie feeling as if i was being watched well when I turned over towards the door that is when i saw a shadow about 6 ft or so in the corner of my room towards the door. I couldn't do nothing but lay there in fear but i wasn't scared well threatened by what I saw he stood their and as i kept looking at him i realized that i knew that outline of that black fugure it was Chris to come to say his last goodbye to me all though he never spoke to me. Well I stayed awake till the sun come up and finally got a little sleep and my brother was already there and he called and told me that his mom had kept him on life support from April 1st to April 2nd but he was saying his last goodbye because he was like a brother to me. Well not long after that we moved to Monroe,NC and we were in a apartment and i was 16 by this time and I went to sleep and had one of my dreams. Started out that Chris and i were dancing on a cloud and we were in the 1940's dance clothes and all the sudden Chris disappeared and things turned dark and grey and I heard Satan tell me that Chris wasn't in heaven that he was in hell with him and I said no he wasn't and that he was in heaven with god well after i woke up my room was hot i was pouring sweat! It was summer time and the ac was on like 70 so i know something there was freaky ! I didn't have much happen to me until i was about 27 if i did i dont' remember! But my dreams pretty much stopped till then. It was about August of 2003 I dreamt of people in a room dressed in black and they were sad and i could people i didn''t know well of course i dimissed that one as well and then right before x-mas my husband got insurance and all the sudden popped up and said if something happens to me i want u to greive and go on with ur life and i told him the same. and 1 month later my husband was killed tragically. It's like he knew that he was going to go. Well at my mother-inlaws house we had friends and family and i went outside to smoke and one of his bestfriends came out a minute behind me and said I don't know if this is going to help or hurt u, but the day before he and his bestfriend was sitting in the car and he told him how much he loved me but he knew that it was over between us (we were seperated) and I started to bawl like a baby and then it was like an hour after that I was sent to the store to get some ice and another one of his bestfriends was their and his wife road with me (we were friends as well) and another person was with us and they got out to go in the store and said Misty I dont' know if this going to help or hurt u but G loved u so much and u were all he talked about, but he said he knew it was over between u but he said u were the only one he ever loved! I broke down in the car and I am thinking being told that by 2 different people an hour apart i think he was trying to tell me something. I loved him very much too! Then at the viewing I saw all the same people that i saw in my dream 6 months earlier and the samething happened with the grey smoke and I got so light headed I nearly passed out! I met the people I met in my dream and walked up to them and called them by name and they were stunned i knew them and i was too for that fact! Well after i turned 28 right before xmas. After the funeral my dreams were more and more and when i went to work i saw customers in my dream i never seen before in my life the were travelers and i recalled several conversations after he died i stopped putting my dreams off and started to look for the signs so to speak well i was told by a preacher that i was a deciphle (however u spell it) and i was shocked well i talked to my cousin about this he is a religious man and he said the same thing i did about the decyphle deal and he told me that i had a special gift from god that i had when i was little that god has had his hand on me for a longtime! And that i didn't know how to use this gift but it would come to me....Well i would say about a year later i started to have supernatural things happen to me when i met a friend of mine who is a wiccan and his ex had sent something to follow him and he was a truck driver and he came to the house to stay the weekend playing games and all and well this thing came into my house and my ex roommate around this time was a wiccan wanna be and called upon the gods and any wiccan knows that is a nono! Well something was unleased in the midst of the same time my friend came down. I didnt' know she was practicing i dont' allow that in my house even though i am a wiccan too, but i don't practice. I have 3 kids and my exroomie has one and well things didn't start going bump in the night until he left and this thing she unleased well it attacked her in her dreams and then it started to try to bug me not in my dreams but it was posseing (i can't spell) me but i am a strong wiccan it couldn't do a complete possesstion i had a weak spot in my arm and it got in and i had a outof body experience and i could see myself as if i was writing and i could see a man in my bathroom and i really didn't feel threatned by him, but as i sat up then i saw him and well i did this 3 times and something laid me down and made me go back to sleep (i was in the bed by myself). Well the next night my youngest was in the bed with me and nothing happened and well when i rolled over with my back towards the door i felt a mans hand touch my back as if it was saying I am still here! Well needless to say the dreams with my ex roomie started and then we got my friend on the phone and he had problems too and well we stayed on the phone and well he yelled said some stuff and his left and mine did too as well because after that things were back to normal and it was like something was lifted off me and her as well! Then about i would say 8 months later i met someone online and we had lots incommon or so i thought with our dreams and he asked me if i could dream walk and i was like no idont' think so he told me how and well i did that night and well i pulled him in my dream with his permission and then i started having dreams with my oldest brother that had been dead like 9 years now and i was walking in a church and he reached out and grabbed my arm and was happy to see me and we chatted and well i noticed that right beside him was a man that looked like this guy and my brother kept moving his eyes over towards him and talking trying not to alarm him and well he went mute! Well when i talked to this guy the next night i asked him if he was their adn he told me yes that i was talking to some guy that had brown hair and a mustach and had on jeans and a white sweater! Ok yeah that is what he had on I freaked well i had several dreams that this guy i was always running to him and before i could get to him i was sucked out of the dream for the reason i woke up and my cat had hopped on me and brought me back! Well once again i called on my strong wiccan friend and told him and he told 2 more strong wiccan friends of his well needless to say i had a Incubus which feeds off ur powers and dreams and they will tell u anything to get u to trust them and well i got a spell from one till we could really get intouch with the strongest wiccan of the 3 and i did a spell in my mind doing a crysitllene ball well i over did it, it was a spell to keep the incubus out and well i was in the ball in delta state (that is why i say i over did it the ball was only suppose to be like beach ball size) well as i in the dream state looked around i looked up and i saw 2 dragons come down feet first (i believe the them both to be male they were huge and the same size) well anyways i crouched down thinking they were going to squish me and i look down and saw a small demon running away scared of the dragons then in the morning i called my friend and told him about what happened and he kinda went silent and said well they found u i said who found me he said he called on the dragons to find me because he couldn't because he was so far away then i freaked and they were earth dragons and he didnt' say nothing to me about this the night before! When a incubus talks to u they r tagging u! so they can find u in dreamstate and they can also tag u in person and online i found that out I saw his webcam i felt this eerieness about him before i done all this he said his eyes were blue but they looked deep black and evil! I know all this sounds crazy but it's the gods honest truth! Thanks for reading my story I haven't had problems in almost a year now and I am happy to keep it that way the dreams i have now r good and not bad, but remember don;t sleep with a incubus or u will never get rid of them! U will be there's 4 ever, well the same goes for the succubs the female version! Sorry it's so long but i had to tell u from when i was little to get to the presant time!

Someone to Play With

By: Timothy.Guhl@qwest.com

I am the youngest in my family, and when I was a child (and still today) my two big sisters looked out and took care of me. They are the best sisters a baby brother could have. When we where all small, my family lived in town north of Winter Park Colorado, and at this time it was all I knew. When I was four my parents had a beautiful new two story house with a finished basement built. This was a great change from the trailer that we lived in for my entire life up to that point.
The first night we where in the house was hard for me. My sisters both had their own rooms which where close to mine, but not close enough. What was more difficult was that my parents bedroom was on the other side of the house and three floors down (very hard for a mama's boy to take). After some time we all settled in to my families dream house, then the problems started.
One day my family was in the back yard having a B.B.Q. and I was alone in the house playing in my room. There I was just minding my own business when an older man who was bald stuck his head into my doorway and said "Pick-A-BOO"! Not really putting much thought into it (like little kids do) I had a pretty good giggle. The man continued to play in this fashion with me for what seemed to be some time. Then, it was not just the man but a woman with brown hair started in the game with the other man. After a little time past the game developed into them repeating what I stated above, then I would run out into the hallway to find nothing there. Then I would go sit back down and start playing with my cars and they would come back.
Then it became a four person game. The fourth person was a younger man that looked about the same age as the women. This time when I ran out into the hall to try and catch my new friends trying to hide from me, I watched one of them go into my sisters room. Then, all three started the same pick-a-boo game using my sisters doorway. At this point I was not running into my sisters room. She may be a great big sister, but she made it clear what would happen to me if I went into her room.
it was the afternoon on a summer day. The light seemed to stream through all of the windows in the house. But my sisters room grew dark with a cold air that started to flow along the floor. The familiar voice of the older bald man came from the room "Come on in". At this point I was not having fun anymore and ran to the backyard with the rest of my family.
I had never told this story to anyone but my wife. Now, almost twenty years have passed. We went to my oldest sisters house to carve pumpkins for the upcoming Halloween party. We got into telling ghost stories. I asked my sister had she ever seen anything strange in any of the houses we lived in when we where kids. She said no, then she said " but there was that time in Winter Park when I was in my room going to sleep, and there was a bald man with a green glow around him standing at the foot of my bed." My blood ran cold.
To finish the story, my parents did not know anyone meeting the description of the people who played with me as a little child.

A Few Years Ago

By: tenchidbz2005@yahoo.com

Hello My name is William. I am 25 and live on Long Island, NY. I had a super-naturial experence a few years ago. I was living with my parents and was in my old room one summer night. I was alone in the house and I awoke at about 2 AM. I had a box fan on and my stero playing music, like I did every night. Suddenly the power went off and the house was silent, untill I heard my parents yelling at me from downstairs to get down there. I knew that they were not home yet and no one besides me was in the house. After I heard that, the power came back on, and I was up for the rest of the night. I did not see anything, just heard what I thought was my parents. I was about 14 or 15 years old then, and it creaped me out. To this day I dont know if it was ghosts, or demons or what it was. Then after that a while later, I woke up at the same time about 2 am again. This time I heard the sound of someone putting their fingers on the plastic fan blades like they were trying to stop it. The fan was right next to me, but I saw nothing, again just hearing. After the second time, I never experenced this Again.

Voice in Cali Home

By: hvn0712@yahoo.com

Once my dad and i were visiting my dads side of the family in california.I was about five years old at the time.My dad was in the kitchen.He called my in and asked me if I heard what he heard.I didnt hear it at first but then i did.It sounded like a woman and it was surrounding us.I got the chills.It sounded like it said i love you or something like that.it only lasted a couple of minutes.The only other people in the house were my two uncles.Me and my dad went upstairs to ask them if they played a trick on us,heard anything,if they did something that would sound like that,of seen anything.They said no.I never really experienced anthing paranormal go on in the house again.Thank you reading my story and i reallt like your website.

A Van Sant Bridge Story

By: hareball527@yahoo.com

In the winter of 2002, me and two of my good friends decided to take a trip to the Van Sant Bridge in Bucks County PA at around 10pm one night. It must have been mid February and it was freezing and pitch black with no moon that night. We drove through the woods on the long narrow road to the bridge in rural Bucks County PA blasting theme songs to hit scary movies on my buddies car stereo as a joke....The build up is nerve racking as you approach the train tracks which mean you're just about there...we all giggled with anxioty when the bridge was finally in sight. We had never actually seen anything on our previous journies there but this night is one we will never forget. We first parked the car and turned it off while actually sitting inside the bridge. We heard that's what you're supposed to do and then your car will begin to shake.
No such luck. So after 10 minutes of waiting and giggling inside the car we backed up off the bridge and got out to take pictures. This is where we got a hell of a scare. As we walked toward the bridge we suddenly realized that we were not alone anymore.
There were 2 figures at the opposite end of the bridge standing motionless and seemingly facing us. We yelled at them to see if they were kids but there was no sound or voices to be heard back to us. We stared for about a minute longer when the figures moved forward. Well, we just about jumped out of our skin and ran to the car. Thankfully the car turned on and the lights shined into the bridge but there was nothing to be seen. I truely think something wanted us gone. Later we learned that, on top of a woman and her baby dying at the bridge, a number or horse theives had been hanged at the bridge about 200 years
ago as well. We haven't been back since.

Alamo

By: sutherland52@verizon.net

on june of this year my family took a trip to texas. the reason for this trip was for our son to be in the u.s. jr. olympic teakwondo. we had a chance to visit the alamo. while there I had the feeling that there were whose who had fought there where still there. it felt like they where there to make sure that no one whould cause harm to this place. this feeling was both conforting and reasuring to know. I think that the reason I felt this is because I served in this country's army. although I didn't see any ghosts I did feel thier presents there. if anyone goes there they need only need to take the time to respect their final resting place. I think that they stand guard to this honored place.

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